Albert M : 112 books

Autrefois un livre d’étude M’aurait retenu tout un soir, Et mon cœur altéré d’espoir Ne craignait pas la solitude. C’étaient des rêves bleus et blancs Où rayonnaient des noms de femmes, Des baisers et des bonheurs d’âmes Immatériels et troublants. C’était en haut...

Ami des choses dédaignées, Au lieu, n’étant pas en prison, D’apprivoiser des araignées, Comme le faisait Pélisson, J’appelle les rythmes que j’aime : Il en arrive de partout ; Le profit est presque le même, Mais c’est amusant comme tout. Ces visiteurs, troupe empressée, A...

Presenting the information a technologist needs to know to perform advanced diagnostic and interventional special procedures, this text provides complete coverage of topics such as angiography, cardiac catheterization, and vascular interventions. A general overview includes room design, image recording...

Lemonnier had remained a widower with one child. He had loved his wife devotedly, with a tender and exalted love, without a slip, during their entire married life. He was a good, honest man, perfectly simple, sincere, without suspicion or malice.

The household lived frugally on the meager income derived from the husband's insignificant appointments. Two children had been born of the marriage, and the earlier condition of the strictest economy had become one of quiet, concealed, shamefaced misery, the poverty of a noble family— which in spite of misfortune never forgets its rank.

“I entered literary life as a meteor, and I shall leave it like a thunderbolt. ” These words of Maupassant to Jose Maria de Heredia on the occasion of a memorable meeting are, in spite of their morbid solemnity, not an inexact summing up of the brief career during which, for ten years, the writer,...

Singers in the Skull is a collection of poetry from all realms of the imagination: Light Fantasy and Dark Fantasy, Romance---not necessarily the walk under the moonlight variety---traditional verse and nature. Enter a realm and behold what you least expect; enter a realm and let your senses be swept to another land and time.

Master the assistive strategies you need to make confident clinical decisions and help improve the quality of life for people with disabilities with the latest edition of this comprehensive text. Based on the Human Activity Assistive Technology (HAAT) model developed by the authors, the book provides...

There were seven of us on a drag, four women and three men; one of the latter sat on the box seat beside the coachman. We were ascending, at a snail's pace, the winding road up the steep cliff along the coast.

The warm autumn sun was beating down on the farmyard. Under the grass, which had been cropped close by the cows, the earth soaked by recent rains, was soft and sank in under the feet with a soggy noise, and the apple trees, loaded with apples, were dropping their pale green fruit in the dark green grass.

The old ship's surgeon, holding out his glass, watched it as it slowly filled with the golden liquid. Then, holding it in front of his eyes, he let the light from the lamp stream through it, smelled it, tasted a few drops and smacked his lips with relish. Then he said

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How strange those old recollections are which haunt us, without our being able to get rid of them.

This entire stretch of country was amazing; it was characterized by a grandeur that was almost religious, and yet it had an air of sinister desolation.