tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747383000169289122023-11-15T10:29:25.558-08:00Online Bookbasirjidan78http://www.blogger.com/profile/12309710641770087998noreply@blogger.comBlogger155125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374738300016928912.post-61066129499110959682020-01-18T15:22:00.000-08:002020-02-10T20:47:35.103-08:00How I Make a Picture<p>Category: Books,Arts & Photography</p><p>How I Make a Picture Details</p><p>In his own words, Rockwell retraces the steps by which he creates his famous paintings, from the moment of inspiration, through the search for perfect models, locations, props, and costumes, to the finished work</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51cVwy%2BKKJL._SS500_.jpg"></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=c00&ebgc=600"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=c00&ebgc=600"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p>Anyone who thinks that what Norman Rockwell did was easy, or that it is not art, with a capital A, needs to read this book. Even given that by this stage of his career he relied heavily on the aid of photographs, and also given that in this book we can see his pictures emerge step-by-step, what Rockwell could do still seems nearly miraculous. Most impressive to me is a series of photos documenting the creation of a charcoal sketch of a cowboy. We see how Rockwell projected a photograph of one of his models onto a sheet of paper, and how he carefully traced all the lines. Easy, right? Then, he went on to utterly transform the tracing into something entirely different from, and entirely more life-like than, the original photo. Any artist working in the area of realism, and especially any artist relying on photographs to achieve that realism, will benefit from this book.</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51cVwy%2BKKJL._SS500_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=c00&ebgc=600"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=c00&ebgc=600"></a></p></center>basirjidan78http://www.blogger.com/profile/12309710641770087998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374738300016928912.post-88778353458514188292020-01-18T14:02:00.000-08:002020-02-10T20:37:36.061-08:00Norman Rockwell and the Saturday Evening Post: The Early Years, the Middle Years, the Later Years<p>Category: Books,Arts & Photography</p><p>Norman Rockwell and the Saturday Evening Post: The Early Years, the Middle Years, the Later Years Details</p><p>This is a stunning collection of Norman Rockwell illustrations from The Saturday Evening Post from 1916-1971. There are 323 treasured Saturday Evening Post covers reproduced in their original full size and full color. Read more</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/61QX6SYD61L._SS500_.jpg"></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p>An older publication you will likely only find used. Nevertheless, its great fun if you like - and who doesn't - Norman Rockwell. The leafs each contain a full-sized replication of the front cover of a Saturday Evening Post showing them exactly as they appeared at the time. Opposite each is a description by the authors, which, collectively, provides a brief history of Rockwell's work and personal lives. You won't be disappointed.</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/61QX6SYD61L._SS500_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a></p></center>basirjidan78http://www.blogger.com/profile/12309710641770087998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374738300016928912.post-29928334260467571842020-01-18T12:55:00.000-08:002020-02-10T20:24:23.432-08:00Norman Rockwell 2019 Wall Calendar<p>Category: Books,Calendars,Arts</p><p>Norman Rockwell 2019 Wall Calendar Details</p><p>An extraordinarily gifted illustrator, Norman Rockwell (American, 1894–1978) began his career at a historic moment when mass-market magazines had begun entering millions of American homes. He went on to illustrate for <em>The Saturday Evening Post</em> for nearly five decades, creating 321 illustrations for its covers alone. Through his warmhearted, humorous, and superbly wrought illustrations, Rockwell created images of an idealized nation peppered with small towns and filled with industrious, down-to-earth folks. His artworks reflected the currents of American life, the way we were, the way we acted, and the way we treated each other. Most importantly, he showed us the way we wanted to be. By the 1940s, Rockwell was considered a national living treasure. Even today, the well-worn adjective <em>Rockwellian</em> signals a lifestyle that continues amidst an ever-changing world. —Judy Goffman Cutler, American Illustrators Gallery, New York City</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/610TymPm%2BbL._SS350_.jpg"></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=3d85c6&ebgc=073763"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=3d85c6&ebgc=073763"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p>What the hell is going on with this calendar!</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/610TymPm%2BbL._SS350_.jpg"> <img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/61DGLWMriuL._SS350_.jpg"> <img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/411FKtCs8YL._SS350_.jpg"> <img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41-BSpEGSPL._SS350_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=3d85c6&ebgc=073763"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=3d85c6&ebgc=073763"></a></p></center>basirjidan78http://www.blogger.com/profile/12309710641770087998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374738300016928912.post-78730282785696133772020-01-18T11:19:00.000-08:002020-02-10T20:09:54.243-08:00A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius<p>Category: Books,Biographies & Memoirs,Arts & Literature</p><p>A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius Details</p><p>Review “A virtuosic piece of writing, a big, daring, manic-depressive stew of a book that noisily announces the debut of a talented—yes, staggeringly talented new writer.” —Michiko Kakutani, The New York Times “ Exhilarating…. Profoundly moving, occasionally angry and often hilarious…. <b>A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius</b> is finally, a finite book of jest, which is why it succeeds so brilliantly.” —The New York Times Book Review “Eggers evokes the terrible beauty of youth like a young Bob Dylan, frothing with furious anger…. He takes us close, shows us as much as he can bear…. His book is a comic and moving witness that transcends and transgresses formal boundaries.” —The Washington Post “[F]unny, wildly intelligent…. What’s consistent throughout is the full-throttle voice: the sensibility of the man who grieves his parents, who safeguards his brother, who knows that his own presence here can walk the line between ‘self-conscious’ and ‘self-devouring.” —The Boston Globe “Eggers crafts something universal here, something raw and real and wonderful that transcends any zeitgeist and manages to deal trenchantly with ‘big issues’ that often prove too daunting for younger writers: mortality, youth the artifice of writing, the Zen of Frisbee. This is a beautifully ragged, laugh-out-loud funny and utterly unforgettable book.” —San Francisco Chronicle Read more From the Inside Flap The literary sensation of the year, a book that redefines both family and narrative for the twenty-first century. A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius is the moving memoir of a college senior who, in the space of five weeks, loses both of his parents to cancer and inherits his eight-year-old brother. Here is an exhilarating debut that manages to be simultaneously hilarious and wildly inventive as well as a deeply heartfelt story of the love that holds a family together. A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius is an instant classic that will be read in paperback for decades to come. The Vintage edition includes a new appendix by the author. Read more About the Author <b>Dave Eggers</b> grew up near Chicago and graduated from the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. He is the founder of McSweeney’s, an independent publishing house in San Francisco that produces books, a quarterly journal of new writing (McSweeney’s Quarterly Concern), and a monthly magazine, The Believer. McSweeney’s publishes Voice of Witness, a nonprofit book series that uses oral history to illuminate human rights crises around the world. In 2002, he co-founded 826 Valencia, a nonprofit youth writing and tutoring