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The Twelve Dancing Princesses | Review



The whole story is not telling a tale of the shoes that were danced to pieces but a tale of mistrust. It’s obvious that the king had never trusted his daughters; he treated them as his princesses rather than daughters. As a resultant to all this, his daughters never felt encouraged to open up for him and told him were they danced their shoes to pieces every night. He acted like a king and put his daughters as a prize for who could solve this mystery which was so mean. Nevertheless, it is still a fairy tale and if there was anything a child could learn from this tale is to be honest with his parents and parents in return give your children an absolute trust so they will have no excuse to sneak in behind your backs.

August 22, 2017 – Started Reading
August 22, 2017 – Finished Reading

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King Midas and the Golden Touch | Review



I remember being told the Nathaniel Hawthorne version of the story. Which was really mournful for me back in my childhood. However, I’m still a big fan of it; I grew up fond of dark romanticism genre. It suggests that sins like the seven deadly sins yet guilt and evil are naturally inherent in human beings. This is absolutely true. I believe that parents must tell their children dark versions of the fairy tales. For me, I wouldn’t like it if my child grew up believing that the world is so nice and will do him good, and life is a rose pink and fairy tales can possibly happen in reality.

I was just thinking that not every child will respond to a tale in the same way. Some will be fond of the greediness of the king, some will feel agonized for the state the king had reached, some will fear to make a wish because what you wish for might just come true. We should not expect children to interact with one interpretation of the story (good interpretation). We should keep their eyes open to the rest of the possibilities and discuss them with them and give them the freedom to adopt the opinion they want for themselves.

Now allow me, dear readers, to shred this tale into piece:

First of all, I like to admit that I do not have the slightest concern of seeing any goodness, or bright side of any story or the explicit meaning it holds. However, I like to focus more on the badness and the implicitly. It’s more fun and stimulus.

And the first deadly sin we have is: greediness. When I was reading that King Midas “had everything that money could buy, but he wasn’t happy.” I said alright, that’s cool, he might be lonely, melancholic, lost a loved one. But hell no, he’s just a greedy MOF , “More than anything else, King Midas loved counting his money and piling it into great shining heaps of gold, but always he wanted more.”
However, when a wish was offered to him, he could not think of something else but to wish that everything he touches turn to gold.YOU HAD ONE WISH! AND YOU BLEW IT, BITCH.

Let’s go back to the first lines of the story, where you’ll discover the second deadly sin for the day: pride. That mad kind is taking a huge pleasure of counting his gold like a maniac, “More than anything else, King Midas loved counting his money and piling it into great shining heaps of gold, but always he wanted more.” This is so close to the character of The Businessman in The Little Prince, he was concerned with matters of consequence, like counting an recounting the stars so he can be richer. Nevertheless, that Businessman said one hall of thing to The Little Prince, “Kings do not own, they reign over. It is a very different matter.”

Well, what King Midas did with his old school teacher and the friend of the God Dionysus MIGHT look so generous, lovely and thoughtful of King Midas, but no. Let us just focus on the implicitly: Gluttony, our third deadly sin.
As you see, it was just the two of them for a meal. However, King Midas felt the urge to show off in front of the old man and “he ordered his servants to prepare a feast for him.” See the word FEAST, this is gluttony mixed with greediness.

Obviously, gods judges by appearances. COME ON, HE’S A SINFUL KING! But who can blame Dionysus; he’s the god of ritual madness and religious ecstasy. However, this story explicitly tells us that the God Dionysus is kind of merciful; he’s not a Genie who can’t reverse a wish you’ve made. He’ll give you the wish you want and watch you regret it, and beg him until his ego is fully satisfied then he’ll reverse your wish.

And now, that I’m all satisfied with my critique I’ll leave you for your thoughts.

August 12, 2017 – Finished Reading
August 12, 2017 – Started Reading
I do not own a copy of the book.
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The Elves and the Shoemaker | Review



I’m actually confused right now. This story holds a lot of implicit meanings behind it:

1. It sheds the light on handicrafts. How the development and emergence of factories began to hurt the interests of professionals, “(…) with all the big factories springing up all over the city, it’s hard to make a living as a shoemaker these days.”

