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「本人の意向に反して権力を行使しても正当でありうるのは、他の人々への危害を防止するという目的での権力行使だけである」。大衆の画一的な世論やエリートの専制によって個人が圧殺される事態を憂慮した

最大多数の最大幸福をめざす功利主義は目先の快楽追求に満足しないソクラテスの有徳な生き方と両立する。人間生活全般の根本原理として個人や社会が正義とともに個性や人類愛を尊重するよう後押しする功利主義

Dive into this riveting classic mystery where a covert midnight rendezvous results in the startling discovery of the first dead body. Unravel the enigma where nothing is as it seems.

Dive into the thrilling mystery world of J. S. Fletchers Exterior to the Evidence. First published in the April 1922 edition of The Black Mask, a renowned detective and mystery magazine, this engrossing novel unravels a chilling death on the moors, an elusive missing will, and a myriad of potential culprits. As the story unfolds, the suspense will hold you captive until the very end. This gripping narration is brought to life by the talented J. M. Smallheer.

Dieses Dornröschen ist aufgewacht ... in einem Albtraum! OLIVER: Normalerweise locke ich Frauen mit Amnesie nicht in eine Ehe. Aber ich nehme an, es gibt für alles ein erstes Mal. Wenn mir die Frau meiner Träume in den Schoß fällt, kann ich nicht anders, als mich zu fragen, was sie in dieser Position noch so alles tun kann. Sie ist hier. In meinem Haus. Meiner Gnade ausgeliefert. Und sie denkt, dass wir das ganze Jahrzehnt, das wir getrennt waren, ein Liebespaar waren. Briar und ich waren immer eine unerledigte Angelegenheit. Jetzt ist es an der Zeit, das Geschäft zu besiegeln.

Every day, in her basement flat in a quiet street, Rene arranges her collection of objects just so. She takes her pills, looks at her photographs and remembers her free-spirited sister, Lauren, before she vanished. But lately the memories are shifting. When a letter arrives out of the blue, the opening words send ice through her veins. Lauren is alive. She’s waiting. And she needs Rene to find her before it’s too late.

Five years before all plant life on Earth was destroyed, Dr. Dradin Walcott worked to provide himself glory and immortality—at the expense of all helping him—yet he unwittingly brought about tragedy after tragedy, impacting the future of every living creature on Earth.

The mysterious disappearance of bank manager John Hornbury, along with valuable securities and jewels from the banks vault, leaves everyone in a state of shock. Unexpectedly, Gabriel Chestermarke and his nephew Joseph decline to involve the police. Just as a detective from Scotland Yard steps in, the plot thickens when Betty Fosdyke, Johns niece, refuses to believe her uncles apparent betrayal. Unwilling to be a mere spectator, Betty teams up with the chief clerk from Chestermarkes bank, plunging headfirst into the midst of the enigma. Dive into this riveting tale of mystery and intrigue, ...

Dive into the captivating world of mystery as we unravel the enigmatic death of a former top-ranking police officer in this thrilling narrative by J.S. Fletcher. Discover the intriguing link between the murder and two captivating, high-profile sisters, one of whoms photograph was discovered in the victims pocket. The quest for truth involves a varied ensemble of detectives - a lawyer, his assistant, a group of policemen, a police spy, and even the victims granddaughter. Watch as the plot thickens and the clues come together in an unexpected climax, leaving it up to you, the listener, to piece ...

Running away from home at 17 wasn't easy. Let's face it, though, nothing before or in the ten years since has ever been easy for me. And I'm doing okay—sorta. I just need to keep scraping by, living under the radar. Staying out of people's way, off people's minds. When a man walks through my open patio door, stepping boldly into my home and my life, I should be scared, frightened, terrified. I must be more broken than I realized because I'm none of those things. I'm intrigued—and I'm wondering if the way to take control of my life is by giving in to him.

