A Tale of Two Cities, for the umpteenth time. The beginning is an overdramatized soap opera, the middle a mediocre section, but the end shows Dickens' true genius in the use of pathos.
Inferno by Dante Alighieri. I'm about half way through it. So far, it's about a tie between that and The Epic of Gilgamesh for the best book I've ever read.
I finished Fight Club and I thought it was better than the movie rendition (it's different), and I'm going to read Play Like You Mean It by Jets Head Coach Rex Ryan soon.