2. The craftsmen were paid little money, during the period in which the story was told. Unlike today, the craftsmen, and specifically “The handmade” shoemakers, are paid huge amounts of money for the art they make. There is no comparison between handmade shoes and commercial shoes, as there is no comparison between natural leather and artificial leather, “(…) it’s hard to make a living as a shoemaker these days.”

3. So, let me understand this clearly: you are in serious crisis, there is no money to provide your family from, and there is no money to buy leather. Then you wake up the next morning and all of a sudden “there was a beautiful pair of leather boots sitting on the workbench.” Then a young man come and pay for the boots, then days passes without having the slightest curiosity to know who’ve done all this. If it was me, I would have camped from the first night to know who was doing all this.

4. And now, when the bulb lights up their minds to know who’s been doing all this, all what they were thinking of is to actually PAY THEM!!! They still don’t have any curiosity whatsoever to know who are they or why they’ve been doing all this, or if they want something in return. Seriously, how dumb is that?! “We’ve got to pay our nighttime helpers back somehow”

5. I’m not going to discuss the idea that they ACTUALLY FIND ELVES!!! LIKE REAL ELVES! Since it’s folklore, and all. However, when the ELVES finally got paid for their thanked work “They never returned.” It was like: Hello, what an example are you trying to set for the poor children here? Huh?
a) Do good and wait for the day when you get paid.
b) Don’t have the courtesy to thank who did you good.
c) Be an elf and spread your goodness, and don’t forget to play guitar.

“But don’t worry about the shoemaker and her husband. They had been touched by magic, and they were prosperous and happy for the rest of their lives.” No, I’m not worried. It’s just a lovely and simple fairy tale story that my advanced reasoning couldn’t help put profoundly analyse it until it’s fucked up. Sorry.

August 12, 2017 – Finished Reading
August 12, 2017 – Started Reading
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White Nights | Review



I’ve never known so many synonyms for sadness and depression are existed until Dostoevsky brought them up to build this story. It’s my first encounter with Dostoevsky’s works, and it has been such a voluptuous one. This short story represents a lot of Russian culture back in 1800s. You’ll feel how the culture, buildings, people and daily routine are vividly and candidly been described by Dostoevsky through the eyes of the nameless narrator.

All those years, I’ve read so many quotes that have been quoted from Dostoevsky’s works. But you see dear reader, here lies the problem of quoted stuff; It conveys to you completely different meanings than the original text has. This affects the reader by making him more attached to the book or the author or the imaginary idea carried by the quote. Then he feels crestfallen and irksome when he reads the book from which it was quoted, to find that the amount of anguish, dejection, gaiety, or pensiveness has little place in the book, and that he has been deceived in one way or another. This vexatious treachery often happens when translating the works of Dostoevsky and Franz Kafka. We believe that they’ve carried a great deal of oppression and misery in their lives and between the folds of their pages, but this is not true. Absolutely not.

This voluptuous short story which had been told in first person, tells the story of a late twenties man (the nameless narrator) and a simple teenage girl waiting for her suitor to keep his promise and come back to her. And the white nights they spent in the company of each other.

The Protagonist

“allow me, Nastenka, to tell my story in the third person, for one feels awfully ashamed to tell it in the first person”

From what I’ve understood; he’s lonely. Profoundly lonely; that he takes pleasure (not in a kinky way) of befriending the nature, the buildings and houses of St. Petersburg. However, he occasionally creates some imaginary friendships with the citizens of Petersburg. All to let his aching soul feels less abandoned, less miserable than it is already.

