The Metamorphosis (German: Die Verwandlung, also sometimes translated as The Transformation) is a novella by Franz Kafka, first published in 1915. It has been cited as one of the seminal works of fiction of the 20th century and is studied in colleges and universities across the Western world. The story begins with a traveling salesman, Gregor Samsa, waking to find himself transformed (metamorphosed) into a large, monstrous insect-like creature. The cause of Samsa's transformation is never revealed, and Kafka never did give an explanation. The rest of Kafka's novella deals with Gregor's attempts to adjust to his new condition as he deals with being burdensome to his parents and sister, who are repulsed by the horrible, verminous creature Gregor has become. Part I: One day, Gregor Samsa, a traveling salesman, wakes up to find himself transformed into a "ungeheures Ungeziefer", literally "monstrous vermin", often interpreted as a giant bug or insect. He believes it is a dream, and reflects on how dreary life as a traveling salesman is. As he looks at the wall clock, he realizes he has overslept, and missed his train for work. He ponders on the consequences of this delay. Gregor becomes annoyed at how his boss never accepts excuses or explanations from any of his employees no matter how hard working they are, displaying an apparent lack of trusting abilities. Gregor's mother knocks on the door and he answers her. She is concerned for Gregor because he is late for work, which is unorthodox for Gregor. Gregor answers his mother and realizes that his voice has changed, but his answer is short so his mother does not notice the voice change. His sister, Grete, to whom he was very close, then whispers through the door and begs him to open the door. All his family members think that he is ill and ask him to open the door. He tries to get out of bed, but he is incapable of moving his body. While trying to move, he finds that his office manager, the chief clerk, has shown up to check on him. He finally rocks his body to the floor and calls out that he will open the door shortly.

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Автор – лауреат Пултцервсько прем Понад 60 тижнв у списку бестселерв The New York Times Входить до довгого списку рейтингу Financial Times Як звички впливают на життя Як, змнивши лише один шаблон поведнки, рзн люди змогли досягти успху: стати директором, придбати будинок, пробгти марафон В основу ц книжки лягли нтерв’ю з трьома сотнями науковцв директорв пдпримств, дослдження, проведен в десятках компанй. Проаналзувавши все це, автор зрозумв, як кожна людина може контролювати сво звички, щоб досягти успху. Дзнавшись, як створюються та руйнуються звички, ви зможете перебудувати шаблони поведнки, як соб забажате. Ви зрозумте, як змусити себе не палити, менше сти, займатися спортом, не кричати на близьких, ефективнше працювати. Avtor – laureat Pultcervs'ko prem Ponad 60 tizhnv u spisku bestselerv The New York Times Vhodit' do dovgogo spisku rejtingu Financial Times Jak zvichki vplivajut na zhittja Jak, zmnivshi lishe odin shablon povednki, rzn ljudi zmogli dosjagti usphu: stati direktorom, pridbati budinok, probgti marafon V osnovu c knizhki ljagli nterv’ju z tr'oma sotnjami naukovcv direktorv pdprimstv, dosldzhennja, proveden v desjatkah kompanj. Proanalzuvavshi vse ce, avtor zrozumv, jak kozhna ljudina mozhe kontroljuvati svo zvichki, shhob dosjagti usphu. Dznavshis', jak stvorjujut'sja ta rujnujut'sja zvichki, vi zmozhete perebuduvati shabloni povednki, jak sob zabazhate. Vi zrozumte, jak zmusiti sebe ne paliti, menshe sti, zajmatisja sportom, ne krichati na bliz'kih, efektivnshe pracjuvati.

