Rudin, by Ivan Turgenev, is a Russian fiction classic and a nostalgic story of a man in his late twenties, torn between his much loved but barbaric homeland and a comfortable but unsatisfactory life in Europe. Translated by Constance Garnett, 1894 edition. The novel begins with the introduction of three of the characters – Aleksandra, Lezhnev, and Pandalevskii. Pandalevskii relates to Aleksandra Dar’ya Mikhailovna’s invitation to come and meet a Baron Muffel’. Instead of the Baron, Rudin arrives and captivates everyone immediately with his intelligent and witty speeches during the argument with Pigasov.

VIRGIN SOIL by Ivan Sergeyevich Turgenev (1818-1883) is his last and longest novel. In it he finally says everything yet unsaid on the subject of social change, idealism and yet futility of revolutions, serfs and peasants, and the upper classes. The hero, Nezhdanov -- the disillusioned young son of a nobleman -- and the Populist movement are young idealists working to bridge the gap between the common people and the nobility, and through them Turgenev works out his own troubled thoughts about social reform and tradition, vitality and stagnation. The ideas of gradual reform shown here are eventually to be supplanted by the extremism of the Russian Revolution -- but that is yet to come.

"TOM!"?No answer.?"TOM!"?No answer.??"What's gone with that boy, I wonder? You TOM!"?No answer.??The old lady pulled her spectacles down and looked over them about the room; then she put them up and looked out under them. She seldom or never looked through them for so small a thing as a boy; they were her state pair, the pride of her heart, and were built for "style," not service—she could have seen through a pair of stove-lids just as well. She looked perplexed for a moment, and then said, not fiercely, but still loud enough for the furniture to hear:??"Well, I lay if I get hold of you I'll—"??She did not finish, for by this time she was bending down and punching under the bed with the broom, and so she needed breath to punctuate the punches with. She resurrected nothing but the cat.??"I never did see the beat of that boy!"?She went to the open door and stood in it and looked out among the tomato vines and "jimpson" weeds that constituted the garden. No Tom. So she lifted up her voice at an angle calculated for dis-tance and shouted:??"Y-o-u-u TOM!"

CONTENTS: The Golden Age Dream Days The Reluctant Dragon The Wind in the Willows

The further adventures of five brothers and sisters growing up in the English countryside in the late nineteenth century. Sequel to "The Golden Age."

In Sister Carrie, Dreiser portrayed a changing society, writing about a young woman who flees rural life for the city (Chicago) and struggles with poverty, complex relationships with men, and prostitution. It sold poorly and was considered controversial because of moral objections to his featuring a country girl who pursues her dreams of fame and fortune through relationships with men. The book has since acquired a considerable reputation. It has been called the "greatest of all American urban novels." It was adapted as a 1952 film by the same name, directed by William Wyler and starring Laurence Olivier and Jennifer Jones.??"..When Caroline Meeber boarded the afternoon train for Chicago, her total outfit consisted of a small trunk, a cheap imita-tion alligator-skin satchel, a small lunch in a paper box, and a yellow leather snap purse, containing her ticket, a scrap of paper with her sister's address in Van Buren Street, and four dollars in money. It was in August, 1889. ??She was eighteen years of age, bright, timid, and full of the illusions of ignorance and youth. Whatever touch of regret at parting characterised her thoughts, it was certainly not for advantages now being given up. A gush of tears at her mother's farewell kiss, a touch in her throat when the cars clacked by the flour mill where her father worked by the day, a pathetic sigh as the familiar green environs of the village passed in review, and the threads which bound her so lightly to girlhood and home were irretrievably broken.."