One day he met Nastenka. She’s standing all in tears. And as soft as a breeze on a cheek he falls for her, as simple as this. He went to her and they start knowing each other by sharing “their history” (form the first moment they’ve met. Bizarre now, not then) it felt like the song Strangers In The Night by Frank Sinatra has been playing in the background all the time I was reading the story. From this night onward they kept meeting and talking, and opened up to each other that Nastenka told him about her suitor. Our miserable protagonist tried so hard to hide his feelings for Nastenka, pardon my French, but that cold hearted bitch played basely with the cords of his heart. And at the dénouement of the story she kind of deluded him to believe that she cease or cease not loving her suitor. Can or cannot love our poor narrator. She frankly gave him high expectations about the future of their relationship. But all went in vain when her suitor showed up. However, she did not cease being mean, she sent the man a smashing letter telling him how much she loves him, and wished if she could be able to “LOVE THEM BOTH AT THE SAME TIME” like really, can anyone be so despicable and stolid that proceeds forward with this insolence by asking the poor man to become “a brother”, “a dear friend” of her, FOR GOOD.

And as degrading as that was, our narrator proceeds his life, frustrated and moribund. So that he started to see everything in the existence much older and more melancholic.

“My God, a whole moment of happiness! Is that too little for the whole of a man’s life?”


As devastating as this may seem, I can’t blame her for being a cold hearted bitch; she’s a teenager, who spent her whole life pinned to her grandmother, little experience she has from the world and from love yet from proper manners.
However, let me shed a light on her name; Dostoevsky really used to know what he’s doing. As you may or may not know, the name Nastenka is a hypocorism of the name Anastasia. The name Anastasia is of a Greek origin that means resurrection. So I was thinking, maybe Dostoevsky’s picked up this name for a reason, I concluded to the idea that Nastenka brought resurrection to the narrator’s life; since resurrection mean: the concept of coming back to life after death. He was living in loneliness before she came, she liven his heart with love, sacrifice, acceptance. Nevertheless, she never brought reincarnation, as she left him to his misery and suffocation and went on with her suitor.

I actually blame the culture back then, for the lack of education and experience that Nastenka was immersed in. The Russians were a closed people, concerned in chastity and obedience. I can imagine that the rest of Dostoevsky’s stories and yet other Russian authors will continue in the same sequence of events.

“And one shakes one’s head and says how rapidly the years fly by! And again one asks oneself what has one done with one’s years. Where have you buried your best days? Have you lived or not? Look, one says to oneself, look how cold the world is growing. Some more years will pass, and after them will come gloomy solitude; then will come old age trembling on its crutch, and after it misery and desolation. Your fantastic world will grow pale, your dreams will fade and die and will fall like the yellow leaves from the trees. . . . Oh, Nastenka! you know it will be sad to be left alone, utterly alone, and to have not even anything to regret — nothing, absolutely nothing . . . for all that you have lost, all that, all was nothing, stupid, simple nullity, there has been nothing but dreams!”

August 9, 2017 – Started Reading
August 11, 2017 – Finished Reading
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The Hollow Men | Review



Aren’t we all bunch of hollow men, wandering above this wicked planet? Looking for salvation in the simplest things, maybe “An eye“, “A kiss” or something else. Bunch of people full of sins, full of mistakes, dreams maybe or hope. Gazing at the “Death’s other Kingdom” eyes full of timid hope, legs trembling between marching forward to paradise and retreating backward to netherworld. But like our ancestors, The Hollow Men, we have frozen in our places year after year, like scarecrows.

All the literary influences in the life of Eliot, have led to this masterpiece. Where its profoundly metaphorical lines, force you to imagine the smallest detail in the lives of these hollow men. Land of nothing but dust and cacti, a mud river maybe. Men reciting their final lullaby into the ears of other generation of hollow men. However, those men completely understand their condition, they are unhappy, full of regret, full of lust, perhaps they want to turn back the time so that they may find salvation in it, for their current situation. You can’t actually know if god has forsaken them or they have forsaken him, the situation in which they are in, I believe, is a sacrifice from both parties.

Eliot’s succeeded in creating a state of physical and psychological suffering, so the reader can realize that those hollow men are aching from the inside and out, like the Dead Men in Pirates of The Caribbean. The narrative talked about a shadow that prevent them from doing things that they want to do, but chew on this; aren’t we all have that shadow? Dogmas, families, money, physical pain, lake of imagination, lack of knowledge or experience, lose of a loved one, anything. We have that shadow right behind us. Some have the courage to face it and put an end to it, while some just leave it roaming around them and build a prickly wall of fear wrapping their lives.