center in San Francisco’s Mission District. Sister centers have since opened in seven other American cities under the umbrella of 826 National, and like-minded centers have opened in Dublin, London, Copenhagen, Stockholm, and Birmingham, Alabama, among other locations. Eggers's work has been nominated for the National Book Award, the Pulitzer Prize, and the National Book Critics Circle Award, and has won the Dayton Literary Peace Prize, France’s Prix Médicis, Germany’s Albatross Prize, the National Magazine Award, and the American Book Award. Eggers lives in Northern California with his family. His novels include The Circle, A Hologram for the King, and Heroes of the Frontier. Read more Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. <b>One</b>Through the small tall bathroom window the December yard is gray and scratchy, the trees calligraphic. Exhaust from the dryer billows clumsily out from the house and up, breaking apart while tumbling into the white sky.The house is a factory.I put my pants back on and go back to my mother. I walk down the hall, past the laundry room, and into the family room. I close the door behind me, muffling the rumbling of the small shoes in the dryer, Toph's."Where were you?" my mother says."In the bathroom," I say."Hmph," she says."What?""For fifteen minutes?""It wasn't that long.""It was longer. Was something broken?""No.""Did you fall in?""No.""Were you playing with yourself?""I was cutting my hair.""You were contemplating your navel.""Right. Whatever.""Did you clean up?""Yeah."I had not cleaned up, had actually left hair everywhere, twisted brown doodles drawn in the sink, but knew that my mother would not find out. She could not get up to check.My mother is on the couch. At this point, she does not move from the couch. There was a time, until a few months ago, when she was still up and about, walking and driving, running errands. After that there was a period when she spent most of her time in her chair, the one next to the couch, occasionally doing things, going out, whatnot. Finally she moved to the couch, but even then, for a while at least, while spending most of her time on the couch, every night at 11 p.m. or so, she had made a point of making her way up the stairs, in her bare feet, still tanned brown in November, slow and careful on the green carpet, to my sister's old bedroom. She had been sleeping there for years--the room was pink, and clean, and the bed had a canopy, and long ago she resolved that she could no longer sleep with my father's coughing.But the last time she went upstairs was weeks ago. Now she is on the couch, not moving from the couch, reclining on the couch during the day and sleeping there at night, in her nightgown, with the TV on until dawn, a comforter over her, toe to neck. People know.While reclining on the couch most of the day and night, on her back, my mom turns her head to watch television and turns it back to spit up green fluid into a plastic receptacle. The plastic receptacle is new. For many weeks she had been spitting the green fluid into a towel, not the same towel, but a rotation of towels, one of which she would keep on her chest. But the towel on her chest, my sister Beth and I found after a short while, was not such a good place to spit the green fluid, because, as it turned out, the green fluid smelled awful, much more pungent an aroma than one might expect. (One expects some sort of odor, sure, but this.)And so the green fluid could not be left there, festering and then petrifying on the terry-cloth towels. (Because the green fluid hardened to a crust on the terry-cloth towels, they were almost impossible to clean. So the green-fluid towels were one-use only, and even if you used every corner of the towels, folding and turning, turning and folding, they would only last a few days each, and the supply was running short, even after we plundered the bathrooms, closets, the garage.) So finally Beth procured, and our mother began to spit the green fluid into, a small plastic container which looked makeshift, like a piece of an air-conditioning unit, but had been provided by the hospital and was as far as we knew designed for people who do a lot of spitting up of green fluid. It's a molded plastic receptacle, cream-colored, in the shape of a half-moon, which can be kept handy and spit into. It can be cupped around the mouth of a reclining person, just under the chin, in a way that allows the depositor of green bodily fluids to either raise one's head to spit directly into it, or to simply let the fluid dribble down, over his or her chin, and then into the receptacle waiting below. It was a great find, the half-moon plastic receptacle."That thing is handy, huh?" I ask my mother, walking past her, toward the kitchen."Yeah, it's the cat's meow," she says.I get a popsicle from the refrigerator and come back to the family room.They took my mother's stomach out about six months ago. At that point, there wasn't a lot left to remove--they had already taken out [I would use the medical terms here if I knew them] the rest of it about a year before. Then they tied the [something] to the [something], hoped that they had removed the offending portion, and set her on a schedule of chemotherapy. But of course they didn't get it all. They had left some of it and it had grown, it had come back, it had laid eggs, was stowed away, was stuck to the side of the spaceship. She had seemed good for a while, had done the chemo, had gotten the wigs, and then her hair had grown back--darker, more brittle. But six months later she began to have pain again--Was it indigestion? It could just be indigestion, of course, the burping and the pain, the leaning over the kitchen table at dinner; people have indigestion; people take Tums; Hey Mom, should I get some Tums?--but when she went in again, and they had "opened her up"--a phrase they used--and had looked inside, it was staring out at them, at the doctors, like a thousand writhing worms under a rock, swarming, shimmering, wet and oily--Good God!--or maybe not like worms but like a million little podules, each a tiny city of cancer, each with an unruly, sprawling, environmentally careless citizenry with no zoning laws whatsoever. When the doctor opened her up, and there was suddenly light thrown upon the world of cancer-podules, they were annoyed by the disturbance, and defiant. Turn off. The fucking. Light. They glared at the doctor, each podule, though a city into itself, having one single eye, one blind evil eye in the middle, which stared imperiously, as only a blind eye can do, out at the doctor. Go. The. Fuck. Away.The doctors did what they could, took the whole stomach out, connected what was left, this part to that, and sewed her back up, leaving the city as is, the colonists to their manifest destiny, their fossil fuels, their strip malls and suburban sprawl, and replaced the stomach with a tube and a portable external IV bag. It's kind of cute, the IV bag. She used to carry it with her, in a gray backpack--it's futuristic-looking, like a synthetic ice pack crossed with those liquid food pouches engineered for space travel. We have a name for it. We call it "the bag."My mother and I are watching TV. It's the show where young amateur athletes with day jobs in marketing and engineering compete in sports of strength and agility against male and female bodybuilders. The bodybuilders are mostly blond and are impeccably tanned. They look great. They have names that sound fast and indomitable, names like American cars and electronics, like Firestar and Mercury and Zenith. It is a great show."What is this?" she asks, leaning toward the TV. Her eyes, once small, sharp, intimidating, are now dull, yellow, droopy, strained--the spitting gives them a look of constant exasperation."The fighting show thing," I say."Hmm," she says, then turns, lifts her head to spit."Is it still bleeding?" I ask, sucking on my popsicle."Yeah."We are having a nosebleed. While I was in the bathroom, she was holding the nose, but she can't hold it tight enough, so now I relieve her, pinching her nostrils with my free hand. Her skin is oily, smooth."Hold it tighter," she says."Okay," I say, and hold it tighter. Her skin is hot.Toph's shoes continue to rumble.A month ago Beth was awake early; she cannot remember why. She walked down the stairs, shushing the green carpet, down to the foyer's black slate floor. The front door was open, with only the screen door closed. It was fall, and cold, and so with two hands she closed the large wooden door, click, and turned toward the kitchen. She walked down the hall and into the kitchen, frost spiderwebbed on the corners of its sliding glass door, frost on the bare trees in the backyard. She opened the refrigerator and looked inside. Milk, fruit, IV bags dated for proper use. She closed the refrigerator. She walked from the kitchen into the family room, where the curtains surrounding the large front window were open, and the light outside was white. The window was a bright silver screen, lit from behind. She squinted until her eyes adjusted. As her eyes focused, in the middle of the screen, at the end of the driveway, was my father, kneeling.It's not that our family has no taste, it's just that our family's taste is inconsistent. The wallpaper in the downstairs bathroom, though it came with the house, is the house's most telling decorative statement, featuring a pattern of fifteen or so slogans and expressions popular at the time of its installation. Right On, Neat-O, Outta Sight!