If you're an animal lover you will adore this book. I am going to be a zoology major... hopefully primatology and adored this book. Dr. Patterson does a great job describing the ways Koko, a lowland gorilla, learns to adapt to speak American Sign Language. Can you imagine speaking to a sweet gorilla?
I loved this book and recommend it to anyone! Also there are some really cute, detailed pictures.(...)

I read this book for a teaching class I am taking in college and it's great. Dr. Provenzo offers a concise history of the Internet and WWW. He stresses the importance of computer technology in the Century to come. He also offers many addresses to interesting sites that a teacher may use in his/her class. He gives detailed examples of lesson plans that can be created through the use of the Internet. Essential for the Computer-weary.

Oneof the best book with latest information on this subject. Detail and lucid explanation keeps you discovering the subject enchantingly.

Mourning becomes electra is well known as a modernization of the Greek myth of the Oresteria. Perhaps the difference between Aeschylus and O'neill is to some degree a measure of the extent to which the weakening of the sanctions has weakend the emotions with they supported.

Soon after receiving this volume as a college graduation gift (Cornell University, Class of 1989), the Gulf War errupted in the Middle-East and I was drafted for military service aboard the U.S.S. Jacob Javitz stationed off the coast of Italy. Like most young men my age I was fiercely patriotic and knew, by god, that lest the heavens fall I would defend my country.

I remember The Javitz well because she was the last ship still in active service that had a fully carpeted galley. The carpet, badly stained and worn by nearly two decades of use, had been deemed a health risk and was scheduled to be removed in the fall of '87, but because of the ulterior motives of a smallish military appropriations auditor who's brother was the ship's captain, it remained there (and perhaps still remains there) well into it's third decade. Captain Bloom was often heard to remark, in his inimitable way, "that galley carpet needs to be either replaced or removed altogether." He did not to my knowledge ever say this to any one person directly, but would instead sheepishly hint at it during meals when his mumblings, by their very nature blaring on the side of incoherent grunting, would be quickly swollowed up by the deafening chatter of the feasting crew. His face would flush for a moment with the realization that he was in fact talking to himself and he would then return to his meal, or perhaps continue working on a model ship if he happened to be not in the mess hall but alone in his quarters on the lower deck at the time.

Of course given the situation, such grievances were not uncommon but this particular complaint was met inauspiciously by his superiors and he was dishonorably discharged in 1967 on account of an unrelated incident involving a Turkish whore he met on shore leave in Tahiti. I often thought about Captain Bloom, and what it might have been like to serve under him. Frustrating perhaps, but also exciting. The ratio of the amount of excitement generated by taking orders from a man of such extraordinary resolve and the frustration of not beining able to consistently understand those orders was difficult to assertain, but my best postulations would usually hover around a figure of of 7 to 4 (I might be willing to soften this a bit to 2 to 1 if I were explaining the situation to a very small child and needed to ralate such details in a more straightfoward manner, but only if the child was especially under developed mentaly, as the discrepency in no small way undermines the gravity of my approximation of my imagined experience).

Fighting alongside "Porcelain Bloom" in the flowering countryside of 1940's France was a recurring theme in a series of poems I wrote for The New Yorker in the years following the Gulf War. The poems, while never actually published, were exceptional and quite poetic, save for those written when I was feeling particularly obsequious towards the notion of urban development set against a suburban skyline; those poems dealt with socio-economics and the digging of vast underwater tunnel sytems and they did not rhyme.

Why The New Yorker they ever let Pauline Kael go is something I will never understand.

The book offers an intersting collection of Hume's minor writing. A must for anyone interested in Hume's philosphy. Nicely printed on acid-free paper the book is good value for money.

This is not an easy book and it is not suitable to people who are merely curious. The Bhagavad Gita explains everything, no matter what spiritual path the devotee may belong to. Davis in this book is dry and concise as usual, but at the same time he is wonderfully concrete. Highly recommended for serious seekers.

I was transcended in solid thought while reading this book from beginning to end. It is colorfully written and provides a wealth of information and advice on the African American struggles and good times during the early 1900s in the world of show business. If you really want to learn first hand about real show business during the 1900s, then and now, get it from the horse's mouth. Eugene "Pineapple" Jackson is the horse. He was there as a professional actor when it all started in the early 1900's and has hung in there through the late 1990s. His autobiography with co-author Gwendolyn Sides St. Julian gives you the colorful truth of the beauty and struggles in show business. It is a must reading for those who wish to enter show business or those who are already in show business, and feel that they have made it.

Eugene Delacroix: Selected Letters 1813-1863 is a broad anthology spanning decades of personal correspondence of one of the foremost French Romantic artists. Black-and-white renditions of Delacroix's art illustrate the highly literate and fascinating pages of Delacroix's thoughts, ably edited and translated by Jean Stewart. Eugene Delacroix Selected Letters 1813-1863 is enhanced for the contemporary reader with an informative, extensive introduction by John Russell, and very highly recommended for academic reference collections and anyone with a keen interest in Delacroix's art and a dedicated desire to learn more about the man behind the masterpieces.

This is a sweet and charming and humorous book, privately printed, written by a famous actor (founding president of Actors Equity) to his dear friend, the poet. There is much amusing correspondence between the two over the years. I have several copies, because Francis Wilson was my grandfather.