The story starts in London on Tuesday, October 1, 1872. Fogg is a rich English gentleman and bachelor living in solitude at Number 7 Savile Row, Burlington Gardens. Despite his wealth, which is ?40,000 (roughly ?3,020,000 today), Fogg, whose countenance is described as "repose in action", lives a modest life with habits carried out with mathematical precision. Very little can be said about his social life other than that he is a member of the Reform Club. Having dismissed his former valet, James Foster, for bringing him shaving water at 84 °F (29 °C) instead of 86 °F (30 °C), Fogg hires a Frenchman by the name of Jean Passepartout, who is about 30 years old, as a replacement. Later on that day, in the Reform Club, Fogg gets involved in an argument over an article in The Daily Telegraph, stating that with the opening of a new railway section in India, it is now possible to travel around the world in 80 days. He accepts a wager for ?20,000 (roughly ?1,510,000 today) from his fellow club members, which he will receive if he makes it around the world in 80 days. Accompanied by Passepartout, he leaves London by train at 8:45 P.M. on Wednesday, October 2, 1872, and thus is due back at the Reform Club at the same time 80 days later, Saturday, December 21, 1872. Mr. Phileas Fogg lived, in 1872, at No. 7, Saville Row, Burlington Gardens, the house in which Sheridan died in 1814. He was one of the most noticeable members of the Reform Club, though he seemed always to avoid attracting attention; an enigmatical personage, about whom little was known, except that he was a polished man of the world. People said that he resembled Byron—at least that his head was Byronic; but he was a bearded, tranquil Byron, who might live on a thousand years without growing old. Certainly an Englishman, it was more doubtful whether Phileas Fogg was a Londoner. He was never seen on 'Change, nor at the Bank, nor in the counting-rooms of the "City"; no ships ever came into London docks of which he was the owner; he had no public employment; he had never been entered at any of the Inns of Court, either at the Temple, or Lincoln's Inn, or Gray's Inn; nor had his voice ever resounded in the Court of Chancery, or in the Exchequer, or the Queen's Bench, or the Ecclesiastical Courts. He certainly was not a manufacturer; nor was he a merchant or a gentleman farmer. His name was strange to the scientific and learned societies, and he never was known to take part in the sage deliberations of the Royal Institution or the London Institution, the Artisan's Association, or the Institution of Arts and Sciences. He belonged, in fact, to none of the numerous societies which swarm in the English capital, from the Harmonic to that of the Entomologists, founded mainly for the purpose of abolishing pernicious insects. Phileas Fogg was a member of the Reform, and that was all. The way in which he got admission to this exclusive club was simple enough. He was recommended by the Barings, with whom he had an open credit. His cheques were regularly paid at sight from his account current, which was always flush. Was Phileas Fogg rich? Undoubtedly. But those who knew him best could not imagine how he had made his fortune, and Mr. Fogg was the last person to whom to apply for the information. He was not lavish, nor, on the contrary, avaricious; for, whenever he knew that money was needed for a noble, useful, or benevolent purpose, he supplied it quietly and sometimes anonymously. He was, in short, the least communicative of men. He talked very little, and seemed all the more mysterious for his taciturn manner. His daily habits were quite open to observation; but whatever he did was so exactly the same thing that he had always done before, that the wits of the curious were fairly puzzled. ABOUT AUTHOR: Jules Gabriel Verne (1828 – 1905) was a French novelist, poet, and playwright best known for his adventure novels and his profound influence on the literary genre of science fiction. Born to bourgeois parents in the seaport of Nantes, Verne was trained to follow in his father's footsteps as a lawyer, but quit the profession early in life to write for magazines and the stage. His collaboration with the publisher Pierre-Jules Hetzel led to the creation of the Voyages Extraordinaires, a widely popular series of scrupulously researched adventure novels including Journey to the Center of the Earth, Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea, and Around the World in Eighty Days.

