Gjeje titullin dhe autorin

[Darien]

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po vazhdoj me një libër fantastiko-shkencor

Silveste e la mendjen të pushonte një çast. Madhështia e paimagjinueshme po zbehej tani, duke lënë pas vetëm tingujt rezonues, si jehonat e notës së fundit të simfonisë më të bukur në botë. Kishte dyshim se nuk do t'i kujtohej shumë pas pak çastesh. Thjesht s'mjaftonte vendi në kokën e tij për gjithë atë njohuri. Dhe, çuditërisht, nuk ndjeu aspak keqardhje për këtë kalim. Për ato pak çaste, ishte një ndjesi e mrekullueshme të shijonte atë dituri tejnjerëzore, po ishte shumë tepër për mendjen e njeriut. Më mirë të jetonte; të mbante kujtesën e një kujtese, sesa të vuante nën barrën pa kufi të dijes.

Nuk ishte bërë të mendonte si perëndi.

 

[atman]

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E para: - te polemizosh me ty, eshte vertet kohe e humbur.
E dyta: - ta kam dhene pergjigjen e temes tek; eci sa eci, ngeci hoxhe karkaleci.
E treta: - dhe me e rendesishmja qe per ty eshte si buomerang: Nese librin nuk e kane lexuar, sepse ky eshte qellimi tend, e pohon pak me lart, atehere si do ta gjejne titullin???
Dhe e katerta: - a mendon ndjehere qe zgjedhje te tilla jane 100% subjektive?

 

[Darien]

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atman,
1) e quan kohë të humbur dhe prapë e harxhon kohën... mos e bëj, kursen dhe kohën time dhe tënden; 2) të kërkova gjë përgjigje për temën ty? apo e ke për detyrë t'i përgjigjesh çdo teme? 3) mëso pak për sistemet e mbyllura dhe ato të hapura; personi që e gjen nuk është i vetmi që e lexon paragrafin; 4) përderisa nuk ka kritere objektive për vlerësimin e librave, zgjedhja është subjektive - njerëzit sjellin fragmente nga librat dhe poezitë që u pëlqejnë

për gjithë të tjerët,
paragrafe të tjera nga i njëjti libër

Khouri nodded. 'I wanted to kill him once - but only because it was a way to get back to Fazil. There was never any hatred in it. Matter of fact, I can't say I honestly disliked him. I admired anyone who could carry around that much arrogance, like it was his birthright, or something. Most people, they don't carry it off. But he wore it like a king. It stopped being arrogance, then - became something else. Something you could admire.'

Pascale elected not to reply, but Khouri could tell that she was not in complete disagreement. Maybe she was just not quite ready to come out and say it aloud. That she had loved Sylveste because he was such a self-important bastard and made something noble of being a self-important bastard, did it with such utter aplomb that it became a kind of virtue, like the wearing of sackcloth.

më falni, po nuk kisha kohë t'i përktheja

 

[Darien]

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Revelation Space
by Alastair Reynolds

po ju pëlqeu shkenca është libër i jashtëzakonshëm

mind-boggling /pf/images/graemlins/smile.gif

 

[Diabolis Dassaretis]

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The two brothers embraced, and their animals embraced also in their various ways, and all around them stood grateful shepherds and shopkeepers, woodcutters and foresters, blacksmiths, and all manner of other folk, and they thanked the older huntsman heartily for delivering them.

 

[Diabolis Dassaretis]

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vellezrit Grim - Dy vellezrit

 

[Diabolis Dassaretis]

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Bear it in mind, simpleton! Djemte qe refuzojne te studiojne, dhe i kthejne kurrizin librave, shkolles, dhe mesuesve, to pass their time in play and amusements, sooner or later come to a bad end... I know it by experience... and I can tell you. A day will come when you will weep as I am weeping now... but then it will be too late!

 

[blendiys]

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Eshte Pinoku me duket nga carlo colodi.

 

[Diabolis Dassaretis]

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i ke gjetur titullin dhe autorin

 

[Diabolis Dassaretis]

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They hurried into three chairs right in front of the teacher's desk, took out their copies of The dark forces: A guide to selfprotection, and waited, unusually quiet. Soon they heard Moody's distincitve clunking footsteps coming down the corridor, and he entered the room, looking as strange and frightening as ever. They could just see his clawed, wooden foot protruding from underneath his robes.

 

[Diabolis Dassaretis]

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ishte nga nje hari poter

nga një poet qe nuk ka shqiptar mos i dije dy vargje:
Më tepër e më dendur
shoh zonj@ e vajza kur ndërtohen;
dhe burra shoh të çmendur
përpara meje që t'harrohen
të zbardhin dhëmbët, shtremberohen

por fajin s'e kam unë
në dashkan që të përkëdhelen
dhe s'kanë nonjë punë;
n@u ka kënda dit për dit të çelen
mëri s'u mbaj gjersa të velen!