Видано 45 мовами! Донна Тартт — лауреат Пул?тцер?всько? прем?? № 1 у списку 100 видатних книжок за верс??ю The New York Times Отямившись п?сля вибуху в музе?, тринадцятир?чний Тео ще не розум??, що там, п?д уламками, залишилися його мат?р ? його дитинство. Пробираючись до виходу, повз кам?ння та т?ла, в?н п?дбира? безц?нну картину фламандського майстра, яку так любила його мати. Дивний старий, вмираючи, в?дда? йому свого персня та просить винести картину зв?дси... Тео буде кидати ?з родини в родину, ?з Нью-Йорка до Амстердама, ?з глибин в?дчаю до ейфор??. Викрадений ?Щиголь? стане його прокляттям та над??ю на порятунок... Vidano 45 movami! Donna Tartt — laureat Pul?tcer?vs'ko? prem?? № 1 u spisku 100 vidatnih knizhok za vers??ju The New York Times Otjamivshis' p?slja vibuhu v muze?, trinadcjatir?chnij Teo shhe ne rozum??, shho tam, p?d ulamkami, zalishilisja jogo mat?r ? jogo ditinstvo. Probirajuchis' do vihodu, povz kam?nnja ta t?la, v?n p?dbira? bezc?nnu kartinu flamands'kogo majstra, jaku tak ljubila jogo mati. Divnij starij, vmirajuchi, v?dda? jomu svogo persnja ta prosit' vinesti kartinu zv?dsi... Teo bude kidati ?z rodini v rodinu, ?z N'ju-Jorka do Amsterdama, ?z glibin v?dchaju do ejfor??. Vikradenij ?Shhigol'? stane jogo prokljattjam ta nad??ju na porjatunok...

We sailed from Peru, (where we had continued for the space of one whole year) for China and Japan, by the South Sea; taking with us victuals for twelve months; and had good winds from the east, though soft and weak, for five months space, and more. But the wind came about, and settled in the west for many days, so as we could make little or no way, and were sometime in purpose to turn back. But then again there arose strong and great winds from the south, with a point east, which carried us up (for all that we could do) towards the north; by which time our victuals failed us, though we had made good spare of them. So that finding ourselves, in the midst of the greatest wilderness of waters in the world, without victuals, we gave ourselves for lost men and prepared for death. Yet we did lift up our hearts and voices to God above, who showeth his wonders in the deep, beseeching him of his mercy, that as in the beginning he discovered the face of the deep, and brought forth dry land, so he would now discover land to us, that we might not perish. And it came to pass that the next day about evening we saw within a kenning before us, towards the north, as it were thick clouds, which did put us in some hope of land; knowing how that part of the South Sea was utterly unknown; and might have islands, or continents, that hitherto were not come to light. Wherefore we bent our course thither, where we saw the appearance of land, all that night; and in the dawning of the next day, we might plainly discern that it was a land; flat to our sight, and full of boscage; which made it show the more dark. And after an hour and a half's sailing, we entered into a good haven, being the port of a fair city; not great indeed, but well built, and that gave a pleasant view from the sea: and we thinking every minute long, till we were on land, came close to the shore, and offered to land. But straightways we saw divers of the people, with bastons in their hands (as it were) forbidding us to land; yet without any cries of fierceness, but only as warning us off, by signs that they made. Whereupon being not a little discomforted, we were advising with ourselves, what we should do. During which time, there made forth to us a small boat, with about eight persons in it; whereof one of them had in his hand a tipstaff of a yellow cane, tipped at both ends with blue, who came aboard our ship, without any show of distrust at all. And when he saw one of our number, present himself somewhat before the rest, he drew forth a little scroll of parchment (somewhat yellower than our parchment, and shining like the leaves of writing tables, but otherwise soft and flexible,) and delivered it to our foremost man. In which scroll were written in ancient Hebrew, and in ancient Greek, and in good Latin of the school, and in Spanish, these words: Land ye not, none of you; and provide to be gone from this coast, within sixteen days, except you have further time given you. Meanwhile, if you want fresh water or victuals, or help for your sick, or that your ship needeth repairs, write down your wants, and you shall have that, which belongeth to mercy. This scroll was signed with a stamp of cherubim: wings, not spread, but hanging downwards; and by them a cross. This being delivered, the officer returned, and left only a servant with us to receive our answer. F. BACON About Author: Francis Bacon, 1561 – 1626), was an English philosopher, statesman, scientist, jurist, orator, essayist, and author. He served both as Attorney General and Lord Chancellor of England. After his death, he remained extremely influential through his works, especially as philosophical advocate and practitioner of the scientific method during the scientific revolution.Bacon has been called the father of empiricism. His works established and popularised inductive methodologies for scientific inquiry, often called the Baconian method, or simply the scientific method. His demand for a planned procedure of investigating all things natural marked a new turn in the rhetorical and theoretical framework for science, much of which still surrounds conceptions of proper methodology today.Bacon was knighted in 1603, and created Baron Verulam in 1618 and Viscount St. Alban in 1621; as he died without heirs, both peerages became extinct upon his death. He famously died of pneumonia, contracted while studying the effects of freezing on the preservation of meat. The succession of James I brought Bacon into greater favour. He was knighted in 1603. In another shrewd move, Bacon wrote his Apologies in defence of his proceedings in the case of Essex, as Essex had favoured James to succeed to the throne. The following year, during the course of the uneventful first parliament session, Bacon married Alice Barnham. In June 1607 he was at last rewarded with the office of solicitor general. The following year, he began working as the Clerkship of the Star Chamber. Despite a generous income, old debts still co