I’m developing the idea of a hollow man. What makes a person hollow? I think every single person on this earth is missing something; and the thing that he misses makes him hollow in a way or another. Some people are philistine, talentless, with disabilities, with high IQ or low IQ, too sensitive or too solemn. Anything that we lack could make us hollow. Moreover, I do not lean to the idea that “Death’s dream kingdom” is heaven per se; maybe it’s the thing that we aspire to complement our lack, our weakness, and our inability, which makes us less hollow.

“Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death’s other Kingdom
Remember us-if at all-not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.”

Here, I do believe that the hollow men do not want us -the next generation of possible hollow men- to be like them, they want us to learn from their mistakes and do much better that what they have done. I can’t but salute Dante and whoever helped with giving influence to Eliot so he can come up with this brilliant ode.

August 4, 2017 – Started Reading
August 4, 2017 – Finished Reading
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Ozymandias | Review



Nothing lasts forever. Glory, reputation, conquests or occupations, everything will come to an end eventually. This ambiguous ode carries between its folds heaps of philosophical matters.
Scholars really tired themselves giving different interpretations for this poem and many others. I believe that the beauty of a poem lies in the multiplicity of its interpretations by each person. Everyone has his own vision and saying about what he reads, sees or hears and there is no right or wrong when it comes to analyzing a poem.

However, one line really catch me up, “The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed.” it’s obvious that the poem talks about a king named Ozymandias , where what left of his statue speaks of himself. However, that particular line is a political kind of philosophy. It tells (from my personal view) that leaders, kings, emperors whomever got an authority on people, don’t have to like, love or show empathy toward their people. Call me Machiavellian, I do not care. But at the end of the day what really matters is “the heart that fed” not the“hand that mocked”. The end is what really matters here.
The line reminded me of Muammar Gaddafi and Saddam Hussein. They were men of principles, they did a lot of bad things to their people, mocked them explicitly and implicitly, but at the end of everyday they gave them a life that is surly better than the life they are living right now. And to me, this matters.

The poem holds a lot of symbolic and imagery content. The title of the poem itself is a metaphor from another name to Ramses II. There is a lot of death in the poem; the death of the king and its people or civilization and the death of the statue itself, it was like a lyric from Rains of Castamere, “Now the rains weep o’er his hall; and not a soul to hear” it’s just epic. The poem gave a life to the statue, it is the one whose telling the story not the traveler, the traveler’s job was more of pointing out the events that led to the destruction of the statue, and nevertheless if you concentrated in the statue it will reveal itself for you.

August 3, 2017 – Started Reading
August 3, 2017 – Finished Reading
I do not own a copy of the book.
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Einstein’s Dreams | Review

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What do we mean by time? How could our small practices represent time? Why time runs so fast when we are in hurry and so slow when we have nothing to do? This book opens your eyes to so many things related to time. Sometimes, time can take a physical form, biological, spiritual or mechanical. And you can’t but link all the things mentioned in the book with everything happens in your life. You’ll start looking at the meaning of time in a different perspective. You’ll question every single idea you had about time and how it is related to our daily lives. When someone asks you: what do we mean by time or what time means to you, the idea of days and seasons succession or getting old will seem so dumb to your reasoning.

You’ll look at time as if it is a series of repeated events, the same thing that happened to you will happen millions of times again, to you and to everybody else. It is when you realize the hidden meaning behind “Time repeats itself.” The choices we make, you’ll start to look at every possibility it represents by asking: what if? When life gives us couple of choices to choose from, each one represents a different time, a different story, a different possibility, a different people. Each choice we make has its different time.

In the world in which time is a circle, every handshake, every kiss, every birth, every word, will be repeated precisely. So too every moment that two friends stop becoming friends, every time that a family is broken because of money, every vicious remark in an argument between spouses, every opportunity denied because of a superior’s jealousy, every promise not kept. And just as all things will be repeated in the future, all things now happening happened a million times before.

