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4499 Ft
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eredeti ár:
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2350 Ft
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ár a könyvön:
Az eredeti ár (könyvre nyomtatott ár), a kiadó által ajánlott fogyasztói ár, amely megegyezik a bolti árral (bolti akció esetét kivéve).
5990 Ft
online ár:
Webáruházunkban a termékek mellett feltüntetett fekete színű online ár csak internetes megrendelés esetén érvényes. Amennyiben a Líra bolthálózatunk valamelyikében kívánja megvásárolni a terméket, abban az esetben az eredeti ár (könyvre nyomtatott ár) az érvényes, kivétel ez alól a boltban akciós könyvek.
eredeti ár:
A termék ára Líra Könyv Zrt.-nél, ami nem tartalmaz online kedvezményt.
4499 Ft
online ár:
Webáruházunkban a termékek mellett feltüntetett fekete színű online ár csak internetes megrendelés esetén érvényes. Amennyiben a Líra bolthálózatunk valamelyikében kívánja megvásárolni a terméket, akkor az adott boltban lévő ár az irányadó.
ár a könyvön:
Az eredeti ár (könyvre nyomtatott ár), a kiadó által ajánlott fogyasztói ár, amely megegyezik a bolti árral (bolti akció esetét kivéve).
3890 Ft
online ár:
Webáruházunkban a termékek mellett feltüntetett fekete színű online ár csak internetes megrendelés esetén érvényes. Amennyiben a Líra bolthálózatunk valamelyikében kívánja megvásárolni a terméket, abban az esetben az eredeti ár (könyvre nyomtatott ár) az érvényes, kivétel ez alól a boltban akciós könyvek.
ár a könyvön:
Az eredeti ár (könyvre nyomtatott ár), a kiadó által ajánlott fogyasztói ár, amely megegyezik a bolti árral (bolti akció esetét kivéve).
6990 Ft
online ár:
Webáruházunkban a termékek mellett feltüntetett fekete színű online ár csak internetes megrendelés esetén érvényes. Amennyiben a Líra bolthálózatunk valamelyikében kívánja megvásárolni a terméket, abban az esetben az eredeti ár (könyvre nyomtatott ár) az érvényes, kivétel ez alól a boltban akciós könyvek.
eredeti ár:
A termék ára Líra Könyv Zrt.-nél, ami nem tartalmaz online kedvezményt.
2350 Ft
online ár:
Webáruházunkban a termékek mellett feltüntetett fekete színű online ár csak internetes megrendelés esetén érvényes. Amennyiben a Líra bolthálózatunk valamelyikében kívánja megvásárolni a terméket, akkor az adott boltban lévő ár az irányadó.
ár a könyvön:
Az eredeti ár (könyvre nyomtatott ár), a kiadó által ajánlott fogyasztói ár, amely megegyezik a bolti árral (bolti akció esetét kivéve).
2699 Ft
online ár:
Webáruházunkban a termékek mellett feltüntetett fekete színű online ár csak internetes megrendelés esetén érvényes. Amennyiben a Líra bolthálózatunk valamelyikében kívánja megvásárolni a terméket, abban az esetben az eredeti ár (könyvre nyomtatott ár) az érvényes, kivétel ez alól a boltban akciós könyvek.
eredeti ár:
A termék ára Líra Könyv Zrt.-nél, ami nem tartalmaz online kedvezményt.
6290 Ft
online ár:
Webáruházunkban a termékek mellett feltüntetett fekete színű online ár csak internetes megrendelés esetén érvényes. Amennyiben a Líra bolthálózatunk valamelyikében kívánja megvásárolni a terméket, akkor az adott boltban lévő ár az irányadó.
THE LIVES OF OTHERSI. WHO IS THAT?On the evening of March 27, 1969, my father was in Leningrád, USSR, in pursuit of his advanced electrical engineer-ing degree. My mother was at home, in Sarajevo, deep in labor, attended to by a council of her women friends. She had her hands on her round belly,...
Introduction'Bound with chains of flowers'I have spent many years chewing over German history and this book is an entirely personal response to it. Dozens of visits to Germany and Austria form the core of Germania. It is an attempt to tell the story of the Germans starting from their notional...
Why had they pretended to kill him when he was born? Keeping him awake for days, banging his head again and again against a closed cervix; twisting the cord around his throat and throttling him; chomping through his mother's abdomen with cold shears; clamping his head and wrench-ing his neck from...
One
On a nice day, we used to go out as if we were going out for a night on the town. I sat on the bed and watched her dress the way she thought a French woman would dress: a thin blue sweater yellow linen trousers with a zip on the side, a hat for the sun. Light from the window feil at her...
PROLOGUENo turning back.The wing tip bounced as Kate's instructor slammed the cockpit door. But his hand was steady, pressed against the window. Pink palm, white fingertips, spread across the glass. The hand left a print, which faded slowly.'Have fun.'He retreated to the clubhouse, framed in the...
This is the story of a twelve-hundred-mile journey down the Ganges from the place where it enters the Plains of India to the Sandheads, forty miles offshore in the Bay of Bengal, made by two Europeans in the winter of 1963-4. It is not an heroic story such as that of Franklin and his companions...
Inside the snow globe on my father s desk, there was a penguin wearing a red-and-white-striped scarf. When I was little my father would puli me into his lap and reach for the snow globe. He would turn it over, letting all the snow collect on the top, then quickly invert it. The two of us watched...
Hello There
Boys and girls and I hope you are all well. The story I have for you this morning is all about two teachers and the things they got up to in the days gone by. It begins in the year of Our Lord 1956 in a maternity hospital in Ireland when a wee fat chubby lad by the name of Malachy...