Underground* *The author of the diary and the diary itself are, of course, imaginary. Nevertheless it is clear that such persons as the writer of these notes not only may, but positively must, exist in our society, when we consider the circumstances in the midst of which our society is formed. I have tried to expose to the view of the public more distinctly than is commonly done, one of the characters of the recent past. He is one of the representatives of a generation still living. In this fragment, entitled "Underground," this person introduces himself and his views, and, as it were, tries to explain the causes owing to which he has made his appearance and was bound to make his appearance in our midst. In the second fragment there are added the actual notes of this person concerning certain events in his life.--AUTHOR'S NOTE. II am a sick man.... I am a spiteful man. I am an unattractive man. I believe my liver is diseased. However, I know nothing at all about my disease, and do not know for certain what ails me. I don't consult a doctor for it, and never have, though I have a respect for medicine and doctors. Besides, I am extremely superstitious, sufficiently so to respect medicine, anyway (I am well-educated enough not to be superstitious, but I am superstitious). No, I refuse to consult a doctor from spite. That you probably will not understand. Well, I understand it, though. Of course, I can't explain who it is precisely that I am mortifying in this case by my spite: I am perfectly well aware that I cannot "pay out" the doctors by not consulting them; I know better than anyone that by all this I am only injuring myself and no one else. But still, if I don't consult a doctor it is from spite. My liver is bad, well--let it get worse! I have been going on like that for a long time--twenty years. Now I am forty. I used to be in the government service, but am no longer. I was a spiteful official. I was rude and took pleasure in being so. I did not take bribes, you see, so I was bound to find a recompense in that, at least. (A poor jest, but I will not scratch it out. I wrote it thinking it would sound very witty; but now that I have seen myself that I only wanted to show off in a despicable way, I will not scratch it out on purpose!) When petitioners used to come for information to the table at which I sat, I used to grind my teeth at them, and felt intense enjoyment when I succeeded in making anybody unhappy. I almost did succeed. For the most part they were all timid people--of course, they were petitioners. But of the uppish ones there was one officer in particular I could not endure. He simply would not be humble, and clanked his sword in a disgusting way. I carried on a feud with him for eighteen months over that sword. At last I got the better of him. He left off clanking it. That happened in my youth, though. But do you know, gentlemen, what was the chief point about my spite? Why, the whole point, the real sting of it lay in the fact that continually, even in the moment of the acutest spleen, I was inwardly conscious with shame that I was not only not a spiteful but not even an embittered man, that I was simply scaring sparrows at random and amusing myself by it. I might foam at the mouth, but bring me a doll to play with, give me a cup of tea with sugar in it, and maybe I should be appeased. I might even be genuinely touched, though probably I should grind my teeth at myself afterwards and lie awake at night with shame for months after. That was my way.

