Saludos cordiales, queridos amigos de Literatos. Me reencuentro con ustedes a través de #ecency para compartir una nueva historia. Ojalá sea de su agrado. Fuente El hombre delgado de nariz ganchuda le

Musings over some Star Wars Legends novels and what is considered canon

Hive Book Club • The Daily Reads #3 ✨ Today’s Picks Handpicked voices from the community, worth your time and your attention! @neuropoeta One of My First Paper Loves || Review [Eng/Esp] a heartfelt reflection

Saludos cordiales, queridos amigos. Hoy, gracias a #ecency les comparto un poema. Agradeceré tus apreciaciones. Vengo del follaje iluminado de la luz de una isla hundiéndose en pedazos. Vengo del fondo

March was the time I restarted my reading habit and binged on some social commentary, history and nonfiction books. I read a few fiction here and there and in total, this month I read over 10 books in

Hey, internet folks, how's it going? Today I wanted to do a second installment of “My Favorite Literary Characters,” so since I have more to share, I'm writing this post. Hola, gente de Internet ¿todo

─── ❖ ── ✦ ── ❖ ─── ✦ 𝓑𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓢𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽 ✦ In a corner of the table, there it is, solitary, simple, yet perfect. It rests on the porcelain, which, though inexpensive, is no less exquisite,

To crown this misery, English officers and men deserted, and even the favourites of Ethelred the Unready, becoming traitors, seized many of the English ships, turned pirates against their own country,

Why, my man, I’ve been waiting for you a Devil of a time!’ And then he turned to powder.” With a two-foot rule always in his pocket, and a mason’s hammer all but always in his hand, Durdles goes continually

Fair wards of courtshave faded into mothers and grandmothers; a long procession of Chancellors has come in and gone out; the legion of bills in the suit have been transformed into mere bills of

Chapter4 Mr and Mrs Quilp resided on Tower Hill; and in her bower on Tower Hill. Mrs Quilp was left to pine the absence of her lord, when he quitted her on the business which he had already seen to transact.

Was it not more than possible—was it not very probable—that by the time Bung attained the latter age, he might see around him a family, even exceeding in number and extent, that to which Spruggins at present

where could you go, you see?”“I must trust to chance, Mr. Varden.”“A bad thing to trust to, Joe. I don’t like it. I always tell my girl when we talk about a husband for her, never to trust to chance, but

Who but a madman would suppose you advertised him hereabouts, much cheaper and much better than a chalker on the walls could, eh, Tom? As well might one suppose that he doesn't on all occasions pour out

Life of American working women in the 1960s

Although any man who had proved his unfitness for any other occupation in life, was free, without examination or qualification, to open a school anywhere; although preparation for the functions he undertook,

I never was like this but twice over in the quarantine yonder; and both times you found me. I am afraid of you.’‘Afraid of me?’‘Yes. You seem to come like my own anger, my own malice, my own—whatever it

A few days ago, my teenage daughter asked me a simple yet profound question: Mom, what were the first books you read that you loved the most? I fell silent for a few seconds, looking at the spines of the

We put the question thus: is consciousness really compelled—of course, through some sort of a connection, since it can never be absolutely compelled—to place any of its results within time, as it certainly

Here nothing can be rendered distinct [simply] by [giving it] a name, for the entire concept has not even been thought of until now, let alone designated linguistically. In order for it to have a name,