Chapter One ACROSS WHITE RUSSIAIhad been afraid of Russia ever since I could remem-ber. When I was a boy its mass dominated the map which covered the classroom wall; it was tinted a wan green, I recall, and was distorted by Mercator's projection so that its tundras suffocated half the world. Where...
ct a That's your first memory?' someone would ask.
V V And she would reply, 'I don't remember.'
Most people assumed it was a joke, though a few suspected her of being clever. But it was what she believed.
'I know just what you mean,' sympathisers would say, preparing to explain and simplify....
/don't know what else God has in store for me. But before I die I want to write down what happened the day Lajos visited me for the last time and robbed me. I have been waiting three years to set this down. Now I feel an irresistible voice urging me on, insisting I should record the events of...
HOUSE AND HOME
I puli back the curtain an inch and see their heads bent together. I have no idea how long they have been there. It is getting dark. I keep expecting them to vanish; then I would know that they were all in my mind. I would know that I imagined them just as surely as I imagined my...
His, His or Her, Their
Stuart My name is Stuart, and I remember everything.
Stuart's my Christian name. My full name is Stuart Hughes. My fiill name: that's all there is to it. No middle name. Hughes was the name of my parents, who were married for twenty-five years. They called me Stuart. I...
She stands up in the garden where she has been working and looks into the distance. She has sensed a shift in the weather. There is another gust of wind, a buckle of noise in the air, and the tall cypresses sway. She turns and moves uphill towards the house, climbing over a low wall, feeling the...
She stands up in the garden where she has been working and looks into the distance. She has sensed a shift in the weather. There is another gust of wind, a buckle of noise in the air, and the tall cypresses sway. She turns and moves uphill towards the house, climbing over a low wall, feeling the...
Monday 27 January
9st 3 (total fat groove), boyfriends 1 (hurrah]), shags 3 (hurrah!), calories 2,100, calories used up by shags 600, so total calories 1,500 (exemplary).
7.15 a.m. Hurrahl The wilderness years are over. For four weeks and five days now have been in functional relationship with...
My father drowned when I was five years old. A picture of me, framed in gold piasdc, was fished from his pocket and returned to my mother with a soggy wallet and a bimch of keys. The keys were to our new terraced house, which could now be paid for with his life insurance.
Outside the house, my...
Sambuco.
Of the drive from Salerno to Sambuco, Nagel's Italy has this to say: "Hie road is hewn nearly the whole way in the cliffs of the coast. An evervaried panorama unfolds before our eyes, with continual views of an azure sea, imposing cliffs, and deep gorges. We leave Salerno by Via...
From which, remarkably enough,
nothing develops
A barometric low hung over the Atlantic. It moved eastward toward a high-pressure area over Russia without as yet showing any inclination to bypass this high in a northerly direction. The isotherms and isotheres were functioning as they should....
PREFACE
This book is an attempt to befriend Nietzsche. Philosophers may smile, other readers may doubt the efficiency of my social behaviour. But it seems to me important to know, approximately, what it was like to walk down the road with this strained, charming, malicious and misunderstood...
MICHAEL DIBDININTRODUCTIONThis anthology is dedicated to the proposition that good crime writing is good writing.It is a sobering comment on perceptions of the genre that this statement, which in another context would risk sounding feebly tautologous, is likely to strike some readers as...
I. THE GENERAL
This is a true story. It is the summer of 1983. Major General Albert Stubblebine III is sitting behind his desk in Arlington, Virginia, and he is staring at his wall, upon which hang his numerous military awards. They detail a long and distinguished career. He is the US army's...
You're asleep, my angels, I assume. So, to my amazement and relief, is your father, like a man finding it in him to sleep on the eve of his execution. He'll need all he can muster tomorrow. I'm the only one awake in this house on this night before the day that will change all our lives. Though...
Bridget Jones's Diary
Helen Fielding was born in Yorkshire and lives in London.
She worked for several years for the BBC (where she produced
documentaries in Africa for Comic Relief) and now writes for
various national newspapers. Her first novel, Cause Celeb, was
published by Picador in...
Monday 27 January
9st 3 (total fat groove), boyfriends 1 (hurrahl), shags 3 (hurrahl), calories 2,100, calories used up by shags 600, so total calories 1,500 (exemplary).
7.15 a.m. Hurrahl The wilderness years are over. For four weeks and five days now have been in functional relationship with...
PROLOGUE
Not until my ears popped and the plane was coming down over the winking hghts of Bogotá—or really it looked like any other city at night—did I raise my eyes from the page I'd been puzzling at and begin to think of the girl, or woman, the friend or acquaintance, Natasha, whom I was...
Preface
The Czech philosopher Jan Patocka said, 'It is morality that defines man.' But man has been ill-defined for a long time. Marx stood Hegel on his head: They know, yet they do.' In the wake lies Eastern Europe, which has appeared as a lost continent for over forty years.
Eastern Europe...
Prologue
Thursday, 29 December 1988
They do not know it, but the wolf is already at the gate.
Seven o'clock on a moonlit night at the end of December; a terrible time for a party, and the guests are about to arrive. After the complex agony of invitations, the expense, the whipping of cream,...
January 1895 Sometimes in the night he dreamed about the dead - familiar faces and the others, half-forgotten ones, fleetingly summoned up. Now as he woke, it was, he imagined, an hour or more before the dawn; there would be no sound or movement for several hours. He touched the muscles on his neck...
Why had they pretended to kill him when he was born? Keeping him awake for days, banging his head again and again against a closed cervix; twisting the cord around his throat and throttling him; chomping through his mother's abdomen with cold shears; clamping his head and wrenching his neck from...