Who's your favorite author

neil gaiman

paulo coelho

malcolm gladwell

bob ong

balthasar gracian

"how may i serve you today?"

yeh i read both but the french version is much better

Ayn Rand

Dan Brown

John Grisham

Robert Ludlum

Cogito...ergo, sum.....

sarvantes

erich maria remarque

mark twin

antony hope

charles dickens

captain marriot

What the hell you going on about

what do you mean by dubious post

In the Uk my job title is surfacing manager or if you want contracts manager

i run the day to day surfacing operations in my geographical area for a multi national company

whats all this about a troll

I just want to get involved in dicussions

what is your problem with me

Lol UK....surfacing is now unsurfaced...lol

Jack. He describes himself as a surfacing Engineer and has experienc in Road building so I guess he saying that he is an Road Engineer (Asphalt Engineer).

Sorry in my opinion the descriptions in profile and his recents dubious posts don't add up. I decleare him as a the latest troll on this Site.

Please don't feed the Troll.!!!!

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HE WHO DARES WINS

yes i have that one.. i bought it when i was on holiday...

Jack... no...its realated to Oil and Gas... surface development

yah i've heard that one too but never read it...

if u have pls pls pls let me borrow :)

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. Loved his first work entitled "Under the Bleachers"

UkEng...whats a Surfacing Engineer?

Does he mean Landscaping Eng?

sai, he has another one called "Mistress of the Game" as well :D

stranger in the mirror, i think i've not read that one yet... i was in carrefour the other day and i found some of his books there i was tempted to buy.. there was one there with 2 of his novels compiled in just one book for QR 29... :)

mj, never read master of the game, bloodline, the naked face, a stranger in the mirror...and a lot more i think

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yah right andrews...he's a man..sorry for that :) hehehe

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yah right andrews...he's a man..sorry for that :) hehehe

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sai, i will check what i have here.. we have read almost the same:

If tomorrow comes

Sands of time

the other side of midnight

nothing lasts forever

doomsday conspiracy

the stars shine down

bloodline

master of the game

tell me your dreams

morning, noon and night..

and lots more... :P

almost all girl...If tomorrow comes, Nothing Lasts Forever, The Stars Shine Down, The Doomsday Conspiracy, The Sands of Time, Windmills of the Gods, and The Other Side of Midnight.. i haven't read his other books... if u have some pls let me borrow hehehe

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My fav.... Thomas Hardy

Hugh Hefner...but then he is not an author ...is he? :P

yes Andrews he is a he.... :)

Sai..I thnik sidney sheldon is not a she...he is a HE

lol sai, yeah weird huh, from colour of shirts to books, to table tennis... if one of us was a guy, we'd be a perfect couple lol... i've just finished reading Angels & Demons, i kinda watched the movie first before i got the chance to read the book and im sorry to say that im kinda disappointed on how the movie was made... :P

What's your fave Sheldon novel?

hi mj, wow...really a lot of things girl hehehe.

again. same fave author!!! never tried reading other novels/stories coz im afraid i might just waste my time :)

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Member for only 1 day and already an author of 7 threads?

Wow!

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HE WHO DARES WINS

Surfacing

Nationality:United Kingdom

Job Title:Surfacing Manager

Gender:Male

Age:36 - 45

About Me:I am looking to expand my work experience by working in Qatar.

I have nearly Twenty years experience in the road building and surfacing industry

Interests:Football,Rugby League,Reading

Member For:1 day 17 hours

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HE WHO DARES WINS

hi sai! miss u girl.. wow we do have a lot in common, i love Sidney Sheldon as well! imagine that! i've read like almost all of his books.. :D

lynda la plante royal flush-sleeping cruelity

alan weismmen the world without us

conn iggulden wolf of the plains

i really loved stories of SIDNEY SHELDON... i admired her creativity in writing... lot of TWIST in the story. u shouldn't missed reading even a single page...

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My favorite author is God: he wrote the Quran!

Le petit prince is actually very deep, I never read an English version, but I know it in French.

Pratchett and Dick are good, but nobody beats Walter Mosely, James Lee Burke and Stuart Kaminsky for me.