--arranged so they unite and abut in intriguing combinations. That-A-Way meets Way Out so that the A in That-A-Way creates A Way Out.The words are hand-rendered in stylized block letters, red and black against white. It could not be uglier, and yet the wallpaper is a novelty that visitors appreciate, evidence of a family with no pressing interest in addressing obvious problems of decor, and also proof of a happy time, an exuberant, fanciful time in American history that spawned exuberant and fanciful wallpaper.The living room is kind of classy, actually--clean, neat, full of heirlooms and antiques, an oriental rug covering the center of the hardwood floor. But the family room, the only room where any of us has ever spent any time, has always been, for better or for worse, the ultimate reflection of our true inclinations. It's always been jumbled, the furniture competing, with clenched teeth and sharp elbows, for the honor of the Most Wrong-looking Object. For twelve years, the dominant chairs were blood orange. The couch of our youth, that which interacted with the orange chairs and white shag carpet, was plaid--green, brown and white. The family room has always had the look of a ship's cabin, wood paneled, with six heavy wooden beams holding, or pretending to hold, the ceiling above. The family room is dark and, save for a general sort of decaying of its furniture and walls, has not changed much in the twenty years we've lived here. The furniture is overwhelmingly brown and squat, like the furniture of a family of bears. There is our latest couch, my father's, long and covered with something like tan-colored velour, and there is the chair next to the couch, which five years ago replaced the bloodoranges, a sofa-chair of brownish plaid, my mother's. In front of the couch is a coffee table made from a cross section of a tree, cut in such a way that the bark is still there, albeit heavily lacquered. We brought it back, many years ago, from California and it, like most of the house's furniture, is evidence of an empathetic sort of decorating philosophy--for aesthetically disenfranchised furnishings we are like the families that adopt troubled children and refugees from around the world--we see beauty within and cannot say no.One wall of the family room was and is dominated by a brick fireplace. The fireplace has a small recessed area that was built to facilitate indoor barbecuing, though we never put it to use, chiefly because when we moved in, we were told that raccoons lived somewhere high in the chimney. So for many years the recessed area sat dormant, until the day, about four years ago, that our father, possessed by the same odd sort of inspiration that had led him for many years to decorate the lamp next to the couch with rubber spiders and snakes, put a fish tank inside. The fish tank, its size chosen by a wild guess, ended up fitting perfectly."Hey hey!" he had said when he installed it, sliding it right in, with no more than a centimeter of give on either side. "Hey hey!" was something he said, and to our ears it sounded a little too Fonzie, coming as it did from a gray-haired lawyer wearing madras pants. "Hey hey!" he would say after such miracles, which were dizzying in their quantity and wonderment--in addition to the Miracle of the Fish-tank Fitting, there was, for example, the Miracle of Getting the TV Wired Through the Stereo for True Stereo Sound, not to mention the Miracle of Running the Nintendo Wires Under the Wall-to-Wall Carpet So as Not to Have the Baby Tripping Over Them All the Time Goddammit. (He was addicted to Nintendo.) To bring attention to each marvel, he would stand before whoever happened to be in the room and, while grinning wildly, grip his hands together in triumph, over one shoulder and then the other, like the Cub Scout who won the Pinewood Derby. Sometimes, for modesty's sake, he would do it with his eyes closed and his head tilted. Did I do that?"Loser," we would say."Aw, screw you," he would say, and go make himself a Bloody Mary.The ceiling in one corner of the living room is stained in concentric circles of yellow and brown, a souvenir from heavy rains the spring before. The door to the foyer hangs by one of its three hinges. The carpet, off-white wall-to-wall, is worn to its core and has not been vacuumed in months. The screen windows are still up--my father tried to take them down but could not this year. The family room's front window faces east, and because the house sits beneath a number of large elms, it receives little light. The light in the family room is not significantly different in the day and the night. The family room is usually dark.I am home from college for Christmas break. Our older brother, Bill, just went back to D.C., where he works for the Heritage Foundation--something to do with eastern European economics, privatization, conversion. My sister is home because she has been home all year--she deferred law school to be here for the fun. When I come home, Beth goes out."Where are you going?" I usually say."Out," she usually says.I am holding the nose. As the nose bleeds and we try to stop it, we watch TV. On the TV an accountant from Denver is trying to climb up a wall before a bodybuilder named Striker catches him and pulls him off the wall. The other segments of the show can be tense--there is an obstacle course segment, where the contestants are racing against each other and also the clock, and another segment where they hit each other with sponge-ended paddles, both of which can be extremely exciting, especially if the contest is a close one, evenly matched and with much at stake--but this part, with the wall climbing, is too disturbing. The idea of the accountant being chased while climbing a wall...no one wants to be chased while climbing a wall, chased by anything, by people, hands grabbing at their ankles as they reach for the bell at the top. Striker wants to grab and pull the accountant down--he lunges every so often at the accountant's legs--all he needs is a good grip, a lunge and a grip and a good yank--and if Striker and his hands do that before the accountant gets to ring the bell...it's a horrible part of the show. The accountant climbs quickly, feverishly, nailing foothold after foothold, and for a second it looks like he'll make it, because Striker is so far below, two people-lengths easily, but then the accountant pauses. He cannot see his next move. The next grip is too far to reach from where he is. So then he actually backs up, goes down a notch to set out on a different path and when he steps down it is unbearable, the suspense. The accountant steps down and then starts up the left side of the wall, but suddenly Striker is there, out of nowhere--he wasn't even in the screen!