Non abbiate paura! Nu v? fie team?!Cuvintele rostite de papa Ioan Paul al II-lea ?n octombrie 1978, la inaugurarea pontificatului s?u, aveau s? trezeasc? ?n sufletele polonezilor ?i ale tuturor celor oprima?i de comunism dorin?a de a fi liberi ?i curajul de a lupta pentru libertate. ?n urm?torii ani, papa a devenit cel mai puternic simbol al luptei anticomuniste. Uniunea Sovietic? ?l considera pe Ioan Paul al II-lea (?i, implicit, Biserica Catolic?) o amenin?are la adresa stabilit??ii ?n Europa de Est ?i inamicul num?rul unu al statului. Deloc surprinz?tor, KGB-ul a pus la punct o re?ea impresionant? de spioni ?i agen?i dubli ?i chiar a ?ncercat s?-l asasineze pe pap?.Paradoxal ?ns?, cu c?t erau mai persecuta?i pentru credin?a lor, cu at?t oamenii erau dispu?i s?-?i ri?te via?a pentru libertate. Dovezile lor de curaj sunt impresionante, a?a cum impresionante sunt, dar ?n sens negativ, cazurile preo?ilor care ?i-au tr?dat biserica, trec?nd de partea celui mai mare du?man al acesteia, regimul comunist.Jurnalist ?i ofi?er ?n rezerv? al serviciului de informa?ii al Armatei SUA, John Koehler prezint? cititorilor documente ?i transcrieri ale unor stenograme necunoscute p?n? acum, realiz?nd o cronic? f?r? precedent a R?zboiului Rece dus de URSS ?mpotriva Bisericii Catolice ?i contribuind, astfel, decisiv la cunoa?terea istoriei secolului XX.

nchipuiete-i c i-ai pierdut prinii, dar nu ntr-un loc, ci ntr-un alt timp…Londra, secolul XXI. ntr-o zi ploioas, la ntoarcerea de la coal, Jake Djones un puti de paisprezece ani, este rpit de nite brbai ciudai. Acetia pretind c acioneaz pentru propria lui siguran i l duc n cartierul general al organizaiei lor, n Normandia, n… veacul al XIX-lea! Acolo, Jake afl c prinii lui au disprut i c ar putea fi oriunde, din Epoca Pietrei pn n secolul al XIX-lea, pentru c sunt cltori n timp i membri ai Serviciului Secret al Pzitorilor Istoriei. Responsabilitatea lor este aceea de a pzi istoria aa cum o tim noi, mpiedicnd un duman extrem de periculos s schimbe cursul evenimentelor.Veneia, iulie 1506. Diabolicul prin Zeldt i acoliii si pun la cale un plan minuios de a declana ciuma i de distruge epoca Renaterii. Alturi de cei trei ageni desemnai de organizaia secret, Jake se mbarc ntr-o cltorie plin de suspans, hotrt s-i gseasc prinii. Avnd ca arme doar calitile sale nnscute, curajul i o sticlu cu un lichid care nlesnete saltul n timp, putiul i asum misiunea de a lupta mpotriva teribilei armate a prinului Zeldt. Aventurile lui sunt pline de rsturnri neateptate de situaie, n care se confrunt cu spionaj de nalt clas, rpiri periculoase, chiar i o crim!Trecutul este n primejdie! Numai Jake l poate salva!A sosit clipa s faci cunotin cu un nou erou!Roman tradus n peste 25 de limbin curs de ecranizare la Working Title Films

C?nd se treze?te ?n cartierul general al C?ut?torilor, du?manii ei dintotdeauna, Calla Tor este sigur? c? zilele ?i sunt num?rate. Dar C?ut?torii ?i fac o ofert? care ?i d? ?ansa de a-?i distruge fo?tii st?p?ni ?i de a-?i salva haita ?i partenerul, pe care a fost nevoit? s?-i abandoneze. Merit? oare Ren pre?ul libert??ii ei? ?i va r?m?ne Shay al?turi, orice s-ar ?nt?mpla? Lu?ndu-?i soarta ?n propriile m?ini, Calla trebuie s? ?nve?e ce b?t?lii merit? purtate ?i prin c?te ?ncerc?ri poate trece adev?rata dragoste f?r? s? se sting?.Merit? oare dragostea sacrificiul suprem? R?spunsul ?l vei g?si ?n ultima parte a trilogiei.?O poveste tulbur?toare, plin? de ac?iune, de suspans ?i, evident, de dragoste… ??i vei dori mai mult!“ – Romantic Times Book Reviews?O saga fantasy construit? inteligent, care te ?ine cu sufletul la gur?.“ – The Associated Press?Sexy ?i palpitant?.“ – Becca Fitzpatrick

Suite des Cages flottantes. Extrait : Et alors votre mari a administré une gifle formidable au baron, qui est allé rouler dans les placards en cassant de la porcelaine de prix. Oh ! ?a a été admirablement fait ! Maxime a toujours eu une poigne très solide. Là-dessus, il est parti en disant : ? J’attends vos témoins. ? Le baron m’a prié d’être son premier témoin. Je me suis récusé. J’ai toujours été beaucoup plus l’ami de Maxime que celui du baron ; enfin, madame, je suis aussi votre ami, à vous, et je viens offrir mes services au marquis.

