First thing that comes to mind…
A Tree Grows In Brooklyn
First thing that comes to mind…
A Tree Grows In Brooklyn
The Lord of the Rings. Certainly the one I’ve reread the most, though not as much recently. (The last time I reread it I remember thinking it wasn’t the best book in the world.)
For current rereading probably A Civil Campaign by Lois McMasters Bujold. As always, both thoughtful and great characters combined with a great rom-com storyline.
Mentioned already, but Gone with the Wind (favorite movie, too) and A Prayer for Owen Meany (I think John Irving is our greatest living author). The Cider House Rules is #3.
I have two.
The World According to Garp
The Paper Bag Princess
That used to be my favorite book, but the last time I read it, I thought man, this writer is so pretentious and overly wordy.
The Abandoned by Paul Gallico
@sherpa The Paper Bag Princess is my favorite children’s book.
No way can I choose one.
Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides
The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane by Kate DiCamillo.
Outlander by Diana Gabaldon
One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
The Namesake by Jhumpa Lahiri
The Pearl by John Steinbeck
Michener – Texas
I adore The Paper Bag Princess!
Persuasion
Winnie the Pooh.
Cry, The Beloved Country (by Alan Paton).
A Thousand Splendid Suns.
Another vote for Gone with the Wind. I first read it when I was in 7th grade. I checked it out of the school library on a Friday in January. Then it started snowing and snowing and snowing. We had two weeks of snow days off of school, after having been back in school for just a week or two after Christmas. It was the same time Roots was airing on TV. I spent the days in my room reading GWTW and the evenings watching Roots with my family.
Jane Eyre and To Kill a Mockingbird are tied for second.
I have a similar Gone With the Wind Reading experience. As a kid, I picked it up at the library on a summer day. Brought it home and read it all day into the late night. Could not put it down. I was crying at like 1 in the morning when her mother died and didn’t stop through the rest of the book. So, I basically read it in one very long sitting.
I reread it about 20 years ago as an adult for a book club. Most books I have returned to as an adult have not held up, But, Gone With The Wind did.
I also saw it in the movies as a young teen with my parents. A rare time when it was rereleased in theaters (before it was ever shown on TV). I again cried though about the last hour worth. I still never tire of watching the movie.
Note, I usually never cry at movies or when I read books, so my emotional reaction at the time was unusual for me.