"BLEAK HOUSE" is a novel by Charles Dickens, published in 20 monthly instalments between March 1852 and September 1853. It is held to be one of Dickens's finest novels, containing one of the most vast, complex and engaging arrays of minor characters and sub-plots in his entire canon. The story is told partly by the novel's heroine, Esther Summerson, and partly by a mostly omniscient narrator. Memorable characters include the menacing lawyer Tulkinghorn, the friendly but depressive John Jarndyce, and the childish and disingenuous Harold Skimpole, as well as the likeable but imprudent Richard Carstone. At the novel's core is long-running litigation in England's Court of Chancery, Jarndyce v Jarndyce, which has far-reaching consequences for all involved. This case revolves around a testator who apparently made several wills. The litigation, which already has taken many years and consumed between 60,000 and 70,000 in court costs, is emblematic of the failure of Chancery. Though Chancery lawyers and judges criticised Dickens's portrait of Chancery as exaggerated and unmerited, his novel helped to spur an ongoing movement that culminated in the enactment of legal reform in the 1870s. In fact, Dickens was writing just as Chancery was reforming itself, with the Six Clerks and Masters mentioned in Chapter One abolished in 1842 and 1852 respectively: the need for further reform was being widely debated. These facts raise an issue as to when Bleak House is actually set. Technically it must be before 1842, and at least some of his readers at the time would have been aware of this. However, there is some question as to whether this timeframe is consistent with the themes of the novel. The English legal historian Sir William Holdsworth set the action in 1827. Characters in Bleak House: As usual, Dickens drew upon many real people and places but imaginatively transformed them in his novel. Hortense is based on the Swiss maid and murderess Maria Manning. The "telescopic philanthropist" Mrs Jellyby, who pursues distant projects at the expense of her duty to her own family, is a criticism of women activists like Caroline Chisholm. The "childlike" but ultimately amoral character Harold Skimpole is commonly regarded as a portrait of Leigh Hunt. "Dickens wrote in a letter of 25 September 1853, 'I suppose he is the most exact portrait that was ever painted in words! ... It is an absolute reproduction of a real man'; and a contemporary critic commented, 'I recognized Skimpole instantaneously; ... and so did every person whom I talked with about it who had ever had Leigh Hunt's acquaintance.'"[2] G. K. Chesterton suggested that Dickens "may never once have had the unfriendly thought, 'Suppose Hunt behaved like a rascal!'; he may have only had the fanciful thought, 'Suppose a rascal behaved like Hunt!'". Mr Jarndyce's friend Mr Boythorn is based on the writer Walter Savage Landor. The novel also includes one of the first detectives in English fiction, Inspector Bucket. This character is probably based on Inspector Charles Frederick Field of the then recently formed Detective Department at Scotland Yard. Dickens wrote several journalistic pieces about the Inspector and the work of the detectives in Household Words, his weekly periodical in which he also published articles attacking the Chancery system. The Jarndyce and Jarndyce case itself has reminded many readers of the thirty-year Chancery case over Charlotte Smith's father-in-law's will. Major characters: Esther Summerson – the heroine of the story, and one of its two narrators (Dickens's only female narrator), raised as an orphan because the identity of her parents is unknown. At first, it seems probable that her guardian, John Jarndyce, is her father because he provides for her. This, however, he disavows shortly after she comes to live under his roof.