--and he has the accountant's leg, at the calf, and he yanks and it's over. The accountant flies from the wall (attached by rope of course) and descends slowly to the floor. It's terrible. I won't watch this show again.Mom prefers the show where three young women sit on a pastel-colored couch and recount blind dates that they have all enjoyed or suffered through with the same man. For months, Beth and Mom have watched the show, every night. Sometimes the show's participants have had sex with one another, but use funny words to describe it. And there is the funny host with the big nose and the black curly hair. He is a funny man, and has fun with the show, keeps everything buoyant. At the end the show, the bachelor picks one of the three with whom he wants to go on another date. The host then does something pretty incredible: even though he's already paid for the three dates previously described, and even though he has nothing to gain from doing anything more, he still gives the bachelor and bachelorette money for their next date.Mom watches it every night; it's the only thing she can watch without falling asleep, which she does a lot, dozing on and off during the day. But she does not sleep at night."Of course you sleep at night," I say."I don't," she says."Everyone sleeps at night," I say--this is an issue with me--"even if it doesn't feel like it. The night is way, way too long to stay awake the whole way through. I mean, there have been times when I was pretty sure I had stayed up all night, like when I was sure the vampires from Salem's Lot--do you remember that one, with David Soul and everything? With the people impaled on the antlers? I was afraid to sleep, so I would stay up all night, watching that little portable TV on my stomach, the whole night, afraid to drift off, because I was sure they'd be waiting for just that moment, just when I fell asleep, to come and float up to my window, or down the hall, and bite me, all slow-like. . ."She spits into her half-moon and looks at me."What the hell are you talking about?"In the fireplace, the fish tank is still there, but the fish, four or five of those bug-eyed goldfish with elephantiasis, died weeks ago. The water, still lit from above by the purplish aquarium light, is gray with mold and fish feces, hazy like a shaken snow globe. I am wondering about something. I am wondering what the water would taste like. Like a nutritional shake? Like sewage? I think of asking my mother: What do you think that would taste like? But she will not find the question amusing. She will not answer."Would you check it?" she says, referring to her nose.I let go of her nostrils. Nothing.I watch the nose. She is still tan from the summer. Her skin is smooth, brown. Then it comes, the blood, first in a tiny rivulet, followed by a thick eel, venturing out, slowly. I get a towel and dab it away."It's still coming," I say.Her white blood cell count has been low. Her blood cannot clot properly, the doctor had said the last time this had happened, so, he said, we can have no bleeding. Any bleeding could be the end, he said. Yes, we said. We were not worried. There seemed to be precious few opportunities to draw blood, with her living, as she did, on the couch. I'll keep sharp objects out of proximity, I had joked to the doctor. The doctor did not chuckle. I wondered if he had heard me. I considered repeating it, but then figured that he had probably heard me but had not found it funny. But maybe he didn't hear me. I thought briefly, then, about supplementing the joke somehow, pushing it over the top, so to speak, with the second joke bringing the first one up and creating a sort of one-two punch. No more knife fights, I might say. No more knife throwing, I might say, heh heh. But this doctor does not joke much. Some of the nurses do. It is our job to joke with the doctors and nurses. It is our job to listen to the doctors, and after listening to the doctors, Beth usually asks the doctors specific questions--How often will she have to take that? Can't we just add that to the mix in the IV?--and then we sometimes add some levity with a witty aside. From books and television I knowto do this. One should joke in the face of adversity; there is always humor, we are told. But in the last few weeks, we haven't found much. We have been looking for funny things, but have found very little."I can't get the game to work," says Toph, who has appeared from the basement. Christmas was a week ago, and we got him a bunch of new games for the Sega."What?""I can't get the game to work.""Is it turned on?""Yes.""Is the cartridge plugged all the way in?""Yes.""Turn it off and on again.""Okay," he says, and goes back downstairs.Through the family room window, in the middle of the white-silver screen, my father was in his suit, a gray suit, dressed for work. Beth paused in the entrance between the kitchen and the family room and watched. The trees in the yard across the street were huge, gray-trunked, high-limbed, the short grass on the lawn yellowed, spotted with fall leaves. He did not move. His suit, even with him kneeling, leaning forward, was loose on his shoulders and back. He had lost so much weight. A car went by, a gray blur. She waited for him to get up.You should see the area where her stomach was. It's grown like a pumpkin. Round, bloated. It's odd--they removed the stomach, and some of the surrounding area if I remember correctly, but even with the removal of so much thereabouts, she looks pregnant. You can see it, the bulge, even under the blanket. I'm assuming it's the cancer, but I haven't asked my mother, or Beth. Was it the bloating of the starving child? I don't know. I don't ask questions. Before, when I said that I asked questions, I lied. The nose has at this point been bleeding for about ten minutes. She had had one nosebleed before, two weeks ago maybe, and Beth could not make it stop, so she and Beth had gone to the emergency room. The hospital people had kept her for two days. Her oncologist, who sometimes we liked and sometimes we did not, came and visited and glanced at stainless steel charts and chatted on the side of the bed--he has been her oncologist for many years. They gave her new blood and had monitored her white blood cell count. They had wanted to keep her longer, but she had insisted on going home; she was terrified of being in there, was finished with hospitals, did not want-- She had come out feeling defeated, stripped, and now, safely at home, she did not want to go back. She had made me and Beth promise that she would never have to go back. We had promised. "Okay," we said. "I'm serious," she said. "Okay," we said. I push her forehead as far back as possible. The arm of the couch is soft and pliable. She spits. She is used to the spitting, but still makes strained, soft vomiting noises. "Does it hurt?" I ask. "Does what hurt?" "The spitting." "No, it feels good, stupid." "Sorry." A family walks by outside, two parents, a small child in snowpants and a parka, a stroller. They do not look through our window. It is hard to tell if they know. They might know but are being polite. People know. My mother likes to have the curtains open so she can see the yard and the street. During the day it is often very bright outside, and though the brightness is visible from inside the family room, somehow the light does not travel effectively into the family room, in terms of bringing to the family room any noticeable illumination. I am not a proponent of the curtains being open. Some people know. Of course they know. People know. Everyone knows. Everyone is talking. Waiting. I have plans for them, the nosy, the inquisitive, the pitying, have developed elaborate fantasies for those who would see us as grotesque, pathetic, our situation gossip fodder. I picture strangulations--Tsk tsk, I hear she's- GURGLE!--neck-breakings--what will happen to that poor little bo-CRACK!--I picture kicking bodies as they lie curled on the ground, spitting blood as they--Jesus Christ, Jesus fucking Christ, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!--beg for mercy. I lift them over my head and then bring them down, break them over my knee, their spines like dowels of balsa. Can't you see it? I push offenders into giant vats of acid and watch them struggle, scream as the acid burns, breaks them apart. My hands fly into them, breaking their skin--I pull out hearts and intestines and toss them aside. I do head-crushings, beheadings, some work with baseball bats--the variety and degree of punishment depending on the offender and the offense. Those whom I don't like or my mother doesn't like in the first place get the worst--usually long, drawn-out strangulations, faces of red then purple then mauve. Those I barely know, like the family that just walked by, are spared the worst--nothing personal. I'll run them over with my car. We are both distantly worried about the bleeding nose, my mother and I, but are for the time being working under the assumption that the nose will stop bleeding. While I hold her nose she holds the half-moon receptacle as it rests on the upper portion of her chest, under her chin.Just then I have a great idea. I try to get her to talk funny, the way people talk when their nose is being held. "Please?" I say. "No," she says. "C'mon." "Cut it out." "What?" Read more</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51em6Mq-%2BgL._SS350_.jpg"></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p>I was really uncertain what to expect with this book. There seemed to be a lot of strong reactions, both positive and negative. After finishing