 

[Diabolis Dassaretis]

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ASDRENI pasqyra

 

[blendiys]

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Siç u duk ngushellimi, qe i dhane per lumturine qe ndjen femra kur behet nene shkoi kot. E semura tundi koken dhe zgjati doren drejt femijes.
Mjeku ja leshoi ne krahe. Me buzet e saj te zbehta e te ftohta, e puthi me mall te madh ne balle, rreshqiti doren mbi faqet e tij, veshtroi me egersi rreth e rrotull u drodh; ra ne kurriz e vdiq. Ja ferkuan kraharorin, duart, temthat, po gjaku i kish pushuar pergjithmone. I folen per shprese e ngushellim. E gjora grua , shpresen e ngushellimin s'i kishte njohur me prej kohesh.

 

[ala]

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Jam e sigurt qe e kam lexuar vetem se nuk me vjen nder mend as titulli as autori.Blendi nje ndihme tjeter sa te me vije kujtesa...

 

[blendiys]

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E vetmja ndihme eshte nje citim tjeter nga i njejti autor!
Brenda ne altarin e kishes se vjeterte fshatit ka nje pllake prej mermeri te bardhe ,mbi te cilen deri tani eshte shkruar vetem nje fjale A....

 

[Darien]

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s'po e gjen njeri këtë të blendi@be, prandaj po vazhdoj më një tjetër unë

fatkeqësisht nuk kam kohë t'i përkthej këto fragmente, se dua të përkthej ca gjëra të tjera (shif tek arena ndërkombëtare)

Kelly frowned in frustration at the traffic because he didn't know the answer, but then there were a lot of questions to which he hadn't known the answers in the last six months. He told his mind to be quiet and watched the traffic, even though it kept up its inquiries in a nagging sort of background noise. One's mind, after all, rarely obeys its own commands.

 

[Darien]

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ky libër ka shumë paragrafe që më pëlqejnë, prandaj nuk po pres shumë, po e vë edhe një fragment tjetër

"Is this it?" Kelly asked. He held the bottle in his hands. His reward for the harsh question was like a well-earned knife in the heart.

Pam didn't reply for a few seconds. Her eyes fixed on the brown plastic container, and the first thing Kelly saw was a sudden, hungry expression as though her thoughts were already reaching for the bottle, already picking one or more of the tablets out, already anticipating whatever it was that she got from the damned things, not caring, not even noting that there were others in the room. Then the shame hit her, the realization that whatever image she had tried to convey to the others was rapidly diminishing. But worst of all, after her eyes swept over Sam and Sarah, they settled on Kelly again, oscillating between his hand and his face. At first hunger vied with shame, but shame won, and when her eyes locked on his, the expression on her face began as that of a child caught misbehaving, but it and she matured into something else, as she saw that something which might have grown into love was changing over an interval of heartbeats into contempt and disgust. Her breathing changed in a moment, becoming rapid, then irregular as the sobs began, and she realized that the greatest disgust was within her own mind, for even a drug addict must look inward, and doing so through the eyes of others merely added a cruel edge.

 

[Darien]

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një paragraf tjetër nga i njëjti libër

... Kelly wondered if a little tan would highlight her scars. Alone with his thoughts on the flying bridge, Kelly asked himself what sort of man would abuse a woman. He stared out through squinted eyes at a gently rolling surface dotted with boats. How many people like that were within his sight? Why was it that you couldn't tell from looking at them?

 

[Darien]

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vazhdoj nga i njëjti libër... ka shumë faqe dhe s'mbaron kollaj
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Sandra O'Toole walked back to the nurses' station, remembering what she alone had seen. Kelly's face turning so pale that her first reaction to it was that he must be in shock, then the tumult behind her as she reached for her patient - but then what? It wasn't like the first time at all. Kelly's face had transformed itself. Only an instant, like opening a door into some other place, and she'd seen something she had never imagined. Something very feral and old and ugly. The eyes not wide, but focused on something she could not see. The pallor of his face not that of shock, but of rage. His hands balled briefly into fists of quivering stone. And then his face had changed again. There had been comprehension to replace the blind, killing rage, and what she'd seen next was the most dangerous sight she had ever beheld, though she knew not why. Then the door closed. Kelly's eyes shut, and when he opened them, his face was unnaturally serene. The complete sequence had not taken four seconds, she realized, all of it while Rosen and Douglas had been scuffling against the wall. He'd passed from horror to rage to understanding - then to concealment, but what had come in between comprehension and disguise was the most frightening thing of all.

What had she seen in the face of this man? It took her a moment to answer the question. Death was what she'd seen. Controlled. Planned. Disciplined.

But it was still Death, living in the mind of a man.

 

[Miss '30]

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Mos gje ky fragmenti eshte shkeputur nga Tom Clancy - Without remorse? Ne mos gaboj, ka qene bestseller i Nju Jork Tajmsit, te cilet dikur i lexoja pak a shume...
:wave:
:book: