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Сегодня у юной ведьмочки Бетти очень ответственный день: она будет варить первое в жизни зелье! Но сначала ей нужно раздобыть множество непростых ингредиентов. Вместе с мамой и котёнком Тыковкой Бетти отправляется в захватывающее путешествие, чтобы собрать лунные лучи и молнии, пыльцу с крыльев фей, усы оборотня и волосы тролля. Но приключения на этом не закончатся - оказывается, сварить зелье тоже не так-то просто…

[Her work] defines universal truths about what it means to be human Barack Obama Marilynne Robinson is one of the greatest writers of our time Sunday Times Jack is the fourth in Robinsons luminous, profound Gilead series and perhaps the best yet Observer Marilynne Robinson, winner of the Pulitzer Prize and the American National Humanities Medal, returns to the world of Gilead with Jack, the final in one of the great works of contemporary American fiction. Jack tells the story of John Ames...

Jack tells the story of John Ames Boughton, the loved and grieved-over prodigal son of a Presbyterian minister in Gilead, Iowa, a drunkard and a ne’er-do-well. In segregated St. Louis sometime after World War II, Jack falls in love with Della Miles, an African-American high school teacher, also a preacher’s child, with a discriminating mind, a generous spirit and an independent will. Their fraught, beautiful story is one of Robinson’s greatest achievements.

Arguably the greatest artist of the Baroque period, Peter Paul Rubens was an accomplished painter and draughtsman, as well as a valued diplomat. This accessible examination of his life and work looks at every aspect of Rubens's oeuvre; from his commissioned portraits of royalty and the nobility to his magnificent representations of ancient myths, Biblical stories, and historical events. This incisive biography traces his life as a student in Venice, where he encountered the works of Titian and...

Lila, homeless and alone after years of roaming the countryside, steps inside a small-town Iowa church - the only available shelter from the rain - and ignites a romance and a debate that will reshape her life.

In 1956, towards the end of Reverend John Ames’s life, he begins a letter to his young son: ‘I told you last night that I might be gone sometime . . . You reached up and put your fingers on my lips and gave me that look I never in my life saw on any other face besides your mother’s. It’s a kind of furious pride, very passionate and stern. I’m always a little surprised to find my eyebrows unsinged after I’ve suffered one of those looks. I will miss them.’