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Tacet a Mortuis: Hail to the king, and watch him reign. This game was somewhat fun until the finale came. Now we're here, with carnage and despair, and the only questions left to answer are the ones that do not appear.

זוכה פרס גתה 2005. אהבה וחושך הם שניים מן הכוחות הפועלים בספרו זה של עמוס עוז, אוטוביוגרפיה הכתובה כרומן משוכלל, מעשה ספרותי צרוף ומזוקק שנפרשים בו שורשי משפחתו של עוז, קורות ילדותו ונעוריו בירושלים בקיבוץ חולדה, חייהם הטרגיים של הוריו, וכן תיאורים אפיים נרחבים של ירושלים, תל אביב וחיי הקיבוץ בשנות השלושים, הארבעים והחמישים.

Madison Montgomery comes from money and power, but when someone close to her commits the ultimate crime, Madison must live with her tainted name for the rest of her life. When she begins Riverside Preparatory Academy, the private school her father has swept her into in The Hamptons, she hopes for a fresh start. What she wasn't hoping for was the pack of bad boys who run the school - 10, to be exact. When Madison gains the attention of their leader, Bishop Vincent Hayes, a whole new world that she didn't think existed is exposed to her.

Set in 1950s Jerusalem, My Michael is the story of a remote and intense woman named Hannah Gonen and her marriage to a decent but unremarkable man named Michael. As the years pass and Hannah's tempestuous fantasy life encroaches on reality, she feels increasingly estranged from him, and the marriage gradually disintegrates. Gorgeously written and profoundly moving, this extraordinary novel is at once a haunting love story and a rich, reflective portrait of a place.

When people hear the word Quaker, their first association is often oats, motor oil, or the Amish—but oatmeal, automobile lubricant, and avoiding electricity have nothing to do with the Quakers' holistic mysticism. What is central to Quaker spirituality is the Divine Center, an inner sanctuary where the very Presence of God dwells. As Quaker theologian Rufus Jones wrote: “The kingdom of God is not a place where we go, but a state of being we can live in.” And we don’t need to take the journey by horse and buggy! Let Amos Smith open your heart and expand your mind. Quakerism holds ...

I have to believe in hope. I have to believe in my love for Death, for a future beyond this pain and drama. But why does hope feel like such a foolish dream at this point?

Eleven-year-old Ellis Johnson has the summertime blues. He dreamed of spending the summer of 1976 hanging out with friends, listening to music, and playing his harmonica. Instead, he'll be sleeping on a lumpy pullout in Dad's sad little post-divorce bungalow and helping bring Dad's latest far-fetched, sure-to-fail idea to life: opening the world's first chocolate chip cookie store. They have six weeks to perfect their recipe, get a ramshackle A-frame on Hollywood's Sunset Boulevard into tip-top shape, and bring in customers.

"You will go to Rathe University, live among the giftless and those of light magic. You, Knight Deveraux, will learn to coexist." I've never heard more wasted words in my life. Then again, the gifted counsel never did have much to say that wasn't. The only members amongst them who speak a thing worth listening to are my parents, the king and queen of the Stygians, the people of Dark magic. Unfortunately for me and my brothers, they've chosen to play nice instead of sinking their talons into anyone who dares demand a thing from their heirs. In this instance at least.

My life has really taken a complicated turn here in Oakthorne. I keep hoping some fairy godmother will show up and offer to turn back time for me. Not too much, just enough to ease this pain. Yeah. Right. As much as there's hurt, there's also Death. He is a complication, and a beautiful one I can't resist when I really, really should. He consumes my every waking moment, submerges me in raging desire I never want to break free from.

For the past two years, a virus aptly named Dawn has risen every day at first light to kill any human it touches, turning them into ravenous zombies. There's no cure, no form of resistance against it, nothing to turn things around. Most of the living humans are gone now. Only those of us with a different kind of blood are spared the killing blow of Dawn. With the dead walking and eating their way across the lands, I fight every day to stay alive. I'm fae and trapped here on Earth after a vacation gone wrong, wandering this doomed realm with only a virtual pet for company.