the book I understand why so many people seem to despise the book, and why others (like myself) love it.Before even reaching the first page of the novel there is an acknowledgment page, well pages. The acknowledgment section is multiple pages of small print ravings. Eggers explains that you are more than welcome to skip this section. I recommend that you do not. It is long, but it is also humorous and will set the tone for the novel yet to come.A Heartbreaking Work of a Staggering Genius is about as pompously and as self-centered as the title suggests. Eggers is a twenty-something year old who not only has to find his own way in life, he is doing so while coming to terms with death and parenting his younger brother. It can be seen as a coming of age novel where the narrator has to figure out how to live with death. Or, maybe it is a novel about death where the living are brought along as side characters. Either way, the book truly is genius.It is also eccentric. If you are looking for a more traditional narrative structure or a more mature and likable main character, then you will probably passionately hate this novel. If you are looking for something that pushes the envelope, that looks at novel writing as an art form and isn't afraid to show the world in all its gory truth then you will probably love this book as much as I do.</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51em6Mq-%2BgL._SS350_.jpg"> <img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51iuItH8nyL._SS350_.jpg"> <img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41DsWYl5EJL._SS350_.jpg"> <img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/31JsB1n3dzL._SS350_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img 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<img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p></p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41zJUxyXxtL._SS500_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img 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Details</p><p>This book was converted from its physical edition to the digital format by a community of volunteers. You may find it for free on the web. Purchase of the Kindle edition includes wireless delivery.</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41qfW6yf3EL._SS420_.jpg"></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p>The problem with reading an academic book published in 1902 is wondering how much of it has been superseded in the last 114 years.I’m aware of three areas where modern scholars disagree with Pollard’s ideas. One concerns the influence of Cromwell, whom Pollard sees as a marginal entity chiefly known for trying to pack Parliament and urging a disastrous German marriage alliance. Another involves Wolsey, presented as scheming to become Pope and directing foreign policy with little guidance from Henry. The third area deals with Henry’s last war in France. Pollard shrugs it off as merely an attempt to undercut French support to the Scots.Pollard views Henry as “the greatest man to ever sit on the English throne,” a bold and audacious hero who directed the tide of religious revolution in England and saved her from the bloodshed and violence that would have engulfed the country had he not been king. Beside this single, crowning achievement, his many flaws pale--his egotism, ruthlessness, ‘vaulting ambition,’ selfish motives, despotism, and unjust uses of law to eliminate potential threats.Still, Pollard writes with an elegant style that describes in vivid terms the conditions that gave rise to political and religious events in the 16th century, such as the weakened power of the Papacy, continental politics, and the complex dance between Henry and Parliament. Two thirds of the book covers the beginning of the reign through 1529, hovering over the King’s Great Matter before skimming over the last years. The wives are barely mentioned, although it is apparent that Pollard admired Catherine of Aragon and didn’t think much of Anne Boleyn, and Thomas More is scarcely discussed.The conclusion was the most intriguing chapter for me, presenting the view that the English people were partly to blame for Henry’s increasingly tyrannical behavior. They desired above all else material prosperity and domestic stability, and were willing to sacrifice ideals such as justice and liberty to get them. Had they truly objected to Henry’s proposals, they could have vetoed them in Parliament or risen up in protest. That these did not occur proves to Pollard that Henry ruled with the consent of his subjects. Whether modern scrutiny confirms or refutes this view remains a subject for readers to explore.As much as I enjoyed this book, it is perhaps best read as part of the evolution of Henrician scholarship, a stage in our growing understanding of the man and his reign, rather than as a final opinion.</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41qfW6yf3EL._SS420_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a></p></center>basirjidan78http://www.blogger.com/profile/12309710641770087998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374738300016928912.post-1810800958146171152020-01-18T02:40:00.000-08:002020-02-10T18:47:51.617-08:00The Taming of the Shrew (Macmillan Collector's Library)<p>Category: Books,Literature & Fiction,Dramas & Plays</p><p>The Taming of the Shrew (Macmillan Collector's Library) Details</p><p>About the Author William Shakespeare was born in Stratford-upon-Avon, Warwickshire, in 1564. The date of his birth is not known but is traditionally 23 April, St George's Day. Aged 18, he married a Stratford farmer's daughter, Anne Hathaway. They had three children. Around 1585 William joined an acting troupe on tour in Stratford from London, and thereafter spent much of his life in the capital. A member of the leading theatre group in London, the Chamberlain's Men, which built the Globe Theatre and frequently performed in front of Queen Elizabeth I, Shakespeare wrote 36 plays and much poetry besides. He died in 1616. Read more</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51BByFeIeaL._SS420_.jpg"></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=45818e&ebgc=0c343d"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=45818e&ebgc=0c343d"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p>"The Taming of the Shrew" is probably William Shakespeare's second most controversial play -- nobody can figure out if it's misogynistic or a biting double satire on the sexes. Whatever it is, it's still a witty and hilarious comedy that pits the titular "shrew" against a crazy guy determined to browbeat her into traditional subservience... and while they're no Beatrice and Benedick, it is lots of fun.Framing device: a local lord and his hunting party stumble across a drunken tinker, and decide to play an elaborate prank on him. They dress him in rich clothes, arrange fine food for him, and even drag a protesting servant boy in to pretend to be his wife. And they put on a performance for him as well: Baptista Minola has two daughters, the hot-tempered razor-tongued Katharina and the quiet, demure Bianca.Since Bianca is not allowed to marry until Katharina is, her suitors form an alliance to get the elder sister out of the way, which is made more complex when a young student named Luciento falls in love with Bianca, and comes up with a clever plan to woo her. Enter Petruchio, an impoverished nobleman with as sharp a wit as Katharina -- and since he's the only one willing to marry her, her father jumps on the chance. From the very beginning, Petruchio beats her over the head with crazy reverse psychology, a ridiculous wedding ceremony, and a honeymoon from hell.It's often debated whether "The Taming of the Shrew" is a sexist play or not, since the strong-willed, independent Katharina ends up another little obedient wifie, lecturing the other wives on giving their husbands "love, fair looks and true obedience." Blech.But consider: this speech comes from a woman who, after years of intimidating the men around her, has been browbeaten, emotionally abused and humiliated until her boorish hubby finally "breaks" her... not exactly a rousing celebration of "the taming of the shrew," or of Petruchio! If anything, Shakespeare seems to be hinting that women should be subtle about their rebellion (as Bianca is) rather than broadcasting it to the world... and perhaps that is what the "shrew" had really learned.And as usual, Shakespeare wraps the play in delicious wordplay ("You lie, in faith; for you are call'd plain Kate,/And bonny Kate, and sometimes Kate the curst"), weird situations (the ridiculous wedding), and an farcical romantic tangle centering on Bianca. And Shakespeare has some fun with the framing device about Christopher Sly -- while the lord is being a jerk, the whole situation is just so hilarious that it's impossible not to enjoy it.And the characters are pretty fun as well, even when you want to kick them in the backside -- Katharina is delightfully witty, bombastic and very intimidating, and Petruchio is a hilarious, witty jerk who knows just how to counter her. Bianca seems like a subservient doormat at first, but Shakespeare hints that (in her own way) she's just as rebellious as Katharina, unbeknownst to her clownish admirers and her worn-out dad."The Taming of the Shrew" seems like a pretty offensive piece until you see all the little barbs sticking out of the surface. Really uncomfortable, and truly brilliant.