Bir psikanalist olmas? sebebiyle Fromm, dü?ünce te-mellerini ?nemli derecede Freud dü?üncesi üzerine oturtmu?tur. Ancak Freud’un ortaya koydu?u klasik psikanalizi kendine g?re yorumlam??, analizlerinde kültürel ve sosyal fakt?rleri, etkin bi?imde kullanm??t?r. Freud’un temel kavramlar?, Fromm dü?üncesinde de ?nemli bir yer i?gal etmi?tir. O, bu kavramlar? aynen kullanmakla birlikte, Freud’un eksik b?rakt??? y?nlerini, analitik bir ?ekilde ortaya koymaya ?al??m??t?r.     ???NDEK?LER  Eric Fromm'un Ki?ilik Kuram? FROMM’a G?RE E??TL?K. ??güdüler ve ?nsan Tutkular? PS?KANAL?Z?N BUNALIMI.SEVG? KURAMISEVG? NESNELER? SEVG? VE ?A?DA? BATI TOPLUMUNDA SEVG?N?N ??K???.SEVG?N?N UYGULANMASI   ?nsan sevmeyi ??renerek yeniden di?er insanlarla birle?ir ya da toplumun otoritesine uyarak güven kazanabilir. ?nsan?n ?eli?kisi; hem do?an?n bir par?as? olmas? hem de ondan kopuk olmas?; hem insan hem de hayvan olmas?ndan kaynaklan?r. Hayvan olarak doyurulmas? gereken fizyolojik ?zellikleri vard?r. ?nsan olaraksa ak?l yürütebilir, benli?inin bilincindedir. ?nsan?n psi?esini anlaman?n yolu onun var olu?undan kaynaklanan gereksinimlerini ??zümleyebilmeye dayal?d?r  ?nsan?n var olu?undan kaynaklanan gereksinimler: 1. ?li?ki Gereksinimi; ?nsan, insan olma u?runa do?adan kopmu?tur. ?yleyse do?a ile olan birincil beraberli?inden kopmu?tur. Hayvan do?a ile ba? edebilecek güce sahiptir. Oysa insan imgeleme ve dü?ünce gücüne sahip olup do?a ile yak?n ve ba??ml?l??a dayanan ili?kisini yitirmi?tir. ?nsan?n kendi ili?kilerini kurabilmesi i?in büyük bir ?aba harcamas? gerekir. Doyum sa?layabilmesi i?in de üremeye y?nelik bir sevgiye ihtiyac? vard?r. Bu tür bir sevgi ise kar??l?kl? sorumluluk, sayg?, ?zen ve anlay?? gerektirir.  2. A?k?n Olma Gereksinimi; ?nsan a?k?n olmaya zorlan?r ?ünkü hayvans? do?as?n?n üstüne ??kmak, herhangi bir varl?k olmak yerine yarat?c? bir varl?k olmak gereksinimindedir. ?nsan?n yarat?c? dürtüleri engellendi?i zaman y?k?c? olur. Sevgi ve nefret kar??t dürtüler de?ildir. ?kisi de insan?n hayvan do?as?n? a?abilme ?abas?ndan kaynaklan?r. Hayvan ne sevebilir ne de nefret edebilir. Oysa insan hem sevebilir em de nefret edebilir.  3. ?nsan do?al k?kenini arar; ?nsan dünyan?n tamamlay?c? bir par?as? oldu?unu ve bir yere ait oldu?unu hissetmek ister. ?ocukken anne-babas?na ait hisseder. Ancak geli?tik?e bu duygunun ortadan kalkmas? gerekir. (Yoksa tehlikeli sonu?lar do?urabilir. ) ?nsan kendisine en fazla doyum sa?layan ve en sa?l?kl? ait olma duygular?n? di?er insanlarla dost?a duygular ya?ayarak sa?lar.  4. Ki?isel bir kimli?e sahip olmak ister; Bazen birey yarat?c? gücünü kullanarak amac?na ula?amaz. O zaman bir grup ya da bir ba?kas? ile ?zde?le?erek farkl?l?k kazanabilir. B?yle durumlarda kimlik duygusu birisi olmaktan de?il, birine it olmaktan kaynaklan?r.  5. Her birey bir ba?vuru ?er?evesine ihtiya? duyar; Asl?nda bireyin i?inde ya?ad??? dünyay? tutarl? bir bi?imde alg?layabilmesini sa?lar. ?er?eve mant?kl? ya da mant?ks?z olabilir. ?lk ba?vuru ?er?evesi, ailesidir.   Fromm’a g?re bu gereksinimler insana ?zgüdür, hayvanlarda bulunmaz. Ayr?ca bu gereksinimler insanlar?n belirtmeleri g?zlenerek anla??lmaz. Asl?nda bu gereksinimler insan?n evrimi boyunca insan?n do?as?nda olu?mu?tur. Bu gereksinimlerin belirtilmesi, insan?n i?sel yetilerini tan?ma yollar? bireyin i?inde ya?ad??? toplumun düzenlemeleri taraf?ndan belirlenir.   

