Last night on my train ride home, I saw a young boy reading this:
It's a book about a fly who eats poop (or something...I don't stare at little kids while they read, because that is super WEIRD). In any case, nice going Children's Literature.
Or more specifically, people who've read it (for fun), like to quote it, and apply its teachings to their daily lives. Double specifically if you do it while wearing a business suit. Next time you feel like your life is exactly like "The Art of War" and you feel the need to dispense some ancient Chinese wisdom, please don't. Instead, read a book about suicide and apply THAT to your daily life.