Funnily enough, that is just a different name for the Sword and the Scimitar, which I mentioned earlier.

Glad you read it. I've been trying to convince people to do so for a while now.

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Fiction

Glenn Cook- The black company

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I'm rather late, but...

I rather liked The Upside of Irrationality and Predictably Irrational by Dan Ariely.

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1) You can't win.
2) You can't break even.
3) You can't leave the game.

You still go to the library? Fuck, you ARE old...

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Bolvar can read?

Nope. His inner eye forewarns him of what we'll post allowing him to reply.

I just bought Dancing with Eternity. Might be worth a read.

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It's one of the few good books that exists within my school's library. Overheard one of the teachers gushing about it to a group of students, so I checked it out. =P

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I know this is rather late, but I think you would enjoy the book Calculating God by Robert J Sawyer.

The Brothers Karamasov and The Fool by Dostojewsky

the following two by Bulgakow (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mikhail_Bulgakov):
Master and Margerita (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Master_and_Margarita) and The White Guard

The Man Without Qualities by Robert Musil (this book has sadly no ending, but its still great)

See if there are a collection of "Herr Keuner" stories by Bertol Brecht (his only stuff i like)

Narcissus and Goldmund, Siddhartha, Steppenwolf, Beneath the Wheel (also published as The Prodigy) by Hermann Hesse

all of the above are bellitristik literature. you should find them there.

American gods by neil gaiman (fiction/contemporary literature/fantasy)

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Slaughter-house 5, Sirens of Titan and/or Cat's Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. Among my favorite authors. Easy to read. Often quite humorous but is philosophical and poignant too. Many are ostensibly sci-fi, but I wouldn't consider him a science fiction author.

EDIT: Oops. This suggestion is for when you return your first batch.

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Now imagine a music, dear readers, heavy with cellos at a rapid staccato, cellos held between thighs in a dark room, the little room of Harry's chest as he walks with his teammates to the opening gate of his first Test of Cribbage. They are a rag-tag group of champions, this bunch, and, with Harry, the near-perfect new god, they know they will dominate the day. Harry is a world laced with rivers of wizardly blood. He is ready.