Red Eve was written in the year 1911 by Henry Rider Haggard. This book is one of the most popular novels of Henry Rider Haggard, and has been translated into several other languages around the world.This book is published by Booklassic which brings young readers closer to classic literature globally.

Minden szervezet úgy született, hogy valakik megalapították. Az emberi civilizáció is csak egy szervezet, és mindaz igaz rá, ami igaz a t?bbi nagy szervezetre. Az emberiség t?rténelmének legnagyobb titka, hogy miként keletkezett a civilizáció, kik alapították, milyen szabályokat k?vetve épült fel, és hogyan m?k?dik valójában. Ez olyan hatalmas titok, amelyr?l egyetlen szó sem esik az írott t?rténelemben, és amelynek létét a t?rténészek még csak fel sem tételezték. A t?rténelem hajnalán a civilizációt egy csoport hozta létre. A civilizáció úgy épül fel, hogy k?zpontilag irányítható legyen, vagyis oly módon van megszervezve, hogy az emberiséget egy sz?k érdekcsoport kontroll alatt tarthassa. Kívülálló soha nem ismerhette meg e társaságot, és az emberiségen uralkodó kaszt tagjai k?zül soha senki nem lett áruló. Egészen mostanáig.

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Poe a világ egyik legismertebb és legnagyobb hatású elbeszél?je, ?A holló” cím?, magyarra is t?bbsz?r lefordított k?ltemény szerz?je. Novellái k?z?tt megtalálhatjuk a fantasztikus irodalom, a detektívt?rténet, a lélektani rémt?rténet szinte minden alaptípusát. K?tetünk ezekb?l az írásaiból ad válogatást.

Bár témája miatt a Charles Dickens regényét feldolgozó filmes adaptációkat általában karácsony táján szokták játszani, mi azt ajánljuk, hogy bármikor vegyék kézbe ezt a t?rténetet. Mi Mikes Lajos klasszikus fordításában adjuk k?zre.

A hetvenes évek elején, Buenos Aires tartomány egyik kisvárosában meg?lték Tony Duránt. Tony, a sármos, rejtélyes idegen egy New Jerseyben nevelkedett Puerto Ricó-i szerencsevadász. Míg élt, az érdekl?dés k?zéppontjában állt, volt, aki csodálta, más figyelte minden lépését. ? volt a gy?ny?r? és kül?nleges Belladona ikerlányok szeret?je, az ?reg Belladonának, a vidék egyik leggazdagabb urának a bizalmasa. A b?ntényt k?vet?en a maga módján mindenki a tettes után nyomoz, ugyanakkor az esettel kapcsolatba hozott figurákon keresztül az olvasó el?tt feltárul a korabeli argentin társadalom minden ellentmondásossága, s kiderül, hogy a társadalmi-politikai visszásságok - korrupció, f?ldspekuláció, feketegazdaság - ágyaztak meg a gyilkosságnak. ?s hogy mi az igazság? Erre a kérdésre - a korrupt államügyészen kívül - Croce rend?rf?n?k és Luca Belladona t?nkrement gyártulajdonos, valamint a f?városi tudósító, Emilio Renzi keresi a választ. Az igazság azonban sokarcú, mély filozófiai fogalom. Piglia regénye árulásokról és piszkos üzletekr?l, egy ártatlan és egy igazi b?n?sr?l, szenvedélyekr?l és csapdákról szól. De leginkább az igazság viszonylagosságáról. Ricardo Piglia a kortárs argentin prózairodalom legkimagaslóbb írója, aki a regényeiben felvázolt eszmékkel, lebilincsel? ábrázolásmódjával, karakterteremt? m?vészetével kiérdemelte, hogy a kritika Borges méltó utódának tartsa.