Candide is characterised by its sarcastic tone, as well as by its erratic, fantastical and fast-moving plot. A picaresque novel with a story similar to that of a more serious bildungsroman, it parodies many adventure and romance clichés, the struggles of which are caricatured in a tone that is mordantly matter-of-fact. Still, the events discussed are often based on historical happenings, such as the Seven Years' War and the 1755 Lisbon earthquake. As philosophers of Voltaire's day contended with the problem of evil, so too does Candide in this short novel, albeit more directly and humorously. Voltaire ridicules religion, theologians, governments, armies, philosophies, and philosophers through allegory; most conspicuously, he assaults Leibniz and his optimism. Voltaire's men and women point his case against optimism by starting high and falling low. A modern could not go about it after this fashion.?He would not plunge his people into an unfamiliar misery. He would just keep them in the misery they were born to. But such an account of Voltaire's procedure is as misleading as the plaster cast of a dance. Look at his procedure again. Mademoiselle Cunégonde, the illustrious Westphalian, sprung from a family that could prove seventy-one quarterings, descends and descends until we find her earning her keep by washing dishes in the Propontis. The aged faithful attendant, victim of a hundred acts of rape by negro pirates, remembers that she is the daughter of a pope, and that in honor of her approaching marriage with a Prince of Massa-Carrara all Italy wrote sonnets of which not one was passable. We do not need to know French literature before Voltaire in order to feel, although the lurking parody may escape us, that he is poking fun at us and at himself. His laughter at his own methods grows more unmistakable at the last, when he caricatures them by casually assembling six fallen monarchs in an inn at Venice. A modern assailant of optimism would arm himself with social pity. There is no social pity in "Candide." Voltaire, whose light touch on familiar institutions opens them and reveals their absurdity, likes to remind us that the slaughter and pillage and murder which Candide?witnessed among the Bulgarians was perfectly regular, having been conducted according to the laws and usages of war. Had Voltaire lived today he would have done to poverty what he did to war. Pitying the poor, he would have shown us poverty as a ridiculous anachronism, and both the ridicule and the pity would have expressed his indignation. About Author: VOLTAIREFran?ois-Marie Arouet (1694 – 1778), known by his nom de plume Voltaire, was a French Enlightenment writer, historian and philosopher famous for his wit, his attacks on the established Catholic Church, and his advocacy of freedom of religion, freedom of expression, and separation of church and state. Voltaire was a versatile writer, producing works in almost every literary form, including plays, poems, novels, essays, and historical and scientific works. He wrote more than 20,000 letters and more than 2,000 books and pamphlets. He was an outspoken advocate, despite the risk this placed him in under the strict censorship laws of the time. As a satirical polemicist, he frequently made use of his works to criticize intolerance, religious dogma, and the French institutions of his day.

Kedves Feln?ttek! ?Ez a k?nyv Nektek készült! T?rténetünk a XXXIV. században játszódik. Egy királyi család nem épp szokványos életén keresztül betekintést nyerhetünk a j?v?be. ??j faj k?rvonalazódik, aminek fejl?dése megállíthatatlan. ?Unalmasnak t?n?, idillikus életüket felváltja a S?tétség er?ivel folytatott harc, aminek kimenetele végleg meghatározza a F?ld bolygó sorsát...

The history of our English translations of "Don Quixote" is instructive. Shelton's, the first in any language, was made, apparently, about 1608, but not published till 1612. This of course was only the First Part. It has been asserted that the Second, published in 1620, is not the work of Shelton, but there is nothing to support the assertion save the fact that it has less spirit, less of what we generally understand by "go," about it than the first, which would be only natural if the first were the work of a young man writing currente calamo, and the second that of a middle-aged man writing for a bookseller. On the other hand, it is closer and more literal, the style is the same, the very same translations, or mistranslations, occur in it, and it is extremely unlikely that a new translator would, by suppressing his name, have allowed Shelton to carry off the credit. In 1687 John Phillips, Milton's nephew, produced a "Don Quixote" "made English," he says, "according to the humour of our modern language." His "Quixote" is not so much a translation as a travesty, and a travesty that for coarseness, vulgarity, and buffoonery is almost unexampled even in the literature of that day. But it is, after all, the humour of "Don Quixote" that distinguishes it from all other books of the romance kind. It is this that makes it, as one of the most judicial-minded of modern critics calls it, "the best novel in the world beyond all comparison." It is its varied humour, ranging from broad farce to comedy as subtle as Shakespeare's or Moliere's that has naturalised it in every country where there are readers, and made it a classic in every language that has a literature.