Spionaj de anvergur? interna?ional? ?i o urm?rire spectaculoas? de la un cap?t la altul al Europei. La c?teva luni dup? ce a z?d?rnicit un atac terorist interna?ional, Jonathan Ransom, chirurg ?n cadrul organiza?iei Medici F?r? Frontiere, lucreaz? sub acoperire ?ntr-un col? ?ndep?rtat al Africii. So?ia sa, Emma, urm?rit? de serviciul secret american Divizia, din care f?cuse parte, se ascunde ?i ea. Cei doi sperau s? se ?nt?lneasc? ?n secret ?n Londra, dar un nou atac terorist le strica weekendul romantic. Emma dispare din nou, Jonathan devine suspectul principal ?i totul se transform? ?ntr-un adev?rat haos. Obligat s? fie mereu cu un pas ?naintea poli?iei ?i s? anticipeze totodat? mi?c?rile Emmei, ?n al c?rei trecut se vede nevoit s? sape tot mai ad?nc, Jonathan ?ncepe o curs? de-a lungul Europei, ?n care va descoperi c? nu este dec?t un pion ?ntr-un joc al spionajului interna?ional a c?rui miz? ?i complexitate dep??esc cu mult orice imagina?ie.

Gaston Leroux est un romancier fran?ais, né le 6 mai 1868 à Paris (10e arr.) et mort le 15 avril 1927 à Nice (Alpes-Maritimes). Il est surtout connu pour ses romans policiers empreints de fantastique.

Le terrible Chéri-Bibi réussit, avec ses compagnons d'infortune, à se rendre ma?tre du navire qui le conduit au bagne de Cayenne. Il raconte qu'il a été accusé à tort du meurtre du marquis du Touchais dont le fils a épousé Cécily, la fille de son patron, dont il était lui-même fort amoureux. Or, le jeune marquis, qui trompe sa femme, passe avec son yacht à proximité du navire...

„Romanele ?i povestirile lui Golding nu sunt numai parabole morale sobre ?i mituri întunecate despre for?ele distrug?toare ?i perfide ale r?ului, ci ?i istorii aventuroase, pline de farmec, ce pot fi citite ca atare, debordând de pl?cerea de a povesti, de inventivitate ?i suspans.“ – Comitetul Nobel „Compact ?i plin de vigoare… O poveste captivant?.“ – The New York Times Book Review „Golding a fost un scriitor […] cu o minunat? voca?ie epopeic?. [S-a priceput s? spun?] pove?ti originare, despre cum a înv??at omul s? vorbeasc?, despre izvoarele r?ului, despre straniile surse ale artei.“ – Malcom Bradbury Clasici moderni Litera pune laolalt? scriitori moderni ale c?ror opere au devenit deja repere clasice. Cele mai importante, mai provocatoare, mai emo?ionante, mai revolu?ionare opere din ultimii 125 de ani – c?r?i care vor continua s? fie citite de la o genera?ie la alta.

Kafka se pricepe s dezvluie pretutindeni lumina tinuit. Ai impresia c descoperi o mare nsorit, cu valuri ce sunt niri de lumin i n faa creia trebuie s nchizi, orbit, ochii, pentru a te adposti la umbr.“ (Max Brod) Kafka este cel mai mare scriitor de limb german al timpului nostru. Poei precum Rilke, romancieri precum Mann par fies pleasc n comparaie cu el, fie s radieze o lumin puternic, dar artificial.“ (Vladimir Nabokov) Poate cel mai interesant scriitor al generaiei sale... Un geniu straniu i deconcertant.“ (Edwin Muir) Cu ct opera e mai desvrit, cu att mai puin ne trimite ea spre autorul ei. [...] Franz Kafka este scriitorul care i-a consumat experiena de via n asemenea msur, nct referirea la biografie devine superflu.“ (Martin Walser)

A love story in Los Angeles, New York and ?stanbul..? This is first book written as a hobby by Author.