Londonban él egy lány (Anna), és Budapesten egy fiú (Olivér). Mindenben kül?nb?znek, mint t?z és víz, mégis egymásba szeretnek. Helyzetüket távolságon és ellentéteken túl ügybuzgó barátok és segít?kész rokonok sora nehezíti. De hogy még ez se legyen elég, t?rténetüket egy férfi-n? szerz?páros írja meg, Olivér és Anna szemsz?géb?l. Másképp nem lehetne visszaadni ellentmondásos kapcsolatuk alakulását, és ett?l lesz az egész csiklandósan szórakoztató, romantikus és eredeti hangvétel?. No meg izgalmas, hiszen az utolsó oldalon is nyitva marad: vajon Anna vagy Olivér sztorija igaz?

The Primrose Path was written in the year 1922 by David Herbert Lawrence. This book is one of the most popular novels of David Herbert Lawrence, and has been translated into several other languages around the world.This book is published by Booklassic which brings young readers closer to classic literature globally.

The Daughter of Brahma was written in the year 1912 by Ida Alexa Ross Wylie. This book is one of the most popular novels of Ida Alexa Ross Wylie, and has been translated into several other languages around the world.This book is published by Booklassic which brings young readers closer to classic literature globally.

In these times of ours, though concerning the exact year there is no need to be precise, a boat of dirty and disreputable appearance, with two figures in it, floated on the Thames, between Southwark bridge which is of iron, and London Bridge which is of stone, as an autumn evening was closing in. The figures in this boat were those of a strong man with ragged grizzled hair and a sun-browned face, and a dark girl of nineteen or twenty, sufficiently like him to be recognizable as his daughter. The girl rowed, pulling a pair of sculls very easily; the man, with the rudder-lines slack in his hands, and his hands loose in his waistband, kept an eager look out. He had no net, hook, or line, and he could not be a fisherman; his boat had no cushion for a sitter, no paint, no inscription, no appliance beyond a rusty boathook and a coil of rope, and he could not be a waterman; his boat was too crazy and too small to take in cargo for delivery, and he could not be a lighterman or river-carrier; there was no clue to what he looked for, but he looked for something, with a most intent and searching gaze. The tide, which had turned an hour before, was running down, and his eyes watched every little race and eddy in its broad sweep, as the boat made slight head-way against it, or drove stern foremost before it, according as he directed his daughter by a movement of his head. She watched his face as earnestly as he watched the river. But, in the intensity of her look there was a touch of dread or horror. Allied to the bottom of the river rather than the surface, by reason of the slime and ooze with which it was covered, and its sodden state, this boat and the two figures in it obviously were doing something that they often did, and were seeking what they often sought. Half savage as the man showed, with no covering on his matted head, with his brown arms bare to between the elbow and the shoulder, with the loose knot of a looser kerchief lying low on his bare breast in a wilderness of beard and whisker, with such dress as he wore seeming to be made out of the mud that begrimed his boat, still there was a business-like usage in his steady gaze. So with every lithe action of the girl, with every turn of her wrist, perhaps most of all with her look of dread or horror; they were things of usage. 'Keep her out, Lizzie. Tide runs strong here. Keep her well afore the sweep of it.' Trusting to the girl's skill and making no use of the rudder, he eyed the coming tide with an absorbed attention. So the girl eyed him. But, it happened now, that a slant of light from the setting sun glanced into the bottom of the boat, and, touching a rotten stain there which bore some resemblance to the outline of a muffled human form, coloured it as though with diluted blood. This caught the girl's eye, and she shivered. 'What ails you?' said the man, immediately aware of it, though so intent on the advancing waters; 'I see nothing afloat.' The red light was gone, the shudder was gone, and his gaze, which had come back to the boat for a moment, travelled away again. Wheresoever the strong tide met with an impediment, his gaze paused for an instant. At every mooring-chain and rope, at every stationery boat or barge that split the current into a broad-arrowhead, at the offsets from the piers of Southwark Bridge, at the paddles of the river steamboats as they beat the filthy water, at the floating logs of timber lashed together lying off certain wharves, his shining eyes darted a hungry look. After a darkening hour or so, suddenly the rudder-lines tightened in his hold, and he steered hard towards the Surrey shore. Always watching his face, the girl instantly answered to the action in her sculling; presently the boat swung round, quivered as from a sudden jerk, and the upper half of the man was stretched out over the stern.