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Disbelief in magic can force a poor soul into believing in government and business.

khaled hosseini is my first favorite author after coming to qatar. read the kite runner and i'm still reading a thousand splendid suns.

but haruki murakami is still my number one. total mindfuck.

i loved sidney sheldon when i was a teenager. james clavell is good too, but i'll always need to have a long vacation to read his books because the paperbacks are always as thick as dictionaries.

i miss the harry potter series. i hated it when the tales of beedle the bard was released at the same time around the world (just like the other hp books) and i can't find it anywhere in doha on day one.

William Shakespeare and my best In Search of Lost Time by Marcel Proust ... and my favorite is the little prince by Saint-Exupéry .

The Fox and the Little Prince:

it was then that the fox appeared.

"good morning" said the fox.

"good morning"

the little prince responded politely

altho when he turned around he saw nothing.

"I am right here" the voice said, "under the apple

tree."

"who are you?" asked the little prince, and added,

"You are very pretty to look at."

"I am a fox", the fox said.

"Come and play with me,"

proposed the little prince, "I am so unhappy."

"I cannot play with you," the fox said,

"I am not tamed."

"AH please excuse me,"said the little prince.

But after some thought, he added:

"what does that mean---'tame'?"

"you do not live here," said the fox,

"what is it you are looking for?"

"I am looking for men," said the little prince.

"What does that mean---tame?"

"Men,"said the fox,

"they have guns, and they hunt.

It is very disturbing.

They also raise chickens.

These are their only interests.

Are you looking for chickens?"

"No," said the little prince.

"I am looking for friends.

What does that mean---tame?"

"It is an act too often neglected,"

said the fox.

"It means to establish ties."

"To establish ties?"

"Just that," said the fox.

"to me, you are still nothing more than

a little boy who is just like

a hundred thousand other little boys.

And I have no need of you.

And you, on your part, have no need of me.

To you I am nothing more

than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes.

But if you tame me, then we shall need each other.

To me, you will be unique in all the world.

To you, I shall be unique in all the world. . ."

"I am beginning to understand,"

said the little prince.

"There is a flower. . .I think she has tamed me. . ."

"It is possible," said the fox.

"On earth one sees all sorts of things."

"Oh but this is not on the earth!"

said the little prince.

The fox seemed perplexed, and very curious.

"On another planet?"

"Yes"

"Are there hunters on that planet?"

"No"

"Ah that's interesting! Are there chickens?"

"No"

"Nothing is perfect," sighed the fox.

But he came back to his idea.

"My life is very monotonous," he said.

"I hunt chickens; men hunt me.

All chickens are just alike,

and all the men are just alike.

And in consequence, I am a little bored.

But if you tame me,

it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life.

I shall know the sound of a step that will be

different from all the others.

Other steps send me hurrying back

underneath the ground.

Yours will call me, like music out of my burrow.

And then look:

you see the grain-fields down yonder?

I do not eat bread.

Wheat is of no use to me.

The wheat fields have nothing to say to me.

And that is sad.

But you have hair that is the color of gold.

Think how wonderful that will be

when you have tamed me!

The grain, which is also golden,

will bring me back the thought of you.

And I shall love to listen

to the wind in the wheat. . ."

The fox gazed at the little prince,

for a long time.

"Please---tame me!" he said.

"I want to, very much," the little prince replied.

"But I have not much time.

I have friends to discover,

and a great many things to understand."

"One only understands the things that one tames,"

said the fox.

" Men have no more time to understand anything.

They buy things all ready made at the shops.

But there is no shop anywhere

where one can buy friendship,

and so men have no friends any more.

If you want a friend, tame me. . ."

"What must I do, to tame you?

asked the little prince.

"You must be very patient," replied the fox.

First you will sit down

at a little distance from me

-like that-in the grass.

I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye,

and you will say nothing.

Words are the source of misunderstandings.

But you will sit a little closer to me,

every day..."

The next day the little prince came back.

"It would have been better to come back

at the same hour," said the fox.

"If for example, you came at four o'clock

in the afternoon,

then at three o'clock I shall begin to be happy.

I shall feel happier and happier

as the hour advances.

At four o'clock,

I shall be worrying and jumping about.

I shall show you how happy I am!

But if you come at just any time,

I shall never know at what hour

my heart is ready to greet you. . .