I'm a dangerous man. A man who has spent the last two decades removing so many souls from this earth that it's a miracle my hands aren't permanently stained red. I'm a man who belongs in the shadows. I certainly don't belong in my pretty little neighbor's bedroom when she's not home, touching her things and inhaling her scent. I shouldn't follow her. Shouldn't watch her. No number of cookies on my doorstep will change the fact that love isn't an option for me. The only option left for me is violence.

"As I sleep, my mind will erase everything I did today. I will wake up tomorrow as I did this morning. Thinking I'm still a child. Thinking I have a whole lifetime of choice ahead of me...." Memories define us. So what if you lost yours every time you went to sleep? Your name, your identity, your past, even the people you love - all forgotten overnight. And the one person you trust may be telling you only half the story. Welcome to Christine's life.

It was supposed to be a harmless kiss at a lavish debutante ball. A clandestine moment with a handsome stranger. But unlike his namesake, my Romeo isn’t driven by love. He’s fueled by revenge. To him, I’m a chess piece. Leverage. His rival’s betrothed. To me, he is a man deserving of poison. A dark prince I refuse to marry. He thinks I’ll accept my fate. Well, I plan to rewrite it. And in my story, Juliet doesn’t die. But Romeo? He perishes.

I should have run the other way. Paid my tab and gone back to my room. But he was there. And he was…everything. I figured, what’s the harm in letting passion rule my decisions for one night? So what if he looks like the Devil in a suit? I’d be leaving in the morning, flying home to my pleasant but predictable life. I’d never see him again. Except I do. In the last place I expected. And now everything I’ve worked so hard for is in jeopardy.

I have a nice life—living in my hometown and owning the coffee shop I’ve worked at since I was 16. It’s comfortable on paper, but I’m tired of doing everything by myself. Tired of being in charge of every decision in my life. I want someone to lean on, someone to spend time with, sit with, hug. And I really don’t want to go to my best friend’s wedding alone. So, I signed up for a dating app and agreed to meet with the first guy that messaged me. Now here I am, at the bar. Only it’s not my date that just sat down in the chair across from me. It’s his dad.

When I was nine, I went to my first funeral. Along with accepting my father's death, I had to accept new and awful truths I wasn't prepared for. When I was nineteen, I went to my mother's funeral. We weren't close, but with her gone, I became more alone than ever before. Sure, I have a half-brother who runs The Alliance. And yeah, he's given me his protection—in the form of a bodyguard and chauffeur. But I don't have anyone that really knows me. No one to really love me. Until I meet him. The man in the airport.

All of Jared Sinclair's wealth still can't ease the pain from his terrible childhood...or his guilt over a recent tragedy. Unable to forgive himself, the billionaire property investor buries his emotions, toughens his skin, and becomes a notorious womanizer, refusing to commit his heart to a woman when he's convinced she wants only his wallet.

Imagine living in a home that's free from clutter. Your closets, cabinets and possessions are all completely organized. Wouldn't you feel relaxed? You can make this happen with the daily decluttering habit. The good news? You can do this even if you're a busy professional or a parent who has little time for a massive organizing project. All you need is 10 minutes a day and you'll be amazed at what can be accomplished with the following "Declutter Challenge" system.

Money. It’s the root of all evil and I need it bad. You could call it the wrong place, wrong time. To me the day I met Enzo was the day the old me died. When he kidnaps me thinking I’m the daughter of his enemy, the only thing I can do is pretend to be something I’m not. But the more I pretend, the deeper I fall. Enzo is dark, cruel, and menacing, but he’s protective, fierce, and determined. Soon he wants to forge a contract between our families, making me his bride, but he has no idea I’m not whom he thinks I am and when he finds out … well, I know I’m as good as dead.

Okay, so my bad for assuming the guy I was going on a date with wasn't married. And my bad for taking him to a friend's house for dinner, only to find out my friend is also friends with his wife. Because, in fact, he is married. And she happens to be at my friend's house because her husband was "busy working." Confused? So am I. Unsurprisingly, my date's wife is super angry about finding out that her husband is a cheating asshole. Girl, I get it. Then to make matters more convoluted, there is the man sitting next to my date's wife. A man named King, who is apparently her brother.