Best Novels On Philosophy Novels & Stories

“I do. Although, on many nights, I simply like to read with only the lamp on, and the moonlight shimmering overhead. It’s utterly enchanting and so peaceful.” She could picture him like that, reclining on the day bed, a book in hand, the moonlight filtering on him. So sexy. She shook her head to clear her mind from those tantalizing images of him. “What sort of books do you like to read?” she asked. “I read a lot of philosophy—Dostoevsky, Plato, Socrates, Kant...” “That’s…deep,” she said, still skimming over the shelves. “I also read thrillers. Dan Brown, Lee Child, and Matthew Reilly.”

There is a book I used to read. The title: Sofie's World, by Jostein Gaarder. About philosophy and really good. Even it is about philosophy, the delivery is light and easy to understand. This book has been translated into Indonesian, but this one is in English. This is better. Sometimes the translation changes the capture, even if slightly. I want to read it again, for brain stormings that have been frozen for a long time due to daily matters. "Do you like reading a book?!"

That intense, emotional conversation where I told him I wasn't ready to forgive but was willing to see if he'd changed. Since then, we've seen each other in passing. At meals. In corridors. But we haven't spoken. "I was just—" Kaelen gestures vaguely at the shelves. "Looking for something to read. Being confined gets boring." "I can imagine." Another awkward pause. Then I notice the book in his hand. "Philosophy of Mind? That's pretty dense reading." "I've always liked philosophy." He looks surprised I noticed. "The questions about consciousness and identity. What makes someone who they are."

"Mind if I look at what you´ve bought?" She pushes her bags towards him, James working his way through her book stack, raising eyebrows at some of her choices, muttering to himself as he does so. "´Modern Cosmology and Philosophy´, ´The Chronicles of Narnia´, ´The Mythology of the Ancient Greeks´, Asimov´s ´The Gods Themselves´, ´Fundamentals of Physics: Mechanics, Relativity, and Thermodynamics´, ´The Complete Sherlock Holmes´, Lovelock´s ´Gaia´, ´Pride and Prejudice´... An eclectic mix. Have you considered specialising?" He is laughing quietly, despite the implied criticism. "Specialisation is for insects," she sniffs.

"Oh, yes. What a great place...." James too is smiling slightly. "Mind if I look at what you've bought?" The smile turns whimsical as he works his way through her purchases, raising brows at some of her choices. "'Modern Cosmology and Philosophy', 'The Chronicles of Narnia', 'The Mythology of the Ancient Greeks'...." Michael leans across to look, shaking his head slightly but also smiling.

I can’t explain it, but I don’t have to, either, if I don’t bring it up, and I’m not one to ever start conversations. I sniff the paperback—old, musty paper, glue, and Justus—and set it on the pallet. The next book in the pile, Peter Kropotkin’s The Conquest of Bread, has a picture of two men chopping down a tree on the cover. It smells the same. All the books are dog-eared paperbacks with yellowed pages—Walden by Henry David Thoreau, Parable of the Sower by Octavia Butler, Critique of Practical Reason by Immanuel Kant, several each by Ursula K. Le Guin and N. K. Jemison, and a massive hardback of Plato’s collected works. The Plato is the only one that looks like it hasn’t been read a hundre

Damn. I ignore that thought. I'm safe here for now and Noah is not an asshole like I thought he was so no need to do anything irrational. I wonder how one could be so wealthy and good-looking but yet he has no one he loves that's just so lonely. I've never met anyone like him. Even if he isn't I love, how does he get off steam? I proceeded to study to explore awesome books. The books below are just philosophers' books. I'm in no mood for philosophy today, above that are literary books. I'm in no mood for that either. I climb the ladder to get up where I see books of mythology and fictional books.