One must observe the proper rites. . ."

"What is a rite?" asked the little prince.

"Those also are actions too often neglected,"

said the fox.

"they are what make one day

different from other days,

one hour different from other hours.

There is a rite, for example, among my hunters.

Every Thursday they danse with the village girls.

So Thursday is a wonderful day for me!

I can take a walk as far as the vineyards.

But if the hunters danced at just any time,

every day would be like

every other day,

and I should never have any vacation at all."

So the little prince tamed the fox.

And when the hour of his departure drew near---

"Ah," said the fox, "I shall cry."

"It is your own fault," said the little prince.

"I never wished you any sort of harm;

but you wanted me to tame you. . ."

"Yes that is so", said the fox.

"But now you are going to cry!"

said the little prince.

"Yes that is so" said the fox.

"Then it has done you no good at all!"

"It has done me good," said the fox,

"because of the color of the wheat fields."

And then he added:

"go and look again at the roses.

You will understand now

that yours is unique in all the world.

Then come back to say goodbye to me,

and I will make you a present of a secret."

The little prince went away,

to look again at the roses.

"You are not at all like my rose," he said.

"As yet you are nothing.

No one has tamed you, and you have tamed no one.

You are like my fox when I first knew him.

He was only a fox

like a hundred thousand other foxes.

But I have made a friend,

and now he is unique in all the world."

And the roses were very much embarrassed.

"You are beautiful, but you are empty," he went on.

"One could not die for you.

To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think

that my rose looked just like you

--the rose that belongs to me.

But in herself alone she is more important

than all the hundreds of you

other roses: because it is she that I have watered;

because it is she

that I have put under the glass globe;

because it is for her

that I have killed the caterpillars

(except the two or three we saved

to become butterflies);

because it is she that I have listened to,

when she grumbled,

or boasted,

or even sometimes when she said nothing.

Because she is MY rose."

And he went back to meet the fox.

"Goodbye" he said.

"Goodbye," said the fox.

"And now here is my secret, a very simple secret:

It is only with the heart that one can see rightly;

what is essential is invisible to the eye."

"What is essential is invisible to the eye,"

the little prince repeated,

so that he would be sure to remember.

"It is the time you have wasted for your rose

that makes your rose so important.

"It is the time I have wasted for my rose--

"said the little prince

so he would be sure to remember.

"Men have forgotten this truth," said the fox.

"But you must not forget it.

You become responsible, forever,

for what you have tamed.

You are responsible for your rose. . ."

"I am responsible for my rose,"

the little prince repeated,

so that he would be sure to remember.

From the Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery

and i love it.

le petit prince is my favorite book!

so naive but so true!

Oh, people can come up with statistics to prove anything, Kent. 14% of people know that.

am a bookworm and love reading novels...my favorites are sydney sheldon, danielle steel, john grisham, etc to name a few... i forgot the author's name for the book chicken soup for the soul... oh and JK Rowling of Harry Potter series ;)

Jeph Loeb

J. Michael Straczynski

Arthur C. Clarke

Frank Miller

Ayn Rand

Ray Bradbury

George Orwell

Marv Wolfman

...and the guy below who wrote this novel.

"Everything in this book may be wrong." Illusions: The Adventures of The Reluctant Messiah by Richard Bach

 

 

 

I didn't drink the kool-aid! -- PM

Richards Dawkins. His stuff on Evolutionary biology is great.

Kurt Vonnegut is a favorite in fiction.

 

 

 

I didn't drink the kool-aid! -- PM

I liked Herbert, but Phillip K. Dick is in my opinion untouchable.

Albert Camus... hands down.

The Kite Runner and One Million Splendid Suns are the best books I have read in years.

The future belongs to those who prepare for it today.

Malcolm X

i read novels of Sidney Sheldon,.. i have tried reading Barbara Taylor Bradford as well and Dan Brown..

Gary Larson - Brilliant

Frank herbert - DUNE series - Superb

James Clavell - Great

i like to read SIDNEY SHELTONS novels.i find it quite interesting.

And yes, Gary larson (and Scott McCloud's books)

Fiction: Frank Herbert

Non-Fiction: Malcolm Gladwell (He also has great hair)

gary larson - a cartoonist is an author right???