With a foreword by Barack Obama, this is the unfiltered story of a nation, told through the letters written to him during his presidency and the lives of those who wrote them

'The narrative was sloppy and urgent, America talking all at once. No filter'

The last thing Barack Obama did every night while he was resident in the White House was to read ten letters selected for him by the Office of Presidential Correspondence. This intimate correspondence with the most powerful ma...

'A dazzling history of the future - Hamish McRae has given us a tour de force' - Tim Harford

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A bold and illuminating vision of the future, from one of Europe's foremost speakers on global trends in economics, business and society

What will the world look like in 2050? How will complex forces of change - demography, the environment, finance, technology and ideas about governance - affect our global society? And how, with so many unknowns, should we think about the future?

One o...

No other bird is quite so ever-present and familiar, so embedded in our culture, as the robin. With more than six million breeding pairs, the robin is second only to the wren as Britain’s most common bird.

A raw, cerebral work devoted to the inextricability of pleasure and pain, and to the question of what role, if any, aesthetic beauty can play in times of great heartache or grief.

Only those who allowed their inner hold on their moral and spiritual selves to subside eventually fell victim to the camp's degenerating influence - while those who made a victory of those experiences turned them into an inner triumph.

Family researcher Lucy Blake pulls apart our expectations about family and shows us how to embrace the messy, beautiful reality.

An exploration of the phenomenon of the caudillo figure in Latin American politics and the rise of populism through the modern histories of the continent.

Zoek een moeder die Alberdina heet en zie, als je uit school komt, hoe ze met haar armen over elkaar en een schort voor en met een broodmes onder haar arm, in de deuropening met een glimlach op je staat te wachten. Herman van Veen lijkt op zijn vader, fluiters zijn het, die hoor je al van ver aankomen. Ook als het niet zo gaat als je zou willen helpt vrolijkheid. Van Veen weet wat hem gelukkig maakt: zijn ouderlijk huis in de Kievitsdwarsstraat, het doek dat opengaat, zijn viool in de hand. H...