This book will make you realize that every single action you make is absolute, even if you repeat it over and over, the time it holds is dedicated to the action itself, we can’t transfer this time to the same action we did in a different distance.

It is a world of impulse. It is a world of sincerity. It is a world in which every word spoken speaks just to that moment, every glance given has only one meaning, each touch has no past or no future, each kiss is a kiss of immediacy.

You’ll start wondering; how amazing would it be to live without a memory. Where everything we do, speak, touch or feel we do it for the first time. And in every time we make a different interpretation for the action we did we make it for the first time over and over.
This book will open your eyes to the real meaning behind time and allows you to travel through time to discover time.

For it is only habit and memory that dulls the physical passion. Without memory, each night is the first night, each morning is the first morning, each kiss and touch are the first. A world without memory is a world of the present.

June 7, 2017 – Started Reading

June 13, 2017 – Finished Reading

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Why I Am Not a Christian | Review



Not so far from Philosophy: The Basics by Nigel Warburton (though it’s written after Why I Am Not a Christian). I don’t think it’s a matter of “why someone is a christian or not?” rather than “why do we have to cling to a religion?” It’s what Russell’s justified clearly as he said, “Most people believe in God because they have been taught from early infancy to do it, and that is the main reason.” It’s true that every religion has existed or will exist, is teaching its followers from the early childhood how to cling to this religion, and defend it in front of any other religion. That it’s the truest, it’s the impeccable one, so on and so forth.

Yet Islam, Christianity, Judaism, Buddhism etc are all the same; if one asked you to show ‘Love’ to your parent the other will ask you to show them ‘Passion’ and the circle revolves. Are we really this blind to the truth or do we want to be blind? When science came and refutes all the theories of god, deities, creation in a correct and plausible manner, why we still choose to be in denial?

The first thing is born with human is fear, we have developed fear to encompass all aspects of our lives. So it was imperative to us to believe in a greater force that’s greater than us, is capable of conducting our lives. Physics, chemistry, biology were marginalized and were replaced by God. The one who we haven’t yet seen, haven’t yet talked but his idea is in our minds, inherited generation after generation in a very programmed manner. In this regard, Russell says:

Religion is based, I think, primarily and mainly upon fear. It is partly the terror of the
unknown and partly, as I have said, the wish to feel that you have a kind of elder brother
who will stand by you in all your troubles and disputes. Fear is the basis of the whole
thing — fear of the mysterious, fear of defeat, fear of death. (..) Science can teach us, and I think our own hearts can teach us, no longer to look around for imaginary supports, no longer to invent allies in the sky, but rather to look to our own efforts here below to make this world a better place to live in, instead of the sort of place that the churches in all these centuries have made it.

I’d like to quote a paragraph from Philosophy: The Basics I do believe in:

A god who allows such suffering for merely aesthetic purpose in order to appreciate it in the way one appreciates a work of art, sounds more like a sadist than the all- good deity described by theists. If this is the role suffering plays, then it makes God uncomfortably close to the psychopath who throws a bomb into a crowd in order to admire the beautiful patterns created by the explosion and the blood.

Started Reading – June 11, 2017

Finished Reading – June 11, 2017

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Men Loving Men: A Gay Sex Guide and Consciousness Book | Review



I believe it only happens in the Arab world, were you read an LGBT book then all sorts of rumors about your sexual preferences start spreading till the point where you no longer able to recognize yourself, whether it is homo or hetero!

Luckily, people who are capable of reading these sorts of books in public are usually badass or homosexuals and not afraid of admitting it OR THEY ARE JUST AN LGBT SUPPORTERS! (Sorry for disappointing lesbians haha)
A sex guide is kind of good thing for not experienced AND experienced ones; there will always be new things to learn or to take into account because it doesn’t only focus on you but also on your partner(s) as well. The purpose of writing this book was really moving and thoughtful from Walker:

Once a friend and I were having sex and he tried to fuck me in the ass. It hurt; I got scared. Afterwards, I felt I was really inadequate. I thought, “Everyone else knows what to do and has a super time, but I just get confused.”There were sex guides for women and men-that was normal-but none for me. So right then and there, I decided to write something for those who always got ignored, to give some support and guidance about men loving men.