</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51BByFeIeaL._SS420_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=45818e&ebgc=0c343d"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=45818e&ebgc=0c343d"></a></p></center>basirjidan78http://www.blogger.com/profile/12309710641770087998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374738300016928912.post-50209979523521048142020-01-18T01:02:00.000-08:002020-02-10T18:34:47.777-08:00Stanislavski produces Othello<p>Category: Books</p><p>Stanislavski produces Othello Details</p><p></p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41UNSzVZUQL._SS500_.jpg"></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p></p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41UNSzVZUQL._SS500_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a></p></center>basirjidan78http://www.blogger.com/profile/12309710641770087998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374738300016928912.post-61136717188646958142020-01-17T23:43:00.000-08:002020-02-10T18:21:48.142-08:00Life<p>Category: Books,Biographies & Memoirs,Memoirs</p><p>Life Details</p><p>Bei den Rolling Stones erschuf Keith Richards die Songs, die die Welt veränderten. Sein Leben ist purer Rock'n'Roll. Jetzt endlich erzählt er selbst seine atemberaubende Geschichte inmitten eines "crossfire hurricane". Und er tut dies mit einer entwaffnenden Ehrlichkeit, die bis heute sein Markenzeichen geblieben ist. Die Geschichte, auf die wir alle gewartet haben - unverwechselbar, kompromisslos und authentisch: Wie er als Kind in England die Platten von Chuck Berry und Muddy Waters rauf und runter hörte. Wie er Gitarre lernte und mit Mick Jagger und Brian Jones die bis heute größte Rockband aller Zeiten gründete - die Rolling Stones. Er berichtet von dem frühen Ruhm und den berüchtigten Drogen-Razzien, die ihm sein Image als ewiger Rebell und Volksheld einbrachten. Wie er die unsterblichen Riffs zu Songs wie "Jumpin' Jack Flash" oder "Honky Tonk Women" erfand. Die Beziehung mit Anita Pallenberg und der tragische Tod von Brian Jones. Die Flucht vor der Steuerfahndung nach Frankreich, die legendären Konzerte und Tourneen in den USA. Isolation und Sucht. Die Liebe zu Patti Hansen. Streitereien mit Mick Jagger und die anschließende Versöhnung. Heirat, Familie, die Soloalben und die Xpensive Winos - und das, was am Ende bleibt.</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/510YzenmljL._SS420_.jpg"></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=45818e&ebgc=0c343d"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=45818e&ebgc=0c343d"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p>Accidentally purchased the German version. Not good. I speak English. Read carefully before purchasing. I have purchased the audio book in English; and I am enjoying the narration.</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/510YzenmljL._SS420_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=45818e&ebgc=0c343d"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=45818e&ebgc=0c343d"></a></p></center>basirjidan78http://www.blogger.com/profile/12309710641770087998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374738300016928912.post-25055542764113523942020-01-17T22:07:00.000-08:002020-02-10T18:08:47.825-08:00All Access: The Rock 'n' Roll Photography of Ken Regan<p>Category: Books,Arts & Photography,Music</p><p>All Access: The Rock 'n' Roll Photography of Ken Regan Details</p><p>About the Author Keith Richards is a guitarist, vocalist, songwriter, and cofounder of the Rolling Stones. He has released solo albums with his band, The X-Pensive Winos. He lives in Connecticut with his wife, Patti Hansen. Read more</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51gYO7yejfL._SS350_.jpg"></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=45818e&ebgc=0c343d"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=45818e&ebgc=0c343d"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p>This book was everything I had hoped it would be. I LOVED it. I wish I had paid the 20 dollars extra at Barnes and Noble to get the book in time for Christmas instead of saving 20 dollars and getting it it in time for Mardi Gras. The wait was ridiculously long</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51gYO7yejfL._SS350_.jpg"> <img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51CoBRAHizL._SS350_.jpg"> <img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51oTXzd3ANL._SS350_.jpg"> <img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41n%2B3cjcNOL._SS350_.jpg"> <img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51C7eyXizBL._SS350_.jpg"> <img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41Re5eoHLnL._SS350_.jpg"> <img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/410TGjCg-lL._SS350_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=45818e&ebgc=0c343d"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=45818e&ebgc=0c343d"></a></p></center>basirjidan78http://www.blogger.com/profile/12309710641770087998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374738300016928912.post-27038180786793660692020-01-17T20:34:00.000-08:002020-02-10T17:55:39.944-08:00La comédie des erreurs (augmenté, annoté et illustré) (Shakespeare t. 3) (French Edition)<p>Category: Kindle Store,Kindle eBooks,Humor & Entertainment</p><p>La comédie des erreurs (augmenté, annoté et illustré) (Shakespeare t. 3) (French Edition) Details</p><p>La Comédie des erreurs (The Comedy of Errors) est une pièce de théâtre écrite par William Shakespeare entre 1592 et 1594.C'est la pièce la plus courte de Shakespeare et la plus farcesque. L'intrigue est basée en partie sur des calembours et jeux de mots, et le reste sur des quiproquos. De plus c'est une des seules pièces de Shakespeare, avec "La Tempête", à respecter la règle des trois unités.On ne connait pas la date exacte de la création, mais une représentation de la Nuit des erreurs (certainement la même pièce) est répertoriée à la date du 28 décembre 1594 dans le registre du Gray's Inn Hall (Inns of Court).</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41TgU%2BCYtsL._SS420_.jpg"></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=a64d79&ebgc=4c1130"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=a64d79&ebgc=4c1130"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p></p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41TgU%2BCYtsL._SS420_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=a64d79&ebgc=4c1130"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=a64d79&ebgc=4c1130"></a></p></center>basirjidan78http://www.blogger.com/profile/12309710641770087998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374738300016928912.post-13276628377405304292020-01-17T19:32:00.000-08:002020-02-10T17:42:30.324-08:00Come vi piace [Annotated e con indice attivo] (Italian Edition)<p>Category: Kindle Store,Kindle eBooks,Literature & Fiction</p><p>Come vi piace [Annotated e con indice attivo] (Italian Edition) Details</p><p>Come vi piace (As You Like It), a volte tradotto Come vi piaccia, è una commedia pastorale in cinque atti di Shakespeare, scritta, in versi e in prosa, tra il 1599 e i primi mesi del 1600 e pubblicata per la prima volta nel First folio nel 1623. L'opera era basata sul romanzo Rosalynde di Thomas Lodge. La data della prima rappresentazione è incerta, anche è possibile che si sia svolta nel 1603 a Wilton House. Come vi piace segue la vicenda dell'eroina Rosalinda mentre fugge dalle persecuzioni della corte di suo zio e si innamora nella Foresta di Arden. Le reazioni della critica sono cambiate durante i secoli: mentre alcuni critici ritengono che l'opera non sia all'altezza di altri lavori di Shakespeare, altri pensano che la commedia sia un lavoro di gran qualità.