Yes, I’m starting yet another thread. 
What with all the fire and bile and lightning bolts whizzing around our heads around here, I thought I’d start a thread about something positive, if for no other reason than to prove that I didn’t just come here to start trouble.
So I’d like to ask people for their stories about art that has changed you. What really moved you? What made you think in a different way? What was just so damned good it made you feel fantastic?
My own tale : The novel Childhood’s End, by Arthur C. Clarke. I’m still not sure why, but the first time that I read that book, it left me emotionally devastated for many days afterward. Something about that book, and its themes of a generation born to be the next evolutionary step of humanity and the generation before, left behind as their children reached for the stars, went deep, deep inside me and stirred me up so that for the time right after reading it, I honestly did not know which way was up, emotionally speaking. It was so beautiful and so heartbreaking, magnificent and tragic and wonderful and terrible, that it took a long time for me to find my bearings again.
Even reading it again, years later, I still felt deeply moved. The book had stirred up the mud in the bottom of the lake of my soul, and the landscape was pretty different when it all settled again.
Well, that’s my story. What’s yours?