The saber was the weapon of the soldiers and dueling heroes here in the Carpathian Basin for more than a thousand years. During this time it became more than a simple tool of fighting. It became a loyal companion and a symbol of valor of the wielder. This weapon and the valiant spirit of its wielders became known in Western Europe and North American via Hungarians. At the time of our settlement Western Europe feared the sight of the saber, it became a worthy opponent of the Turkish and later, after the civil war of Rákóczi it brought us honor in the wars fought at the side of foreign countries. Maybe there is no other sword type like this which reserved its significance for so long time. ?The saber is not only an antique weapon of a past era, but much like a sports tool as a foil which is used at the Olympic Games. ?This book contains an elaborated practical curriculum. With the help of it, the saber fencing can be learned from the basics to master level. The book guides the reader through hundreds of exercises with the help of more than a hundred photographic illustrations. These can help anyone to learn the basic moves, the more complex exercises and even the trick-cuts or disarmament. ?We prove with this book that the saber fencing is a living sport and martial art.

sszefoglaló knyvem olyan témát mutat be, amivel már tbb ismeretterjeszt írásban találkozhatott az olvasó, ám ezúttal olyan részletekkel és érdekességekkel találkozunk, amit eme knyvek alig, vagy egyáltalán nem taglalnak. E szerzeményben végigkvetjük a Fld mélyérl induló izzó anyagot, a kérgen át a felszínig, ahol tüzet és pusztítást zúdít mindenre és mindenkire a kzelben. Bemutatom, hogy mi lesz a kihlt lávából, és milyen formákat hoz létre. Ezen külnleges természeti képzdmények kialakulását és fejdését vesszük górcs alá. Megismerkedünk pár külnleges tzhányóval, amik pusztításuk révén rendkívüli hatással voltak nemcsak krnyezetükre, hanem az emberiségre is. Olyan ismereteket mutatunk be, amelyek meglepetést okozhatnak az olvasóknak.

FIRE MOUNTAIN IS "A THRILLING SEA STORY BY "NORMAN SPRINGER", AUTHOR OF "THE BLOOD SHIP" Years. Bright, aslant eyes, and a suave and ever-ready smile that broke immediately Martin met his gaze. "You will be so good as to inform the honorable that Dr. Ichi is here?" he asked in precise and stilted voice. Ever the same—the noiseless entry, the quietly spoken request for the lawyer. Martin repressed a flash of irritation; the little Japanese, with his uncanny soft-footedness and stereotyped address, got upon his nerves. However, his orders were explicit; Mr. Smatt would see Dr. Ichi without delay or preliminary, whenever Dr. Ichi favored the office with a visit. It was already the third visit that day, but orders were orders. So, Martin inclined his head toward the door of Smatt's private office. The Japanese crossed the room. He bowed to Martin, as stately a bow as if Martin were also an "honorable," instead of a poor devil of a law clerk; then, noiselessly as he had entered the outer office, Dr. Ichi disappeared within Smatt's sanctum. Martin turned to his window again. But his bright day dream was fled, and he could not conjure it back again. The view was without charm. His thoughts, despite himself, persisted in centering upon the dapper little figure now closeted with his employer. The dandified Jap aroused Martin's interest. What manner of client was this Dr. Ichi? Martin had not seen a single scrap of paper, nor had Smatt dropped a single hint, concerning the case. It was mysterious! Martin was not an overly curious chap, but he was human. It was another of Smatt's secret cases, thought Martin. Another token of those hidden activities of the old vulture, which he sensed, but did not know about. For, though Martin attended to the routine work, though his duties were responsible—Smatt specialized and was prominent in maritime law—still Martin knew he did not enjoy his employer's complete confidence. Much of Smatt's time was taken up with cases Martin knew nothing about, with clients who appeared to shun the daylight of the courts. The Nippon Trading Company, for instance! Martin knew Smatt was interested in a company of that name—a strange company, that apparently conducted business without using the mails. And there was business between Ichi and Smatt—money, or Smatt would have nothing to do with it. The mystery aroused Martin's dormant curiosity. But all his speculation was pointless. Martin bethought himself of the marine affidavit lying uncompleted upon his desk. He turned from the window with the intention of applying himself to that task—and he discovered the office to have a second visitor. Another unusual figure who possessed the penchant for surreptitious entry. He observed the fellow in the very act of closing the office door.

