Eski Yunan’da, ?air Homeros’un yazd??? varsay?lan büyük bir destand?r. Bir ba?ka Homeros destan? olan ?deysseia ile birlikte, bat? edebiyat?n?n en eski ?rne?i ve tüm zamanlar?n en güzel ?iirlerinden say?l?r. Hem ?lyada hem de Oysseisa, Truva Sava?? ve bu sava?ta yer alan insanlarla ilgili s?ylenceleri dile getiren, ko?ukla yaz?lm?? destanlard?r. Tarih?iler Yunanistan’tandaki Akhalar ile Bat? Anadolu’da ya?am?? olan Truval?lar aras?ndaki bu sava??n yakla??k I.O. 1199’da ge?ti?i g?rü?ündedir. Akhalar’?n Truva’y? ku?atmalar?n?n ise 10 y?l sürdü?ü san?lmaktad?r. Bu konuda o kadar ?ok ?ykü ve s?ylence vard?r ki, hangisinin ger?ek hangisinin uydurma oldu?unu bilme olana?? yoktur. Yunanca’da Truva’n?n bir ad?n?n da ?lios olmas?ndan dolay? Homeros’un destan? ?lyada ad?n? ald?. Homeros, ya?ad??? d?nemde herkesin bu ?yküyü bildi?ini dü?ünerek, Truva ku?atmas?n? ba?tan sona anlatmaz; sava??n 10. y?l?nda sadece d?rt gün i?inde ge?en olaylar? anlat?r. Sava? neredeyse bitmek üzeredir. Truva efsanesinin bu b?lümü "As?l’?n ?fkesi" olarak bilinir. ?lyada’n?n ?yküsü: Kral Agamemnon, Truva Sava?? s?ras?nda Akhalar’?n ba?komutan?yd?. Kral?n en yi?it ve bas?na buyruk sava???s? olan As?l, kimseye boyun e?meden, kendi bildi?ince hareket ediyordu. As?l’?n sava?ta ka??rd??? Briseis ad?nda Truvali bir k?z yüzünden As?l ile Agamemnon aras?nda anla?mazl?k ??kt?. Tutsa?? olan bir k?z? babas?na geri vermeye raz? olan Agamemnon, onun yerine As?l’?n sevdi?i Briseis’i istiyordu. Agamemnon’a boyun e?mek zorunda kalan As?l, k?z? ona verdi. Ne var ki, h?rs?n? alamayarak sava?tan ?ekildi. Agamemnon’u cezaland?rmas? i?in, deniz tanr??as? olan annesi Theti?’i ?a??rd?. Theti?, tanr?lar?n kral? Zeus’tan yard?m istedi. B?ylece ?ok ge?meden yaln?zca As?l ve Agamemnon de?il, tanr? ve tanr??alarda kavgaya kar??t?. Tanr?lar?n ise kar??mas? Yunan askerlerini tela?land?rd?. Agamemnon, g?rdü?ü bir dü?e aldanarak, ordusuna art?k Yunanistan’a d?nülece?ini bildirdi. Askerlerin Truva’y? ele ge?irmeden d?nmek istemeyeceklerini sanarken, onlar?n gitmeye can att?klar?n? g?rmek onu dü? k?r?kl???na u?ratt?. Yunanl? komutanlar orduyu yeniden sava? düzenine sokmakta gü?lük ?ektiler. Bütün bu olaylar Yunan ordusunun sava? gücünü ve birli?ini zay?flatm??t?. ?ki ordu aras?nda sava? yeniden ba?larken, Paris’in karde?i Hektor, sava??n nedeni Paris’in Sparta Kral? Menelaos’un kar?s? Helen ‘i ka??rmas? oldu?una g?re, anla?mazl???n Paris ile Menelaos aras?nda d?vü?le ??zümlenmesini ?nerdi. Bu d?vü?te tam Paris yenilecekken, annesi olan tanr??a Afrodit onu son anda ka??rarak kurtard?. B?ylece ordular aras?nda bir kez daha sava? ba?lad?.