Цветные вазочки разных форм, ажурные конфетницы, эффектные корзинки и практичные шкатулки – все это сможет связать и начинающая, и опытная мастерица! ? Вазочка из разноцветных вязаных листьев ? Ажурная корзинка в форме кувшинки ? Ваза в виде античной амфоры ? Конфетницы в форме бабочки и в технике фриформ и др. Понятные пошаговые инструкции, схемы и советы сделают процесс вязания приятным и увлекательным.Cvetnye vazochki raznyh form, azhurnye konfetnicy, jeffektnye korzinki i praktichnye shkatulki – vse jeto smozhet svjazat' i nachinajushhaja, i opytnaja masterica! ? Vazochka iz raznocvetnyh vjazanyh list'ev ? Azhurnaja korzinka v forme kuvshinki ? Vaza v vide antichnoj amfory ? Konfetnicy v forme babochki i v tehnike friform i dr. Ponjatnye poshagovye instrukcii, shemy i sovety sdelajut process vjazanija prijatnym i uvlekatel'nym.

Торты с сюрпризом сделают ваш праздник незабываемым! Их ароматная середина подарит в разрезе цветы из творожного теста, радужное сердце с цедрой лайма, милых шоколадных кошек, ежевичное омбре и даже признание в любви! Торты просты в приготовлении. Эффектные приемы работы с различными видами теста, наполнителями из цедры, орехов, кусочков желе и шоколадных капель, начинками и специальными трафаретами превращают обычный рецепт в кулинарный шедевр.Torty s sjurprizom sdelajut vash prazdnik nezabyvaemym! Ih aromatnaja seredina podarit v razreze cvety iz tvorozhnogo testa, raduzhnoe serdce s cedroj lajma, milyh shokoladnyh koshek, ezhevichnoe ombre i dazhe priznanie v ljubvi! Torty prosty v prigotovlenii. Jeffektnye priemy raboty s razlichnymi vidami testa, napolniteljami iz cedry, orehov, kusochkov zhele i shokoladnyh kapel', nachinkami i special'nymi trafaretami prevrashhajut obychnyj recept v kulinarnyj shedevr.

Чортова дванадцятка — досить змстовна й влучна характеристика збрки жахв за редакцю неперевершеного Ствена Джонса! Пд одню обкладинкою збран 12 гостроцкавих оповдань менитих майстрв горору. Дж. Гаррс, К. Ньюман, М. рей, Р. Кемпбелл та нш гарантують вам безсонну нч в атмосфер тамничост й мстики… Подейкують, що в паризькому Театр Жаху влаштовують кривав вистави. Тридцятидвохрчна Кейт Рд пдбралася надто близько до розгадки… (Гньоль) Вдомий актор Даррен Ловр на пку популярност… був, аж доки не розгнвав вдьму! (Забуття)Chortova dvanadcjatka — dosit' zmstovna j vluchna harakteristika zbrki zhahv za redakcju neperevershenogo Stvena Dzhonsa! Pd odnju obkladinkoju zbran 12 gostrockavih opovdan' menitih majstrv gororu. Dzh. Garrs, K. N'juman, M. rej, R. Kempbell ta nsh garantujut' vam bezsonnu nch v atmosfer tamnichost j mstiki… Podejkujut', shho v pariz'komu Teatr Zhahu vlashtovujut' krivav vistavi. Tridcjatidvohrchna Kejt Rd pdbralasja nadto bliz'ko do rozgadki… (Gn'ol') Vdomij aktor Darren Lovr na pku populjarnost… buv, azh doki ne rozgnvav vd'mu! (Zabuttja)

In 1861 Captain Grant succeeded Captain Burgess on Matinicus, taking his son with him as assistant. The old keeper left Abby on the rock to instruct the newcomers in their duties, and she performed the task so well that young Grant fell in love with her, and asked her to become his wife. Soon after their marriage she was appointed an assistant keeper. A few years later the husband was made keeper and the wife assistant keeper of White Head, another light on the Maine coast. There they remained until the spring of 1890, when they removed to Middleborough, Mass., intending to pass the balance of their days beyond sight and hearing of the rocks and the waves. But the hunger which the sea breeds in its adopted children was still strong within them, and the fall of 1892 found them again on the coast of Maine, this time at Portland, where the husband again entered the lighthouse establishment, working in the engineers' department of the first lighthouse district. With them until his death lived Captain Grant, who in the closing months of 1890, being then aged eighty-five, retired from the position of keeper of Matinicus light, which he had held for nearly thirty years. Not less lonely, but far more perilous than the life of the keepers of a light like that on Matinicus is the lot of the crew of the South Shoal lightship, whose position twenty-six miles off Sankaty Head, Nantucket Island, makes it the most exposed light-station in the world. Anchored so far out at sea, it is only during the months of summer and autumn that the lighthouse tender ventures to visit it, and its crew from December to May of each year are wholly cut off from communication with the land. It is this, however, that makes the South Shoal lightship a veritable protecting angel of the deep, for it stands guard not only over the treacherous New South Shoal, near which it is anchored, but over twenty-six miles of rips and reefs between it and the Nantucket shore—a wide-reaching ocean graveyard, where bleach the bones of more than a half thousand wrecked and forgotten vessels. The lightship is a stanchly built two-hulled schooner of 275 tons burden, 103 feet long over all, equipped with fore-and-aft lantern masts 71 feet high, and with two masts for sails, each 42 feet high. The lanterns are octagons of glass in copper frames, so arranged that they can be lowered into houses built around the masts. In the forward part of the ship is a huge fog bell, swung ten feet above the deck, which, when foggy weather prevails, as it frequently does for weeks at a time, is kept tolling day and night. A two-inch chain fastened to a "mushroom" anchor weighing upward of three tons holds the vessel in eighteen fathoms of water, but this, so fiercely do the waves beat against it in winter, has not prevented her from going adrift many times. She was two weeks at sea on one of these occasions, and on another she came to anchor in New York Harbor. Life on the South Shoal lightship is at all times a hard and trying one, and, as a matter of fact, the crew are instructed not to expose themselves to danger outside their special line of duty. This, however, does not deter them from frequently risking their lives in rescuing others, and when, several years ago, the City of Newcastle went ashore on one of the shoals near the lightship, all hands, twenty-seven in number, were saved by the South Shoal crew and kept aboard of her over two weeks, until the story of the wreck was signalled to a passing vessel. Isaac H. Grant holds a silver medal given him by the Government for rescuing two men from drowning while he was keeper at White Head; while Frederick Hatch, keeper of the Breakwater station at Cleveland was awarded the gold bar. The last mentioned badge of honor is granted only to one who has twice distinguished himself by a special act of bravery. It was given Hatch in the winter of 1898.