– Itt Zachary Horner beszél! Miben segíthetek? – Jó estét kívánunk Zachary James Horner! A Brit Szerencsejáték Sz?vetség ?r?mmel értesíti ?nt, hogy megnyerte a British Bonus f?nyereményét, azaz nyolcvan?tmillió fontot. – A rohadt élet! – d?bbent meg a fiatalember a hír hallatán, majd felülve az ágyán, nagy ?r?mmel folytatta – Ez most azt jelenti, hogy eltalálták mind a négy számot, amit megjátszottam? – Igen, tisztelt uram! Ez a legmagasabb ?sszeg, amit ember eddig valaha nyert. Nyereményét bármikor átveheti a londoni k?zpontunkban is személyesen, de akár bankszámlára is elutalhatjuk ?nnek.

Fegyverek lehetnek-e pusztítóbb, gyilkos fegyverek, Mint a ragyogó n?i szemek? Lágy természet sátrába bekuporodva, A nap csak mécsesként pislákolva, ?rzi szerelmedet. Hallottál még annyi árulásról, Mit egy szép h?lgy magába tárol? ?szi es?ként patakba folyt a k?nny, F?ld anyánk méhében új gy?trelem k?sz?n. Burkában fogva vagy. Menekültél már asszonyi kacagás el?l, Mi kíméletlenül, hátadba t?rként kerül? Ha igen, keress meg engem kedvesem, ?n már régen letettem fegyverem. Szeg?dj társamul. Ajánlások... ?Els?re nagyon szép! Azok a k?lt?i képek, hasonlatok. Tudom, nem lehet egy m?b?l kiragadni részeket /nem is illik/, de mégis... ?Ha igen, keress meg engem kedvesem, ?n már régen letettem fegyverem.” Nem gy?ny?r?? A hangulata is tetszik.” - Szabó Mihály ?Fantasztikusan szép vers!” - Lehoczky Judit ?nekesn? ?Mária versei a mindennapi emberhez szólnak. Helyettünk fogalmazza meg az ?r?m?t, bánatot, érzéseket, melyek olyan ismer?sek számunkra. Hiszen mindenki volt szerelmes, a szerencséseknek még van szeretett ?desanyja, és mindenki találkozik élete során azzal a kérdéssel, mi végre is született erre a világra. Ezért olyan k?zeliek számunkra Mária sorai, hiszen az életünk legfontosabb gondolatait formálja meg k?lteményeiben.” - Geberle Zsóka

A háború el?szele már mindenütt érezhet?: az utakat másfajúak renegát csapatai tartják rettegésben, a városok utcáin rejtélyes halálesetek t?rténnek. A királyok nem bíznak t?bbé a varázslókban, akik azt képzelik, varázshatalmuk feljogosítja ?ket, hogy beleártsák magukat a politikába. Némelyikük a szabad országok javáért cselekszik, mások ?n?s érdekb?l, de a varázslók álságos mosolya és felszínes csevegése m?g?tt sorsd?nt? játszmák zajlanak. Ríviai Geralt mindig is büszke volt semlegességére. A vaják korábban úgy gondolta, elegend?, hogy a saját sorsáról d?nts?n… csakhogy akkor még nem kellett mások miatt aggódnia. Egyedül k?nny? semlegesnek maradni, de ha egy kislány élete a tét, már nem annyira. Geralt igyekszik mindent megtenni Ciri védelmében.  