Anna Karenina (in russo: Aнна Каренина) è un romanzo di Lev Tolstoj che fu pubblicato per la prima volta nel 1877. Considerato un capolavoro del realismo, l'autore trasse ispirazione da "I racconti di Belkin" dello scrittore e poeta russo Aleksandr Sergeevi? Pu?kin. Sebbene la maggior parte della critica russa stroncasse il romanzo fin dalla prima pubblicazione, definendolo ?un romanzo frivolo dell'alta società?, secondo lo scrittore russo F?dor Michajlovi? Dostoevskij ?Anna Karenina in quanto opera d'arte è la perfezione... e niente della letteratura europea della nostra epoca può esserle paragonato?. La sua opinione fu condivisa da Vladimir Vladimirovi? Nabokov, che lo definì ?il capolavoro assoluto della letteratura del XIX secolo?.

Nuova edizione illustrata con i disegni originali di Alec Ball, Frederic Dorr Steele, Knott e T. V. McCarthy. "La scomparsa di Lady Frances Carfax" è uno dei 56 racconti di Sherlock Holmes scritto dall'autore britannico Arthur Conan Doyle, inizialmente pubblicato nelle riviste American Magazine e The Strand Magazine e in seguito parte di una raccolta di otto racconti pubblicata come libro con il titolo di ""Il suo ultimo saluto: alcune reminiscenze di Sherlock Holmes"", in alcune edizioni intitolato ""L'ultimo saluto di Sherlock Holmes"". ? uno dei pochi racconti in cui per gran parte della trama Watson deve agire da solo e cerca di fare del suo meglio con Holmes posto in secondo piano. Sir Arthur Ignatius Conan Doyle (Edimburgo, 22 maggio 1859 – Crowborough, 7 luglio 1930) è stato uno scrittore scozzese, considerato, insieme ad Edgar Allan Poe, il fondatore di due generi letterari: il giallo e il fantastico. In particolare è il capostipite del sottogenere noto come giallo deduttivo, reso famoso dal personaggio dell'investigatore Sherlock Holmes. La produzione dello scrittore tuttavia spazia dal romanzo d'avventura alla fantascienza, dal soprannaturale ai temi storici. Altre edizioni Disponibile anche in inglese e in edizione bilingue con testo inglese a fronte, specifica per tablet (il testo originale e la traduzione vengono visualizzati su due colonne affiancate).

LET us now go to Switzerland, and see its wonderful mountains, whose steep, rocky sides are covered with trees. We will climb up to the fields of snow, and then make our way down to the grassy valleys, with their countless streams and rivulets, impetuously rushing to lose themselves in the sea. The sunshine is hot in the narrow valley; the snow becomes firm and solid, and in the course of time it either descends as an avalanche, or creeps along as a glacier. ??THERE are two of these glaciers in the valleys below the Schreckhorn and the Wetterhorn, near the long village of Grindelwald. They are a remarka-ble sight, and therefore many travelers from all countries come in the summer to visit them: they come over the high mountains covered with snow, they traverse the deep valleys; and to do this they must climb, hour after hour, leaving the valley far beneath them, till they see it as if they were in an air-balloon. ??The clouds hang above them like thick mists over the mountains, and the sun's rays make their way through the openings between the clouds to where the brown houses lie spread, lighting up some chance spot with a vivid green. Below, the stream foams and blusters; but above it murmurs and ripples, and looks like a band of silver hanging down the side of the rock.??On either side of the path up the mountain lie wooden houses. Each house has its little plot of potatoes; and this they all require, for there are many children, and they all have good appetites. The children come out to meet every stranger, whether walking or riding, and ask him to buy their carved wooden ch?lets, made like the houses they live in. Be it fine or be it wet, the children try to sell their carvings.??About twenty years since you might have seen one little boy standing apart from the others, but evidently very desirous to dispose of his wares. He looked grave and sad, and held his little tray tightly with both hands as if he was afraid of losing it. This serious look and his small size caused him to be much noticed by travelers, who often called him and purchased many of his toys, though he did not know why he was so favored. His grandfather lived two miles off among the mountains, where he did his carving. He had a cabinet full of the things he had made. ??There were nut-crackers, knives and forks, boxes carved with leaves and chamois, and many toys for children; but little Rudy cared for nothing so much as for an old gun, hanging from a rafter in the ceiling, for his grandfather had told him it should be his own when he was big enough to know how to use it.

Half way up the side of a tall tree there was a round hole in the trunk. The hole was lined with soft, dried leaves, and bits of white, fluffy cotton, from the milkweed plant. And, if you looked very carefully at the hole, you might see, peering from it, a little head, like that of a very small kitten, and a pair of very bright eyes.??But it was not a kitten that looked from the little hole in the trunk of the tree. Kitties can climb trees, but they do not like to live in them. They would rather have a warm place behind the stove, with a nice saucer of milk.??Now if I tell you that the little creatures who lived in this hole-nest had big, fluffy tails, and that they could sit up on their hind legs, and eat nuts, I am sure you can guess what they were.??Squirrels! That’s it! In the nest, half way up the big tree in the woods, lived a family of gray squirrels, and I am going to tell you about them, or, rather, more particularly, about one of the little girl squirrels whose name was Slicko.

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When Francie and Colt Hart drive past an abandoned 150-year-old farmhouse in rural Pennsylvania, they both fall head-over-heels in love with it -- but for entirely different reasons. Colt, an ambitious, hard-charging stock trader, sees it as a potential showcase for his wealth. Francie, long dependent on antidepressants, hopes it will inspire her to resume the literary life she abandoned when she married Colt ten years before; perhaps, she thinks, it will save their faltering marriage. But the more they learn about the house, and especially the tragic history of its previous occupants (whose descendants are their new neighbors), the more it threatens to drive them apart.This P.S. edition features an extra 16 pages of insights into the book, including author interviews, recommended reading, and more.

There are enemies within and without... The coven took my mother, because of me. They killed my dog, because of me. You'd think there could be nothing worse than this -- but you'd be wrong. My family and me being torn to shreds by a horde of witches could be worse. War could be worse. And all-out war is coming. My father says my powers are limitless. I have yet to see it ... and no time to learn. We are closing in on one another, the coven and my father and me. It can only end in death, theirs or ours. It's all in my hands now.

I'd wondered about my mother all my life -- what she looked like, how she smelled and sounded and acted. Lately this wondering had grown to encompass a curiosity about the kind of people she herself came from, because they were my family, too, after all, even though I knew nothing about them. I'd no idea whether they were loud or soft-spoken, funny or boring, preferred chocolate to vanilla, if they liked movies over books or the other way around. I wondered whether any of them had ever done anything magnificent in their lives, or if they were the kind of folks who were satisfied with just getting by. These things were important -- knowing them would help me to know myself, and the only way that would happen was if I went and looked for her.With all his possessions on his motorcycle, Billy Mann sets off on a cross-country odyssey from New York to Santa Fe in search of a mother who deserted him long ago. What Billy discovers, however, is a life rich with possibility -- the chance for love, friendship, and, finally, a family to call his own.

From the very first page of this stunning novel, readers are drawn into the lives of eight seemingly ordinary women who pass through Manhattan's swanky Four Seasons Hotel. While offering sanctuary to some, solace to others, the hotel captures their darkest moments as they grapple with family, sex, power, love, and death.Trish obsesses over her best friend's wedding and dramatic weight loss. Robin wants revenge after a lifetime of abuse at the hands of her older sister. Anne is single, lonely, and suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder. Drug-addicted rock star Louise needs to dry out. Southerner turned wannabe Manhattanite Franny is envious of her neighbors' lives. Sheila wants to punish her boyfriend for returning to his wife. Ellen so desperately wants children that she insists she's pregnant to her disbelieving husband. And Morgan, the hotel manager—haunted by the memory of her dead sister—is the thread that weaves these women's lives together.

A timeless and romantic ghost story that will haunt readers long after the last page is turned.When Callie's life is cut short by a tragic accident in her hometown of Charleston, South Carolina, her spirit travels to another dimension called the Prism. Here she meets a striking and mysterious ghost named Thatcher, who guides her as she learns how to bring peace to those she left behind. But Callie soon uncovers a dark secret about the spirit world: some of the souls in it are angry, and they desperately want revenge. These souls are willing to do whatever it takes to stay on Earth, threatening the existence of everyone she ever cared about.Perfect for fans of Gayle Forman's If I Stay and Lauren Oliver's Before I Fall, this thoughtful and suspenseful novel will have readers eager to read the sequel, Dust to Dust.

Loyalty, loss, and the ties that bind. These are the ingredients of The Recipe Club, a "novel cookbook" that combines an authentic story of friendship with more than 80 delicious recipes. Lilly and Val are lifelong friends, united as much by their differences as by their similarities. Lilly, dramatic and confident, lives in the shadow of her beautiful, wayward mother and craves the attention of her distant, disapproving father. Val, shy and idealistic—and surprisingly ambitious— struggles with her desire to break free from her demanding housebound mother and a father whose dreams never seem to come true. In childhood, "LillyPad" and "ValPal" form an exclusive two-person club, writing intimate letters in which they share hopes, fears, deepest secrets—and recipes, from Lilly's "Lovelorn Lasagna" to Valerie's "Forgiveness Tapenade." Readers can cook along as the friends travel through time facing the challenges of independence, the joys and heartbreaks of first love, and the emotional complexities of family relationships, identity, mortality, and goals deferred. The Recipe Club sustains Lilly and Val's bond through the decades, regardless of what different paths they take or what misunderstandings threaten to break them apart . . . until the fateful day when an act of kindness becomes an unforgivable betrayal.Now, years later, while trying to recapture the trust they've lost, Lilly and Val reunite once more—only to uncover a shocking secret. Will it destroy their friendship, or bring them ever closer?

GEPs just want to have fun . . .A Genetically Engineered Person and self-proclaimed "party girl," Echo Adams loves her diplomatic job entertaining alien bigwigs for the Galactic Federation. But the Bureau of Alien Affairs has discovered she's much more than she thinks—that a rogue scientist endowed her with skills and psi abilities dwarfing those of common GEPs. And suddenly Echo's luxury life is over, replaced with a far more dangerous one: a special agent expected to not only chase bad guys but eliminate them.Echo hates being stuck on Madrea—a planet of technophobes off limits to Federation visitors—hunting for a stolen quartz crystal with a powerful alien life form embedded inside. She despises the Bureau's restrictive rules—especially the one warning her away from the dangerously seductive commander of the king's army. And if she doesn't learn how to use her alleged super-psi powers soon, her partying days—in fact all of her days—will be over for good.

In this wonderful new novel of friendship and knitting, a woman discovers that secrets can't be kept forever.Megan Morgan traded the constant mobility of her childhood for a quiet, stable life in Comfort, North Carolina, with a handsome husband, lively children, and a group of longtime friends who've formed a weekly knitting club, Purls Before Wine.Desperate to escape big-city anonymity and pressure from her marriage-minded boyfriend, a stranger, Elizabeth Detlaff, arrives unexpectedly, certain that fate has guided her to the Carolina mountains. She seems to think that in sleepy, unremarkable Comfort she's found paradise.Soon, Elizabeth has eagerly invaded Megan's life, living in the apartment over her garage, befriending her mother-in-law and children, fawning over her husband, and joining the Purls. It's not long before Elizabeth brings to light legends of Megan's Shetland ancestors, leading her to stumble over a painful, long-buried secret. Backed into a corner, Megan is forced to examine her choices and ultimately decide what kind of woman she wants to be.