The Children of Men - P.D. James This novel seriously freaked me out when I read it, because at the time, I didn't care so much to bring children into this world that I had then hated so much. Not only did this novel take me on a very disturbing ride of the death of humanity by way of complete sterility, was the reactions of people, how their worldviews would veer off in strange ways. Suicides were all very well, but I enjoyed the other ways that the mind can take even more. What's more, this novel even had the effect of changing my mind about my life up to that point. Sure, it happens to people all the time, right? I wanted children. I hadn't wanted children before this point. Very big life choice, no? Maybe it says more about me than the novel. I don't really know. It did surprise the hell out of me though. :)