". . . aphorism are seldom couched in such terms, that they should be taken as they sound precisely, or according to the widest extent of signification; but do commonly need exposition, and admit exception: otherwise frequently they would not only clash with reason and experience, but interfere, thwart, and supplant one another." ? ? ? ? Issac Barrow "The very essence of an aphorism is that slight exaggeration which makes it more biting whilst less rigidly accurate." ? ? ? ?—Leslie Stephen There are of course, girls and girls; yet at heart they are pretty much alike. In age, naturally, they differ wildly. But this is a thorny subject. Suffice it to say that all men love all girls-the maid of sweet sixteen equally with the maid of untold age. There is something exasperatingly something-or-otherish about girls. And they know it—which makes them more something-or-otherish still:—there is no other word for it. A girl is a complicated thing. It is made up of clothes, smiles, a pompadour, things of which space and prudence forbid the enumeration here. These things by themselves do not constitute a girl which is obvious; nor is any one girl without these things which is not too obvious. Where the things end and the girl begins many men have tried to find out. Many girls would like to be men—except on occasions. At least so they say, but perhaps this is just a part of their something-or-otherishness. Why they should want to be men, men cannot conceive. Men pale before them, grow hot and cold before them, run before them (and after them), swear by them (and at them), and a bit of a chit of a thing in short skirts and lisle-thread stockings will twist able-bodied males round her little finger.It is an open secret that girls are fonder of men than they are of one another—which is very lucky for the men. Girls differ; and the same girl is different at different times. When she is by herself, she is one thing. When she is with other girls she is another thing. When she is with a lot of men, she is a third sort of thing. When she is with a man. . . But this baffled even Agur the son of Jakeh.As a rule, a man prefers a girl by herself. This is natural. And yet is said that you cannot have too much of a good thing. If this were true, a bevy of girls would be the height of happiness. Yet some men would sooner face the bulls of Bashan.Some foolish men—probably poets—have sought for and asserted the existence of the ideal girl. This is sheer nonsense: there is no such thing. And if there were, she could not compare with the real girl, the girl of flesh and blood—which (as some one ought to have said) are excellent things in woman. Other men, equally foolish, have regarded girls as playthings. I wish these men had tried to play with them. They would have found that they were playing with fire and brimstone. Yet the veriest spit-fire can be wondrous sweet.Sweet? Yes. On the whole a girl is the sweetest thing known or knowable. On the 6 whole of this terrestrial sphere Nature has produced nothing more adorable than the high-spirited high-bred girl.—Of this she is quite aware—to our cost (I speak as a man). The consequence is, her price has gone up, and man has to pay high and pay all sorts of things—ices, sweets, champagne, drives, church-goings, and sometimes spot-cash.

