Cosmopolitan


Ghostwritten
‫الرحلة اليابانية‬
رحلة فى قلب نهرو : وصور أخرى من الهند
الرئيس
تجربة بنك الفقراء
ولدت هناك .. ولدت هنا
حول العالم في 200 يوم
جولة في ربوع أستراليا: بين مصر وهونولولو
Odessa Stories
The Man Who Loved Only Numbers: The Story of  Paul Erdős and the Search for Mathematical Truth
Ostende - 1936, Sommer der Freundschaft
ارتطام لم يسمع له دوي
The Singapore Story: Memoirs of Lee Kuan Yew
Watching the English: The Hidden Rules of English Behaviour
The Bastard of Istanbul
Breakfast at Tiffany’s and Three Stories by Truman CapoteThe Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar WildeThe Fran Lebowitz Reader by Fran LebowitzThe Beautiful and Damned by F. Scott FitzgeraldMiss Pettigrew Lives for a Day by Winifred Watson
Cosmopolitan Wit
78 books — 9 voters
The Hunger Games by Suzanne CollinsRedemption by Regina M. JosephCatching Fire by Suzanne CollinsMockingjay by Suzanne Collins
Reflective Cosmopolitan.
4 books — 2 voters

The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. SalingerThe Secret Language of Birthdays by Gary GoldschneiderGreen Eggs and Ham by Dr. SeussThe Giving Tree by Shel SilversteinDivine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood by Rebecca Wells
Tastemakers On: Best Books to Give
129 books — 13 voters

Alexandre Dumas
The kingdoms of kings are confined, either by mountains or rivers, or by a change in customs or by a difference of language; but my kingdom is as great as the world, because I am neither Italian, nor French, nor Hindu, nor American, nor a Spaniard; I am a cosmopolitan. No country can claim to be my birthplace, God alone knows in which region I shall die. I adopt every custom, I speak every tongue [... ] In this way, you see, being of no country, asking for the protection of no goverment and ackn ...more
Alexandre Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo

Bruce  Crown
I looked up at the ivory towers above us all. Nowhere else equals the feral design of this city. Tall skyscrapers that act as gorges hollowing out between flat cement dancing into narrow alleyways like bottomless pits. Building walls rusted the color of blood. Sometimes when you look down the horizon from afar the city looks wider than it is, like a thin field of magical lights gleaming with the hopes of children and idealists; a light on at midnight in one of the penthouses or the changing hues ...more
Bruce Crown, How Dim the Promised Land

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