</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51utJwLiARL._SS420_.jpg"></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p></p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51utJwLiARL._SS420_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a></p></center>basirjidan78http://www.blogger.com/profile/12309710641770087998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374738300016928912.post-15361522374719858952020-01-17T18:04:00.000-08:002020-02-10T17:29:31.969-08:00Coriolano [Ilustrado] [Com índice ativo] (Portuguese Edition)<p>Category: Kindle Store,Kindle eBooks,Literature & Fiction</p><p>Coriolano [Ilustrado] [Com índice ativo] (Portuguese Edition) Details</p><p>Versão otimizada para Kindle. Perfeita e bonita formatação, navegação funcional entre as partes da obra. Com ilustrações. *** Lançamento da 2. Edição Março/2015 - Novo formato EPUB3, revisão e correção ortográfica, novas ilustrações com descrição. Caio Márcio Coriolano, um general romano temido e reverenciado, está em desacordo com a cidade de Roma e seus cidadãos. Impulsionado a ocupar a poderosa e cobiçada posição de cônsul por sua mãe controladora e ambiciosa, Volúmnia, ele não está disposto a agradar às massas cujos votos ele precisa para assegurar o cargo. Quando o povo recusa a apoiá-lo, a raiva de Coriolano gera um protesto que culmina em sua expulsão de Roma. O herói banido se alia então ao seu inimigo declarado Tulus Aufidio para vingar-se da cidade.NOTA: A LL Library tem o forte compromisso de manter suas publicações na melhor qualidade. Em caso problemas de qualquer natureza, especialmente na qualidade/formatação dos textos, favor informar-nos em editores@lllibrary.com, que procederemos com a imediata correção.</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/61Ne27MzD9L._SS420_.jpg"></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=45818e&ebgc=0c343d"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=45818e&ebgc=0c343d"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p></p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/61Ne27MzD9L._SS420_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=45818e&ebgc=0c343d"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=45818e&ebgc=0c343d"></a></p></center>basirjidan78http://www.blogger.com/profile/12309710641770087998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374738300016928912.post-61432376076250704872020-01-17T16:59:00.000-08:002020-02-10T17:16:22.788-08:00Roméo et Juliette. (Annoté) (French Edition)<p>Category: Kindle Store,Kindle eBooks,Foreign Languages</p><p>Roméo et Juliette. (Annoté) (French Edition) Details</p><p>SAMSONGrégoire, sur ma parole, nous ne supporterons pas leurs brocards.GRÉGOIRENon, nous ne sommes pas gens à porter le brocart.SAMSONJe veux dire que, s’ils nous mettent en colère, nous allongeons le couteau.GRÉGOIREOui, mais prends garde qu’on ne t’allonge le cou tôt ou tard.SAMSONJe frappe vite quand on m’émeut.GRÉGOIREMais tu es lent à t’émouvoir.SAMSONUn chien de la maison de Montague m’émeut.GRÉGOIREQui est ému, remue ; qui est vaillant, tient ferme ; conséquemment, si tu es ému, tu lâches pied. SAMSONQuand un chien de cette maison-là m’émeut, je tiens ferme. Je suis décidé à prendre le haut du pavé sur tous les Montagues, hommes ou femmes.Inclus dans ce numéro:- Une biographie complète de William Shakespeare- Un indice de lien direct aux chapitres</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41KYZAOM6JL._SS420_.jpg"></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=c00&ebgc=600"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=c00&ebgc=600"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p></p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41KYZAOM6JL._SS420_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=c00&ebgc=600"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=c00&ebgc=600"></a></p></center>basirjidan78http://www.blogger.com/profile/12309710641770087998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374738300016928912.post-869836862398699002020-01-17T15:27:00.000-08:002020-02-10T17:03:20.129-08:00Macbeth (Emozioni senza tempo Vol. 330) (Italian Edition)<p>Category: Kindle Store,Kindle eBooks,Foreign Languages</p><p>Macbeth (Emozioni senza tempo Vol. 330) (Italian Edition) Details</p><p>L'ambizione è il tema principale del Macbeth (insieme all'omicidio). L'ambizione, senza il controllo della morale fa perdere di vista la realtà che diventa baratro. Macbeth è un valoroso, ma decide, per soddisfare la sua ambizione di diventare re, di uccidere Duncan, il re in carica. L'ambizione di Macbeth nasce dalla profezia delle streghe che gli predicono che diventerà re. Una volta che Macbeth e sua moglie divengono re e regina, le loro coscienze non reggeranno il peso dell'atto compiuto e si ritroveranno in una sorta di incubo fatto di apparizione di spiriti, paure, rimorsi. All'interno - come in tutti i volumi Fermento - gli "Indicatori" per consentire al lettore un agevole viaggio dentro il libro.</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41HsQK83LKL._SS420_.jpg"></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=e69138&ebgc=783f04"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=e69138&ebgc=783f04"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p></p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41HsQK83LKL._SS420_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=e69138&ebgc=783f04"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=e69138&ebgc=783f04"></a></p></center>basirjidan78http://www.blogger.com/profile/12309710641770087998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374738300016928912.post-60918301531365955382020-01-17T13:55:00.000-08:002020-02-10T16:50:18.128-08:00Antonio e Cleopatra (Classici della letteratura e narrativa senza tempo) (Italian Edition)<p>Category: Books,Arts & Photography,Performing Arts</p><p>Antonio e Cleopatra (Classici della letteratura e narrativa senza tempo) (Italian Edition) Details</p><p>fortemente ricambiato, Antonio trascura i suoi doveri verso le faccende politiche di Roma e verso la moglie Fulvia. Alla fine Antonio e Cleopatra moriranno entrambi togliendosi la vita e proprio questo gesto estremo renderà eterni i due personaggi e il loro amore. Questo dramma storico è il confronto tra due mondi: quello pragmatico occidentale e quello spirituale orientale. All'interno - come in tutti i volumi Fermento - gli "Indicatori" per consentire al lettore un agevole viaggio dentro il libro.</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/517sN6n0qsL._SS420_.jpg"></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=e69138&ebgc=783f04"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=e69138&ebgc=783f04"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p></p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/517sN6n0qsL._SS420_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=e69138&ebgc=783f04"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=e69138&ebgc=783f04"></a></p></center>basirjidan78http://www.blogger.com/profile/12309710641770087998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374738300016928912.post-14529170153140987942020-01-17T12:47:00.000-08:002020-02-10T16:37:09.919-08:00Lucrèce – suivi d'annexes: Nouvelle édition 2019 (French Edition)<p>Category: Books,Literature & Fiction,Dramas & Plays</p><p>Lucrèce – suivi d'annexes: Nouvelle édition 2019 (French Edition) Details</p><p>Nouvelle édition 2019 sans DRM de <b>Lucrèce</b> de <b>William Shakespeare</b> augmentée d'annexes (Biographie). <b>ERGONOMIE AMÉLIORÉE</b> :L'ouvrage a été spécifiquement mis en forme pour votre liseuse.- Naviguez par simple clic de chapitre à chapitre ou de livre à livre.- Accédez instantanément à la table des matières hyperliée globale.- Une table des matières est placée également au début de chaque titre.<b>A PROPOS DE L'ÉDITEUR</b> : Les éditions Arvensa sont les leaders de la littérature classique numérique.Leur objectif est de vous faire connaître les oeuvres des grands auteurs de la littérature classique en langue française à un prix abordable tout en vous fournissant la meilleure expérience de lecture sur votre liseuse.Tous les titres sont produits avec le plus grand soin. Le service qualité des éditions Arvensa s’engage à vous répondre dans les 48h.