Vòng Đời Trải Nghiệm Tâm Linh Về Sự Sống Và Cái Chết tải về miễn phí cuốn sách

Xin Shen shenxin523d0f4 — Though I had a hard time getting into this book, I found it to be quite entertaining once I was engaged. Delaney does a super job of fictionally describing the high points in Irish history by weaving the traditional Irish stories of history (Newgrange, Strongbow, Brian Boru, Finn McCool) under one plot - a mysterious, traveling Irish storyteller pursued for years by a boy who is mesmerized by his amazing stories. There are strong subplots and a twist at the end. This would be a great read for anyone interested in Ireland or travel to Ireland because Delaney covers so much of the history and really demonstrates the Irish people's fascination with stories and story-tellers. I also appreciate Delaney's command of language.

Kristie L kristielst0e84 — This book is what its title claims: a comprehensive—and often hilarious—look at the big moments in natural history, chemistry, biology, astronomy, etc. Bryson's breezy narrative style suits the project well, and his initial professed ignorance helps get the reader on board from the outset (no didacticism here—he’s a dummy like the rest of us (well, me, at any rate)). He may be prone to overdo the humor (or perhaps go too far in the cheese department), but the fact that he adopts a rather irreverent tone with respect to these hallowed men and their theories, experiments, etc. makes for an enjoyable journey (the reader feels like a school kid making fun of the master behind his back). It is truly a marvel how, in merely a few sentences, Bryson sums up the lives of the most renowned in the history of all science, and how many of these summations have one’s jaw dropping at the levels of misfortune that befell some of these characters. While enjoyable, this book is, quite frankly, a doom-laden tome. Part of Bryson's success is his ability, via avuncular hardy har har, to impart these soul-searing scenarios of random chance and inevitable obliteration without sounding like a guy on the corner in a white robe with a Repent! The End is Nigh! sign in his hands. Bryson is more like, "Check out this marvelous, mind-blowing factoid about the universe's inception...oh, and hey, by the way, we're doomed." Bryson’s not a bully, but he’s covering a bludgeoning subject. We find ourselves cowed by geologic time: we're such a blip on the screen, a pebble on the celestial highway, that it's hard not to feel utterly inconsequential in the grand scheme. This is particularly true for those of us who harbor delusions of, if not grandeur, than leaving some sort of lasting impression on the world (even if it's merely negative). The random nature of evolution contributes to a feeling of fundamental ennui: the development of life—our species in particular—can be read as such a fluke that it produces a kind of "Jeez, I'm just lucky to be here" immobilizing humility. Ultimately, this book isn't about retention: it's a crash course in the origins and development of our natural world/cosmos. The endeavor in itself is ridiculous, which is one of the charming elements of Bryson's book: If it's hubris that prompts him to tackle this, then it's of a remarkably ingenuous, "hey, why not?" or "I'm just trying to help" variety. The material goes in and out of the reader’s consciousness, page by page, chapter by chapter, and one finds oneself enveloped in wonder and fear by turns. But the totality of the reading experience leaves a residual presence in the head of the reader: she may not know specifics, but she’s been given a glimpse of the known world from the perspective of EVERY discipline in the natural sciences—a remarkable accomplishment on Bryson's part.