Since homosexuals consider themselves ‘aliens’ sometimes ( and they should not) but it’s only because we are living in a world full of straight people, and homosexuality has been prohibited for so long yet homos have witnessed cruelty, incivility and slaughtered (never forget Alan Turing) which made their coming up bit risqué. BUUUT, Mitch Walker came with his magic stick and brings out this warm and informative gay sex guide to the world, so all LGBT supporters and LGBT community per se can enjoy its marvelous topics. As Walker says in this regard:

Many people with gay feelings feel bad, as if that part of them were nasty or wrong, or their lives were condemned. Our society says nothing positive, and shows no way to grow. This can result in much isolation, and the pains of loneliness, blocking our needs for trust, warmth, caring, love, and sex. Our society tries to suffocate us, making us happy to grab a one-night stand, or slit our wrists.

Let’s talk about a group of people whom (not all of them of course) are hateful, disrespectful to other than their species, whom think that their religion is the one and only of all other religions, a group that a wall will be built for them in heavens because they think they are the only ones in this whole world. IT’S ARAB-MUSLIMS.
Many thanks for Walker for pointing out that a lot of well know poets like Abu Nawas, Mohammed Ebn Malik and Islamic figures like Saladin yet many Islamic successors ARE PROVEN TO BE HOMOSEXUALS (and you can Google this, little skeptical). It’s when Walker’s magical words took place as followed, “Don’t believe everything you read; check it out for yourself. Browse around and explore what you want. A person only grows by interacting with something and making it their own, in their own way.”
Masturbation, fellatio, anal Intercourse and orgy all took a tremendous place in the Islamic world many years ago and still (secretly). So, why we have to make a big deal out of it now?

The book clearly wants not only gay people (though it’s directed to them) but everyone reading it to grasp the importance of romance in the sex and in the relationship in general; to cuddle, to touch, to feel the warmth of each other’s bodies and genitals. Moreover, to be honest with your mate and to show understanding to his needs and desires because there is you and him/her and this relationship, not only you.
Walker has made a coherent and interesting book indeed that covers all the important aspects of gay’s sexual life in hope it made their life much easier.

To be gay is not to be a homosexual.”Homosexuality” is a label put on some of us by ill-meaning scientists; it usually means a sex preference, and absolutely so. Gayness goes infinitely beyond sex, and may not include it at all. Each is gay in her/his own way-it is a perspective, a flowering.

Started Reading – June 1, 2017
Finished Reading – June 12, 2017
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Hello guys, how you all are doing?
I know that nothing can defeat a book, its smell and texture -AHH I’m dying already- BUT, I sometimes face the problem of not finding some books I’m dying to read, it’s when I have to PDF them. Sooo, out of making it easier on you; I have some PDF books that I’ll be glade to send you to read if you want to.

All what you have to do is to contact me with the name of book/s you’d like me to send you, and you’ll have them as soon as I read the message (which usually takes 15 minutes). Moreover, I’ll be glade if you share with me your list of PDF books so I can “borrow” some haha.

  • I’ll update this list every time I got a new PDF Book.

Have a lovely day all.


