Truyện Cổ Nước Nam - Quyển 1: Phần Người Ta tải về miễn phí cuốn sách

Marta Menendez mmenendez3c2e9 — This book was a bestseller in Europe and was described as "gripping" and a "thriller". Although, there were many interesting themes, I did not find this book either gripping or a thriller. However, workplace bullying, the impulse for revenge, and the notion of evil (on both a macro and micro level) were pretty absorbing.

Cheong Ivy maydayivy — I’ll write a critical review – At least that’s what I’m thinking – ’Cause this book’s tone was much too dry As was the purple inking. It did discuss some critical Ideas, such as how Our instincts sway our reasoning – I’m thinking on this now. But still, the book’s critical mass Consists of lists and charts. What were the authors thinking? Did they learn rhetorical arts? Critical thinking, in this book, Means, “Just follow these rules So you can be more like your profs And less like average fools.” Of course, my learned friends are right. They just seem a bit uptight.

Temo K hiveworx — Alexandra Styron's memoir of her father is beautiful. I believe that she tells a very honest account of her life in the family Styron, as dominated by the brilliant writer but difficult person and, heartbreakingly, mentally ill, William Styron. I like the fact that she doesn't tell this tale strictly chronologically. It seems more realistic and more intriguing and more innovative to me that way. Styron's personality was problematic, but his catastrophic depression, not acknowledged and diagnosed until 1985, was earth-shattering. His last published novel, the masterpiece SOPHIE'S CHOICE, was published in 1979, and he died in 2006. That sentence alone should reveal the scope of the disaster. I love the way Alexandra declares of her father, "First and foremost, my father was a novelist. 'A high priest at the altar of fiction,' as Carlos Fuentes describes him, he consecrated himself to the Novel." (Not to his family, mind you ... to the Novel.) And this: "I think Daddy put his nonfiction in the category with his four living, breathing children. There was affection for what he'd made, and frequently, pride. But the Novel owned his heart, and was the one thing about which he really gave a damn." But this memoir is not a blast of hatred, and certainly not a series of whines, directed against Alexandra's father. Rather, there is much deep, abiding love here, a fair bit of hard won understanding, lots of pain, some humor, and an overweening sense of the adventure in being part of this particular family. "I do believe that Daddy's love for all of us, and ours for him, kept him alive," Alexandra writes. And this youngest child, I think, worked hard to understand and present to the best of her ability her father. Sometime after his first breakdown and his writing of his memorable account DARKNESS VISIBLE, he told her, "You know, anyone who writes a couple of first-rate novels in his lifetime has done all that can be expected of him." Thank you for those novels, William Styron. Rest in peace, and, as the Emily Dickinson poem you quoted so memorably in SOPHIE'S CHOICE directs, "wait till judgment break/Excellent and fair."