Things have taken a seriously nasty turn. Can someone please let me off this rollercoaster? Everywhere I look, there's drama and danger ready to pounce from the shadows. Nowhere feels safe, and trust seems to be a rare commodity.

Some girls don’t like pretty things. Some girls like things that are destructive and toxic. Things that fuel our bodies with adrenaline and bring our demons to their knees.

The Elite Kings Club left a trail of fear behind every person who whispered their names throughout the centuries that they'd existed. They were the product of every nightmare you were told as a child, only now, they don't go bump in the night. They race modified cars, throw parties to conceal their morbid games, and leave behind the kind of chaos that can never be tamed. They were from an ancient bloodline of the three Founding Fathers, and it was almost time for them to plunge deeper into the depths of hell.

Forest bathing is a gentle, meditative practice of connecting with nature. Simply being present with all of our senses, in a forest or other wild area, can produce mental, emotional, and physical health benefits. It is a simple, accessible antidote to our nature-starved lives and can inspire us to become advocates for healing our relationships with the more-than-human world. This book is both an invitation to take up the practice of forest bathing and an inspiration to connect with nature as a way to help heal both the planet and humanity.

La riqueza consciente es el único tipo de riqueza que existe. No se trata solo de gozar de bienes materiales, sino de elevar nuestra energía y nuestra mente a un nivel superior. Es decir: la riqueza consciente supone la unión de la riqueza terrenal con la grandeza de nuestro ser. Y esto es algo al alcance de todo el mundo. Pero a menudo entendemos mal las normas en las que se basa nuestra felicidad. Para conseguir la tan ansiada plenitud, es necesario desvelar las reglas del juego, abrazarlas y conectar así con nuestra divinidad.

Once upon a time, there was a young girl who lived in a battered trailer, a girl from the wrong side of the tracks. One day, she fell down The Elite Kings’ rabbit hole. Sucked into a dark vortex of lies, hate, and deceit, and spat out by money, glitz, and power. There were things this little girl didn’t know, things she was about to find out and secrets that have been kept from her. Those secrets were guarded by the boys that were about to smash her world open and tear it all apart....

There's so much danger out there. Coming for me, coming for the world. Demons and darkness and craziness everywhere. Plus, the mysteries keep on piling up. So many of them! Not good for my already overloaded mind. Ah, well. It'll get sorted. It's all about the determination, right? And I've got heaps of it. I'm still trying to navigate my new and powerful Arcana magic, as well as my attraction to Tae—hot billionaire vampire and demon hunter. My employer. My protector. The source of all my fantasies. Things are really heating up between us…

שמונת הסיפורים שבקובץ מתרחשים בקיבוץ הדמיוני יקהת, ומשרטטים דיוקנאות מפליאים בעדינותם של נשים וגברים החולמים חלומות אינטימיים וחווים מכאובים פרטיים בצלו של אחד החלומות הקולקטיביים הגדולים בתולדות המאה העשרים. אב מבוגר שבתו הצעירה עוברת להתגורר עם חבר קיבוץ בן גילו; אישה הכותבת מכתב מצמרר לאישה שלמענה נטש אותה בעלה; ילד חוץ היוצא לבקר את אביו בבית חולים לתשושי נפש; וגנן מזדקן הנושא על כתפיו את כל אסונות העולם - כל אחד מן הסיפורים הפרטיים האלה הוא פנינה של אנושיות ספרותית ויחד הם נשזרים למחרוזת שהיא גם דיוקן של רעיון ושל תקופה.

Hail to the king, and watch him reign, this game was somewhat fun, until the finale came. Now we’re here, with carnage and despair, and the only questions left to answer, are the ones that do not appear. A king loses a war, and a swan sheds her wings, chaos collides with peace, as the crows begin to sing. Enter if you dare, because I swear the end is near, but nothing is as it seems, and everything is so bare.

The streets have been my home for as long as I can remember. To get by, I use my magic tricks, bringing smiles to the faces of adults and children alike. As a warlock, my powers are limited. Nothing like a witch's magical skills. Basically, I'm a glorified magician as well as a second-class citizen. Fine. It doesn't get me down. I have my cat Fizz and Kylie Minogue's music to keep me going as I dream big. I know there's a better life out there for me.