When founding the Pilawin preserve in 1901 my intention was limited to the breeding of elk, which still have their native haunts not very far away to the north, but have for many years ceased to inhabit these forests. No one, to my knowledge, has hitherto attempted to naturalise these splendid deer in enclosed parks; but the fact that Pilawin forms a part of their original habitat induced me to try the experiment, which has thus far proved an unqualified success. The first big game introduced in Pilawin were thus elk; but soon after their introduction I had the opportunity when in England of visiting the famous park of the Duke of Bedford at Woburn, and the wonders there seen enlarged my ideas with regard to Pilawin. Without any thought of rivalling the marvels of Woburn, I accordingly decided to add to the Pilawin park such of the deer of North America and Asia as appeared likely to thrive in Russia. Consequently I lost no time in obtaining specimens of American and Siberian wapiti, as well as of Caucasian red deer and the Manchurian Dybowski’s deer, after which I continued to add other new inhabitants to the park as opportunity occurred. In 1905, thanks to the kind intervention of Prince Victor Kotchoubey, who is at the head of the Imperial estates, I received from H.M. the Emperor of Russia the valuable gift of three bison from the Imperial preserves of Bielowicz; while in the following year a pair of their American relations, imported by Hagenbeck, was added to the herd.Much work still remains to be done before Pilawin is placed on such a level that will make it of real interest and importance to the study of natural history. If possible, I should like to make it the home of all such species of big game to which the climate and other local conditions prove suitable. And when established, I want them to live practically in their wild and natural state, breeding freely, and lacking any sense of confinement and limitation. I want, in fact, to see Pilawin, not a zoological garden, but a wild forest, where the noblest kinds of game may enjoy the largest possible amount of freedom, and where the sportsman may find the enjoyment of real sport and the naturalist a great field for study.Before concluding, I may avail myself of the opportunity of tendering my best thanks to all who have so kindly assisted me in the enterprise. My first thanks are due to H.M. the Emperor; and I have next to thank the Duke of Bedford for the promise of a young American bison, which I hope will reach Pilawin during the spring. To the Princes A. S. and F. Radziwill, to Count Constantin Potocki, and to Mr. Zalenski I am indebted for elk. To Mr. Poklewski-Roziell my acknowledgments are due for Siberian roe; while I have to thank Madame Ouwaroff for the valuable gift of a couple of beavers. I have likewise the pleasure of acknowledging the valuable services of the firm of Hagenbeck of Hamburg, who carried out to my entire satisfaction all orders regarding the importation of living animals into Pilawin.To the author of this little volume I desire to express my deepest gratitude and warmest thanks; and I am both proud and pleased that the first description of Pilawin should come from the pen of such a well-known naturalist as Mr. Lydekker. Last, but not least, my gratitude is due to the publisher for the man-ner in which this account of Pilawin is presented to the world. JOSEPH POTOCKI. Antoniny, January 1908.

The speaker had just pushed his horse over the brow of a slope which he and his servant had for some time been mounting, through the steamy warmth of a foggy May morning. The thick haze which lay heavy in this region of marshy ground had hidden the surrounding country from them hitherto; but as they reached the summit of the gradual rise they had been ascending, the cloud wreaths suddenly drifted away, and the sun began to shine out upon the undulating plain stretched before their eyes; and lo, the plain was alive with squadrons of soldiers—infantry, cavalry, artillery—drawn up in battle array; and the note of the bugle rang through the air, whilst away in the distance, on the opposite side of the plain, there was a movement which told that already the battle had begun. A sullen roar from the guns boomed forth, and the whole plain shook with the reverberation. Great masses of smoke rolled along and slowly dispersed after each salvo; but it was upon the evolutions of the bodies of horsemen and footmen that the keen eyes of the youthful traveller were intently fixed. "Dicon," he cried, "this is in all sooth a battle; and where the battle rages, there will the great victor of Blenheim be. We have not chanced upon this route in vain. Men warned us of the perils of seeking passage through a country which has become the theatre of war; but fortune's star has befriended us thus far, and now, if I mistake me not, we stand within sight of the greatest warrior of the age. For greatly shall I be astonished if the Duke of Marlborough himself be not conducting the evolutions of yonder squadrons."The brilliant dark eyes of the young man lighted with a great glow of excitement and admiration. He shaded them with his hand, and intently followed the evolutions of the moving masses in the plain stretched before his eyes. He was looking upon the village of Tavières and the mound of Ottomond, and the waters of the Mehaign rolled below at his feet. The right wing of the French army rested here, as he quickly saw; but for the moment the main activity lay over in the distance beyond Ramillies and Offuz, in the direction of Anderkirk. Yet as the traveller stood intently gazing, he saw a movement in the line of the allied army on this nearer side, and he exclaimed aloud in his excitement,— "See, Dicon, see! That attack yonder is but a feint. The key of the position lies here beneath us at Tavières, with its Tomb of Ottomond. See yonder those regiments of marching soldiers creeping round beneath the shelter of that rising ground! They will fling themselves upon the enemy's right, whilst the French general is diverting his available forces to protect his left. Villeroi, my friend, you did not well to dispose your forces in concave lines. You lose time in passing from place to place; and with such a general as our English Duke pitted against you, you cannot afford to lose any point in the game. Ha! See that? The Dutch and English soldiers are charging down upon Tavières! Watch how they come on—a great resistless tide of well-drilled veterans. See how they sweep all before them! See how the French fly forth! Ha, Villeroi, what think you now? Yes, you see your error; fain would you hurry back your reserves from left to right. But the time has gone by. They are miles away, and here are the Allies carrying all before them! Hurrah for old England! hurrah for the great Duke! Dicon, have you stomach for the fight? Do you remember Barcelona and Mountjuich? If we were men enough to help there, why not here too?"

