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Manalive: A Fiction and Literature, Humor Classic By G.K. Chesterton! AAA+++
     

Manalive: A Fiction and Literature, Humor Classic By G.K. Chesterton! AAA+++

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by G. K. Chesterton
 

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Mr. Chesterton is avowedly the maker of fantasies, half allegorical in motive; but like all true allegories, they touch ordinary life at many points. This story will be found as daring and subtle in conception, and as brilliant in presentation as his best work.

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Mr. Chesterton is avowedly the maker of fantasies, half allegorical in motive; but like all true allegories, they touch ordinary life at many points. This story will be found as daring and subtle in conception, and as brilliant in presentation as his best work.

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BN ID:
2940014494533
Publisher:
BDP
Publication date:
05/04/2012
Sold by:
Barnes & Noble
Format:
NOOK Book
File size:
172 KB

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Manalive 3.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 11 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
What a ride! Looking for a plot? Don't! Just hang on and let this master of the Enlgish language lead you through the most imaginative of journies! And by the end, you'll have discovered something about yourself that you'd never known/seen before. This is a celebration of the sacramentality of living - the joyful unexpected woven deeply in the fabric of life. Enjoy! Enjoy! Enjoy!
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Eric Kyler More than 1 year ago
This is an older text with typos, but nevertheless, it is a great read. It truely makes one ask, 'Am I a manalive, or have I died long before I have died?'
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[ OvO Hola frands. ] <br> Falconshard was downwind, stalking silently through the forest, not yet within the Clan's territory. His muscles were smooth under his multi-toned gray coat, and his amber eyes flickered about his surroundings as he took them in, his breathing silent. He didn't feel any twinge of guilt for leaving the others- if no cat cared to prevent the place from falling, that wasn't his issue. He'd heard from some other rogue he'd met on the way here of the formation of the cat group he found himself seeking. If they were going to be legitimate, and truly what they said they were, then perhaps he'd give being in a group of cats another chance. The scent washed over him, and he recognized the fact that he was in the territory. Hm, so it /was/ real thus far. Good. He lifted his head so as it was only slightly raised above his shoulders, his intent, yet stone expression already resting on his face. He angled his ears in alertness and entered the clearing. There were indeed cats here. He watched as he slowed to a stop in their camp, observing expectantly. <br>
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The poor digitizing of this particular version makes a very bad reading experience. The story is delightful and, of course, written by a master. It is too bad that one cannot enjoy this version.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The optical scanning of this book is so defective, it is literally unreadable. I don't think there are two uncorrupted sentences in a row. If the other 500,000 books from Google Books are this defective, I can't even guess why B&N even bothered.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Llorona stalks into the new surrounding, her shady pelt dull and caked with dust.