Documentele publicate sub egida Institutului de Istorie ?George Bari?iu“ al Academiei Rom?ne au fost structurate ?n dou? p?r?i: Emigra?ia albgardist? ?i Biserica Rus? din Bucure?ti. Prima parte cuprinde r?spunsul direc?iilor regionale la Ordinul Direc?iei Generale a Securit??ii Statului nr. 354/81558 privind albgardi?tii din raza acestora de competen??, iar cea de a doua – materiale ale Direc?iei Regionale a Securit??ii Bucure?ti despre personalul, emigran?ii ?i refugia?ii care frecventeaz? Biserica Rus?. Sursele relev? destinul, starea de spirit ?i material? a fo?tilor membri ai armatelor ruse ?i ucrainene stabili?i ?n Rom?nia, supravie?uitori ai celor dou? r?zboaie mondiale, liderii fiind deja aresta?i.Din sinteza informativ? a Direc?iei Regionale a Securit??ii Bac?u din 27 octombrie 1951:??n urma ac?iunilor contrarevolu?ionare desf??urate ?n t?n?rul Stat Sovietic de c?tre bandele conduse de Denikin, Kerenski ?i Vranghel, bande ce au fost distruse de c?tre t?n?ra Armat? Ro?ie Sovietic? ?i alungate peste grani?ele Statului Sovietic, ?i ?n ?ar? la noi au venit o serie de elemente ce au f?cut parte din aceste armate, care ?i-au stabilit domiciliul ?n diferite ora?e ale ??rii noastre, unde sub regimul burghezo-mo?ieresc ce se afla ?n acel timp la c?rma ??rii noastre au g?sit azil ?i ocrotire.Astfel ?i ?n regiunea Bac?u din aceste elemente identificate p?n? ?n prezent sunt ?n num?r de 6 persoane, ?i anume: Mateevski Konstantin, ?n prezent domiciliat ?n Piatra-Neam?, de profesie electrician ?i mecanic, angajat ?n aceast? func?ie la Sovromlemn Piatra-Neam?; Petrovski Vasile, fost colonel de artilerie ?i avia?ie ?n armata alb? a lui Vranghel, ?n prezent domiciliat ?n Piatra-Neam?, fiind angajat ca magazioner la fabrica Bistri?a din Piatra-Neam?; Galini?cenko Alexandru, domiciliat ?n Piatra-Neam?, f?r? ocupa?ie, ?n prezent fiind b?tr?n; Kazimirov Mark, de profesie ?ofer angajat ?n aceast? calitate la fabrica ?Reconstruc?ia“ Piatra-Neam?, fost ofi?er ?n Armata Alb? ucrainean?, ?n prezent lucreaz? ca t?mplar, ?i Babici Ifrim, fost ofi?er ?n armata lui Vranghel, actualmente domiciliat ?n comuna Tarc?u, raionul Piatra-Neam?, cu serviciul la Sovromlemn.?n leg?tur? cu susnumi?ii trebuie s? ar?t?m c? dac? ?n trecut existau unele rela?ii de prietenie ?ntre d?n?ii, ?nt?lniri ?n care ??i reaminteau cu pl?cere de trecutul lor, ast?zi, fiind elemente b?tr?ne, nu se mai observ? aceste leg?turi, mai ales c? majoritatea sunt c?s?tori?i cu cet??ence rom?ne ?i parte dintre d?n?ii au chiar ?i copii.De asemeni, din cele cunoscute de noi rezult? c? ace?tia nu ?ntre?in leg?turi prin coresponden?? cu str?in?tatea ?i nici cu elementele dubioase ?i du?m?noase din locurile unde tr?iesc ei. S-a putut constata c? aceste elemente sunt extrem de fricoase ca nu cumva s? vin? o dispozi?ie care s?-i pun? ?n situa?ia s? se ?ntoarc? ?n URSS, obliga?i. Comentarii ?n acest gen au fost extrem de multe ?n r?ndurile lor, ?n special ?ntre anii 1945-1946, c?nd ei credeau sigur c? vor fi evacua?i din ?ara noastr? ?i trimi?i ?n Uniunea Sovietic?. Totu?i ?i ?n prezent, de?i b?tr?ni, exist? ?i ?n r?ndurile lor unele comentarii ?i nemul?umiri, pe care ?ns? ?i le arat? ?n anturajul restr?ns pe care eventual ?l au.“

Poeziile lui Giorgio Baffo (1694-1768), mentor al lui Casanova, sunt de o sinceritate dezarmant?. Un limbaj poetic picant, cu un efect direct asupra cititorului. Erotismul abund? ?n rostogoliri de imagini fierbin?i, iar sonetele autorului italian par o petrecere ?n rime, care iau peste picior bunele moravuri ale epocii.?F?r? Baffo, n?am avea idee de decaden?a voluptuoas? a Serenissimei Republici. Prin el, cunoa?tem via?a sexual? a Vene?iei, cu serb?ri, cu osterii, cu cazinouri, cu jocuri de noroc, cu dansatoare ?i cu c?lug?ri?e liber?tine“ – Guillaume Apollinaire

Volumul de proz? scurt? al lui Dorin David reune?te dou?zeci ?i trei de scrieri, o parte din ele publicate ?n perioada 2001-2013 ?n revistele Calende, Vatra, Tribuna ?i Astra, restul fiind inedite.Povestirile penduleaz? ?ntre dou? universuri – cel al realit??ii imediate, cu personaje ?i situa?ii palpabile, ?i cel al fic?iunii literare, chiar al magicului –, care la un moment dat ??i confund? grani?ele, cititorul trec?nd , gra?ie ?u?ilor“ ?i ?ferestrelor“ sugerate cu subtilitate de autor, dintr-o dimensiune ?n alta.

"A lányok még viharosabban nevettek. Kelepei azonban t?prengve szítta a fogát. Azon gondolkodott, mi lenne, ha csakugyan idek?lt?zne? Lelki szeme el?tt egész csomó dolog jelent meg. A jó koszt, a dunyhás ágy, amellyel talán minden együtt jár, ingyen, ami a Háznak specialitása, ha az ember itt lakik helyben."

Volumul lui Cornel Mihai Ungureanu cuprinde interesante interviuri cu mari personalit??i ale culturii rom?ne?ti, din sfere multiple. Printre al?ii, Ana Blandiana, Gabriel Andreescu, Liviu Antonesei, Gellu Dorian, Bogdan Suceav?, Lucian Dan Teodorovici sau Daniel Cristea?Enache. Cititorul va g?si ?n paginile c?r?ii comentarii provocatoare privind operele ?i biografiile intervieva?ilor, precum ?i pagini din istoria tulbure din perioada comunist? ?i din cea contemporan?.

Volumul Marianei Damian reconstituie via?a celui mai iubit poet latin, Publius Ovidius Naso, ?n contextul istoric, politic ?i cultural al perioadei lui Augustus. Cartea este o radiografie am?nun?it? a fr?m?nt?rilor poetului roman ?n urma exil?rii sale la marginea imperiului, pe malul M?rii Negre, invit?ndu-i pe cititori la o relectur? a operei ovidiene din perspectiva motivelor ?nstr?in?rii, singur?t??ii ?i nostalgiei.

T?rténik Olivér házában, Frigyes herceg udvarában, valamint az Ardeni-erd?ben – vélhet?leg Franciaországban. Egy nagy erej? vitéz, miként nálunk majd Toldi, legy?z egy bajnokot. Bár testvére ármánya miatt meg kellett volna halnia a párviadalban, mégis az ? homlokára kerül a gy?ztesnek kijáró koszorú. ?s ezzel kezdetét veszi vessz?futása. El?bb csak bátyja, majd uralkodója haragja el?l, utóbb egyenest a szám?zetésbe. Vigaszul csupán egy mosoly, egy fehér lánykézb?l kapott amulett és ?reg szolgája sírig h? ragaszkodása szolgál. ?m az ardeni erd? mélyén további barátokra, igaz szerelemre, és el?z?tt hercegének birodalmára talál.

Volumul Save Point e un prilej bun de ?mp?care intre cele 2 p?r?i vitale autorului, cea tehnologic? ?i cea literat?, un mediu analog ?n care se gasesc instantanee, deseori in format ludic, ale unor lumi ?n care au loc evenimente at?t de mici ?i at?t de subit ?nc?t s-ar putea spune despre ele c? aproape nu au avut loc vreodat?.

ntre crile de poezie ale autoarei, Inima ca un pumn de boxeur este una dintre cele mai interesante deveniri“, una dintre multiplele sale viei“ artistice. Prima via a acestei cri a nceput n 1982 prin publicarea volumului la Editura Cartea Romneasc, constituind mpreun cu Scrisori neexpediate i Opinii despre durere revenirea n literatur a Norei Iuga dup aproape un deceniu n care poeta a avut interdicie de publicare. (Cezar Gheorghe)