Yetişkinler İçin Yaratıcı Boyama 60Lar-Kolektif ücretsiz kitap indir

Huikyoung Shon dogsletter — Kayak tatilinde Jake ve Zoe çığa yakalanırlar. Dağdan otellerine geri döndüklerinde, herkesin gittiğini görürler. İnsansız. Hayvan yok. Ve zaman çok garip davranıyor.

Joris D jorisdls — The book that got me reading and spending all my preteen dollars on book club. Luckily I didn't grow up in the Bratz era. Think of the person I could have been.

Sofia Manrique sofiamaga — (written june 10, 2006) wednesday night i finished ignorance, about the third or fourth novel of milan kundera's that i have read. so far i have found that his later works, such as this, written in the language of his adopted home (french) rather than his homeland (czech) are simpler, more confined. not in a better or worse kind of way, but in a more removed way. which makes sense, after all. much of what he is writing about is the push and pull of immigration/emigration, for him and his fellow czechs all resulting from the '68 take-over by the russians. the novels written in czech are bound to be more chaotic, earthier, more scrambled. in our mother tongue we are both more ourselves yet less able to express it. and when we acquire a new language, a new way of transmitting thoughts, our very frame of reference is raised, which both grants us greater clarity yet also makes us more distant. most of all, you can't go home again. in this odyssey-like novel, irene and josef realize not only that, but how much their immigration filled other needs. there are brilliant moments, such as the description of nostalgia, a central theme. the word comes from the Greek nostos (return) and algos(suffering) and is the "suffering caused by an unappeased yearning to return." yet despite this and other beautiful arcs, ignorance doesn't really compare to the two great kundera novels i have read, "the unbearable lightness of being" and "the book of laughter and forgetting." they may be more complex, and rough around the edges in some ways, but they are more thorough, more deeply philosophical, and more joyous to lose oneself in.