  1. A History of European Art – Professor William Kloss
  2. American and European Works of Art


  1. A dimond as Big as the Ritz and Other Stories – F. Scott Fitzgerald
  2. A study in Scarlet – Arthur Conan Doyle
  3.  A Chirstmas Carol – Charles Dickens
  4. Doctor Faustos – Christopher Marlowe
  5. Litters to Milena – Franz Kafka
  6. Notes from the Underground – Fyodor Dostoyevsky
  7. The Black Cat – Edgar Allan Poe
  8. The Woman who Rode Away and Other Stories –   D. H. Lawrence
  9. Ulysses –  James Joyce
  10. Utopia – Thomas More
  11. Candide – Voltaire
  12. The Old Man and The Sea – Ernest Hemingway
  13. A Farewell to Arms – Ernest Hemingway
  14. The Sun Also Rises –  Ernest Hemingway
  15. الأساطير اليونانية و الرومانية


  1. How to Write a Business Plan – Mike McKeever
  2. How to Write Better Essays – Bryan Greetham
  3. Oxford Guide to English Grammar –  John Eastwood
  4. The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People: Powerful Lessons in Personal Change – Stephen R. Covey


  1. Gay & Lesbian Themes, Critical Survey of Poetry –  Rosemary M. Canfield Reisman (Editor)


  1. Solomon on Sex: Lessons on Love, Sex and Marriage from the Song of Solomon –  Kurt Trucksess

  2. The Crusades and the Christian World of the East: Rough Tolerance – Christopher MacEvitt

  3. Magic in ancient Egypt –  Geraldine Pinch
  4. Sex in the Ancient World from A-Z – john Younger


  1. Eat, Pray, Love –  Elizabeth Gilbert
  2. Girl in Translation – Jean Kwok
  3. 1Q84 – Haruki Murakami
  4. Love in the Time of Cholera -Marquez Gabriel Garcia
  5. The Wolves of Mercy Falls (Shiver) –  Maggie Stiefvater
  6.  The Bell Jar – Silvia Blath
  7. The Kite Runner – Khaled Hosseini
  8. Franny and Zooey – J.D. Salinger
  9. الضوء الأزرق – حسين البرغوتي
  10. الأرجوحة – محمد الماغوط
  11. المؤلفات الكاملة – نجيب محفوظ المجلد الخامسة


  1. Hegel’s Phenomenology of Spirit: An Introduction – Larry Krasnoff

  2. Jung: A Very Short Introduction – Anthony Stevens

  3. The Birth of Tragedy – Nietzsche
  4. Philosophy: A Very Short Introduction – Edward Craig
  5. Logic: A Very Short Introduction – Graham Priest
  6. Sophie’s World – Jostein Gaarder
  7. The Meaning of Truth –  William James

  8. The Art of Dying – Osho
  9. Beyond Good and Evil – Friedrich Nietzsche
  10. اسطورة سيزيف – البير كامو


  1. The Divine Drama of Love –  James A Fowler
  2. No Exit and Three Other Plays – Jean Paul Sartre
  3. The Words – Jean Paul Sartre
  4. Waiting for Godot – Samuel Beckett
  5.  ست شخصيات تبحث عن مؤلف – لويجي برانديلو


  1.  Selected Poems – Derek Walcott
  2. Leaves of Grass – Walt Whitman
  3. Selected Poems – Pablo Neruda
  4. The Collected Poems of Langston Hughes
  5. The Illiad – Homer
  6. The Odyssey – Homer
  7.  Love is a Dog From Hell – Charles Bukowski
  8. الأعمال الشعرية الكاملة (الجزء الأول ) – نزار قباني


  1. The Art of Seduction –  Robert Greene

  2. Thinking Skills – John Butterworth, Geoff Thwaites


  1.  Breaking the Spell: Religion as a Natural Phenomenon – Daniel C. Dennett
  2. God Is Not Great – Christopher Hitchens
  3. The God Delusion – Richard Dawkins
  4. Why I Am Not a Christian – Bertrand Russell
  5. Free will – Sam Harris


  1. The Selfish Gene – Richard Dawkins

Politic Science

  1. The Clash of Civilizations and the Remaking of World Order – Samuel P. Huntington


  1. Sociology: A Very  Short Introduction – Steve Bruce
  2. العرب وجهة نظر يابانية – نوبوأكي نوتوهارا
  3. رأس المال 1,2,3 – كارل ماركس
  4. طبائع الاستبداد ومصارع الاستعباد – عبد الرحمن الكواكبي


  1. We Should All Be Feminists – Chimamanda Ngozi