</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41C1ahx51lL._SS420_.jpg"></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p></p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41C1ahx51lL._SS420_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a></p></center>basirjidan78http://www.blogger.com/profile/12309710641770087998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374738300016928912.post-29886469419235612372020-01-17T11:41:00.000-08:002020-02-10T16:24:04.203-08:00Ricardo III (Portuguese Edition)<p>Category: Kindle Store,Kindle eBooks,Literature & Fiction</p><p>Ricardo III (Portuguese Edition) Details</p><p>Ricardo III é uma das peças históricas de William Shakespeare e narra um pedaço da história da Inglaterra. Encenada pela primeira vez entre 1592 e 1593, com enorme sucesso, se passa no final da Guerra das Rosas (1455-1485), conflito sucessório pelo trono da Inglaterra ocorrido entre 1455 e 1485 que coloca em choque político os dois ramos da dinastia Planta­geneta: a Casa Real de York e a Casa Real de Lan­caster. A peça oferece uma visão rica dos bastidores políticos no que se refere à imoralidade e à ambição desmesurada para chegar ao poder. Ricardo, Duque de Gloucester – que de fato governou a Inglaterra de 1483 a 1485 –, não sente remorso algum ao eliminar seus adversários, tramando complôs, traindo familiares e casando-se por interesse com o único fim de chegar ao trono. Shakespeare retratou Ricardo III exagerando-lhe as características físicas de feiúra e sua maldade pessoal, criando um vilão fascinante aos olhos do leitor. Além disso, os diálogos elaborados pelo autor no fim do século XVI chegam ao século XXI, por meio desta tradução, em toda a sua força, carregados de maldades, ressentimentos e ódios à flor da pele, legítimos duelos verbais.</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51b8LQ1BrzL._SS420_.jpg"></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=3d85c6&ebgc=073763"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=3d85c6&ebgc=073763"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p></p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51b8LQ1BrzL._SS420_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=3d85c6&ebgc=073763"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=3d85c6&ebgc=073763"></a></p></center>basirjidan78http://www.blogger.com/profile/12309710641770087998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374738300016928912.post-60844151503037900932020-01-17T10:39:00.000-08:002020-02-10T16:10:52.609-08:00SmartPass Audio Education Study Guide to Hamlet (Dramatised)<p>Category: Books,Arts & Photography,Performing Arts,Theater</p><p>SmartPass Audio Education Study Guide to Hamlet (Dramatised) Details</p><p>Full-cast, unabridged performance with comprehensive commentary and analysis for any student to fully understand and appreciate the play. Universally accepted as Shakespeare's finest play, we peel back the layers of Hamlet to discover how and why it deserves such a place of honour in world literature.</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51VBAnb4z5L._SS500_.jpg"></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p></p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51VBAnb4z5L._SS500_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=6aa84f&ebgc=274e13"></a></p></center>basirjidan78http://www.blogger.com/profile/12309710641770087998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374738300016928912.post-79529515316589878162020-01-17T09:03:00.000-08:002020-02-10T15:57:44.962-08:00COMME IL VOUS PLAIRA. (Annoté) (French Edition)<p>Category: Kindle Store,Kindle eBooks,Foreign Languages</p><p>COMME IL VOUS PLAIRA. (Annoté) (French Edition) Details</p><p>Après avoir vu dans Timon d’Athènes un misanthrope farouche, qui fuit dans un désert où il ne cesse de maudire les hommes et d’entretenir la haine qu’il leur a jurée, nous allons faire connaissance avec un ami de la solitude, d’une mélancolie plus douce, qui se permet quelques traits de satire, mais qui plus souvent se contente de la plainte, et critique le monde, inspiré par le seul regret de ne l’avoir pas trouvé meilleur. Retiré dans les bois pour y rêver au doux murmure des ruisseaux et au bruissement du feuillage, Jacques pourrait dire de lui-même comme un poëte de nos jours qui oublie de temps en temps ses sombres dédains : I love not man the less, but nature more. (CHILDE HAROLD, chant IV.)Je n’aime pas moins l’homme, mais j’aime davantage la nature.Jacques a jadis joui des plaisirs de la société ; mais il est désabusé de toutes ses vanités : c’est un personnage tout à fait contemplatif ; il pense et ne fait rien, dit Hazlit. C’est le prince des philosophes nonchalants ; sa seule passion, c’est la pensée.Inclus dans ce numéro:- Une biographie complète de William Shakespeare- Un indice de lien direct aux chapitres</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41mxMmXm5cL._SS420_.jpg"></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=3d85c6&ebgc=073763"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=3d85c6&ebgc=073763"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p></p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41mxMmXm5cL._SS420_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=3d85c6&ebgc=073763"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=3d85c6&ebgc=073763"></a></p></center>basirjidan78http://www.blogger.com/profile/12309710641770087998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374738300016928912.post-87023714856003206662020-01-17T07:46:00.000-08:002020-02-10T15:44:34.940-08:00Henry IV (Complete Plays)<p>Category: Kindle Store,Kindle eBooks,Arts & Photography</p><p>Henry IV (Complete Plays) Details</p><p>Henry IV, Part 1 is a history play by William Shakespeare, believed to have been written no later than 1597. It is the second of Shakespeare's tetralogy that deals with the successive reigns of Richard II, Henry IV (2 plays), and Henry V. Henry IV, Part 1 depicts a span of history that begins with Hotspur's battle at Homildon against the Douglas late in 1402 and ends with the defeat of the rebels at Shrewsbury in the middle of 1403. From the start it has been an extremely popular play both with the public and the critics.Henry IV, Part 2 is a history play by William Shakespeare, believed written between 1596 and 1599. It is the third part of a tetralogy, preceded by Richard II and Henry IV, Part 1 and succeeded by Henry V.</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41Z%2BGIKRMLL._SS420_.jpg"></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=a64d79&ebgc=4c1130"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=a64d79&ebgc=4c1130"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p></p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41Z%2BGIKRMLL._SS420_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=a64d79&ebgc=4c1130"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=a64d79&ebgc=4c1130"></a></p></center>basirjidan78http://www.blogger.com/profile/12309710641770087998noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374738300016928912.post-49976387622220095962020-01-17T06:18:00.000-08:002020-02-10T15:31:36.784-08:00Pericles (Discover Primary & Early Years)<p>Category: Kindle Store,Kindle eBooks,Literature & Fiction</p><p>Pericles (Discover Primary & Early Years) Details</p><p>Adapted for The National Theatre by Carl Heap 'The world to me is like a lasting storm' An exciting tale of shipwrecks and magic, villains and heroes, and a child's fight for survival in a foreign land. Join Pericles on his epic travels of adventure and discovery. Primary Classics, produced by the National Theatre's Discover programme, aims to introduce children aged 7 to 11 to Shakespeare. This version of Pericles, adapted and originally directed by Carl Heap, preserves the core of Shakespeare's plot, retains the original langauge, yet is presented very much with the target age group in mind. Carl Heap's introduction will help readers, teachers and practitioners alike to imagine or produce their own version.</p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41dDPlkh8bL._SS420_.jpg"></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=a64d79&ebgc=4c1130"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=a64d79&ebgc=4c1130"></a></p></center><p><u>Reviews</u></p><p></p><center><p><img src="https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/41dDPlkh8bL._SS420_.jpg"> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""></p><p><a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Download&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=a64d79&ebgc=4c1130"></a> <a target="_blank" href="https://dons.ovh/copie-gratuite"> <img src="https://dabuttonfactory.com/button.png?t=Read+Online&f=Calibri-Bold&ts=24&tc=fff&tshs=1&tshc=000&hp=20&vp=8&c=5&bgt=gradient&bgc=a64d79&ebgc=4c1130"></a></p></center>basirjidan78http://www.blogger.com/profile/12309710641770087998noreply@blogger.com0