Loongunis need constant changes to thrive, while the strange-haired Earthmen hate the endless moving around. When a sabotage impairs the shift engines of their traveling Box, the forced immobility might drive all Loongunis mad… unless their translator can work out a solution!?? Science fiction adventure at its best, told by multiple award-winning author Michèle Laframboise.?? ?? If you like first-contact situations featuring an alien POV, this one is for you! A chunky 7000-word SF story.?? ? * "The author does a good job narrating from the point of view of an alien who thinks in very different ways from a human." --Tangent Online "...the psychological and mathematical elements of the tale come even more to the fore and they are quite interesting." -- Featured Futures

Cinderella, or "The Little Glass Slipper", is a folk tale embodying a myth-element of unjust oppression/triumphant reward. Thousands of variants are known throughout the world. The title character is a young woman living in unfortunate circumstances, that are suddenly changed to remarkable fortune. The oldest documented version comes from China, and the oldest European version from Italy. The most popular version was first published by Charles Perrault in Histoires ou contes du temps passé in 1697, and later by the Brothers Grimm in their folk tale collection Grimms' Fairy Tales. Although the story's title and main character's name change in different languages, in English-language folklore "Cinderella" is the archetypal name. The word "Cinderella" has, by analogy, come to mean one whose attributes were unrecognized, or one who unexpectedly achieves recognition or success after a period of obscurity and neglect. The still-popular story of "Cinderella" continues to influence popular culture internationally, lending plot elements, allusions, and tropes to a wide variety of media. ONCE there was a gentleman who married, for his second wife, the proudest and most haughty woman that was ever seen. She had, by a former husband, two daughters of her own humour and they were indeed exactly like her in all things. He had likewise, by another wife, a young daughter, but of unparalleled goodness and sweetness of temper, which she took from her mother, who was the best creature in the world. No sooner were the ceremonies of the wedding over, but the stepmother began to shew herself in her colours. She could not bear the good qualities of this pretty girl; and the less, because they made her own daughters appear the more odious. She employed her in the meanest work of the house; she scoured the dishes, tables, &c. and rubbed Madam's chamber, and those of Misses, her daughters; she lay up in a sorry garret, upon a wretched straw-bed, while her sisters lay in fine rooms, with floors all inlaid, upon beds of the very newest fashion, and where they had looking-glasses so large, that they might see themselves at their full length, from head to foot.

Cartea de fa?? r?spunde unor ?ntreb?ri majore: ce este omul? Cine este omul? De ce este omul?Cartea cuprinde teme subiective de medita?ie, filosofie diletant? ?i analiz? psihologic?, ?n genul unor confesiuni, fiind structurat? pe trei p?r?i. Cuvintele abuzive reprezint? o g?ndire fraged?, haotic?, pueril?, prima descoperire a propriului g?nd ?n contradic?ie cu g?ndirea lumii ?i cu g?ndirea proprie ?n alt? faz? a ei, necesitatea dubl?rii g?ndirii ?n dezacordurile ei.Dialogurile sunt descoperirea min?ii personajului ?n proprie minte, descoperirea personajelor vie?ii ?i amintiri fugare ale unor ?nt?mpl?ri obi?nuite care primesc subiectivism paranoic.A treia parte prime?te obiectivitatea, a?a zis? universal?, a unui anumit Narator, care reinterpreteaz? ?i reintegreaz? g?ndurile unui anumit om, ales la ?nt?mplare, dar decis totu?i de circumstan?ele c?r?ii. Dovedirea c? omul ?i ?nsumeaz? pe to?i, lumea.