"Do it" – 2168 rezultate
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So why did I do it? I could offer a million answers, all false. The truth is that I'm a bad person, but that's gonna change. I'm going to change. This is the last of that sort of thing. I'm cleaning up and I'm moving on. Going straight and choosing life. I'm looking forward to it already. I'm going to be just like you. The job, the family, the fucking big television, the washing machine, the car, the compact disc, and electrical tin opener, good health, low cholesterol, dental insurance, mortgage, starter home, leisurewear, luggage, three-piece suite, D.I.Y., game shows, junk food, children, walks in the park, 9:00 to 5:00, good at golf, washing the car,choice of sweaters, family Christmas, indexed pension, tax exemption, clearing gutters, getting by,looking ahead to the day you die.
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Arseny Tarkovsky
Arseny Alexandrovich Tarkovsky (Russian: Арсе́ний Алекса́ндрович Тарко́вский, June 25 [O.S. June 12] 1907, Elisavetgrad – May 27, 1989, Moscow) was a prominent Russian poet and translator. His poems appeared in the films The Mirror and Stalker, directed by Andrei Tarkovsky, his son. Tarkovsky was born in Elisavetgrad to the family of a Narodnik on June 24 N.S. 1907. By 1924 he had moved to Moscow, and from 1924-1925 he worked for a newspaper for railroad workers called "Gudok." Tarkovsky managed a section that was to be filled by an editorial written in verse, that was supposedly easier for the readers than the ordinary prosaic editorials. Each day, Tarkovsky would either write such poetical editorials himself, or find somebody else to do it. Needless to say, the poetry of these editorials...
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Ohm
Life is entertaining when we do not take it too seriously...To be able to laugh at life is marvelous.
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Isaac Asimov
Biographical (non-literary) How do you pronounce \"Isaac Asimov\"? \"EYE\'zik AA\'zi-mov\". The name is spelled with an \"s\" and not a \"z\" because Asimov\'s father didn\'t understand the English alphabet clearly when the family moved to the U.S. in 1923. (In Russian, the spelling was the Cyrillic equivalent of Azimov, and in Yiddish, the Hebrew letters were aleph-zayin-yod-mem-aleph-vav-vav.) One way to remember this pronunciation is the pun from The Flying Sorcerers by Larry Niven and David Gerrold: \"As a color, shade of purple-grey\", or \"As a mauve\". Asimov wrote a poem (\"The Prime of Life\") in which he rhymes his surname with \"stars above\"; someone else suggested amending the poem to rhyme it with \"mazel tov\", which he thought an improvement. Asimov\'s own suggestion, however, as to how to remember his name was to say \"Has Him Off\" and leave out the H\'s. When did Asimov die? What was the cause of his death? Where is he buried? Asimov died on April 6, 1992 of heart...
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Dan Moldoveanu
'Somebody at one of these places ... asked me: "What do you do? How do you write, create?" You don't, I told them. You don't try. That's very important: not to try, either for Cadillacs, creation or immortality. You wait, and if nothing happens, you wait some more. It's like a bug high on the wall. You wait for it to come to you. When it gets close enough you reach out, slap out and kill it. Or if you like its looks you make a pet out of it.' - Charles Bukowski
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Osho
Tantra is a very revolutionary concept - the oldest and yet the newest. Tantra is one of the oldest traditions and yet untraditional, even antitraditional, because tantra says unless you are whole and one you are missing life altogether. You should not remain in a split state: you must become one. What to do to become one? You can go on thinking but that is not going to help because thinking is the technique to divide. Thinking is analytical. It divides;it splits things. Feeling unites, synthesizes, makes things one. So you can go on thinking, reading, studying, contemplating. It is not going to help unless you fall back to the feeling centre. Sex can be a very deep fulfillment, and sex can throw you back to your wholeness, to your natural, real being, for many reasons. Those reasons have to be understood. One, sex is a total act. You are thrown off your mind, off balance. That is why there is so much fear of sex. You are identified with the mind, and sex is a no-mind act. You become...
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Daniela Maria Benea
I was born in Cluj-Napoca on the 11th of September 1970. I have learned to read, write and love over there. In 1991 I moved to Brisbane, Australia. I hold a bachelor degree in International Business. Later on I followed a couple of courses in Psychology. I mainly write in Romanian, that's what makes me feel closer to the places I left. However I do write in English, sometimes it feels like the words find me better this way, or maybe it's the other way around. I read many English books, biographies, poetry, etc.
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Taneda Santôka
Taneda Santōka, birth name: Taneda Shōichi; 3 December 1882 - 11 October 1940) was the pen-name of a Japanese author and haiku poet. He is known for his free verse haiku. Santoka, an ordained Zen priest, after spending most of his life wandering all over the country as a begging monk, chose to settle in Matsuyama only to die 10 months later. The humble cottage where he dwelt -- Isso-an (A Blade of Grass Hermitage) is preserved north of Ehime University. His books and documents are also preserved in Shiki Memorial Museum. "In February of 1929 I received ordination as a monk and became resident priest at Mitori Kannon-do in the countryside of Kumamoto Prefecture. It was truly a solitary forest life (sanrin dokuju); as for quietness it was quiet, as for loneliness it was lonely -- such a life it was." (Taneda Santoka - from "Sômokutô") The Zen he was ultimately to practice, however, though traditional, was unusual. It was the Zen of solitary walking. The open road was to become...
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Stephenie Meyer
Stephenie Meyer\'s life changed dramatically on June 2, 2003. The stay-at-home mother of three young sons woke up from a dream featuring seemingly real characters that she could not get out of her head. \"Though I had a million things to do, I stayed in bed, thinking about the dream. Unwillingly, I eventually got up and did the immediate necessities, and then put everything that I possibly could on the back burner and sat down at the computer to write—something I hadn\'t done in so long that I wondered why I was bothering.\" Meyer invented the plot during the day through swim lessons and potty training, and wrote it out late at night when the house was quiet. Three months later she finished her first novel, Twilight. With encouragement from her older sister (the only other person who knew she had written a book), Meyer submitted her manuscript to various literary agencies. Twilight was picked out of a slush pile at Writer\'s House and eventually made its way to the publishing...
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Asaf Halet Çelebi
Asaf Halet Çelebi (27 Aralık 1907, İstanbul - 15 Ekim 1958, İstanbul), șair. Dahiliye Nezareti Șifre Kalemi Müdürü Mehmet Sait Halet Bey'in oğlu olan Çelebi İstanbul'da doğdu. Galatasaray Lisesi'nde 8 yıl eğitim gördü. Babasından Fransızca ve Farsça, Mevlevi Șeyhi Ahmet Remzi Dede (Akyürek) ile Rauf Yekta Bey'den musiki ve nota dersleri aldı. Kısa bir süre kaldığı Fransa'dan dönüșünde üç yıl Sanayi-i Nefise Mektebi'nde öğrenim gördü. Adliye Meslek Mektebi'nden mezun oldu. Üsküdar Adliyesi Ceza Mahkemesi zabıt kâtipliği yaptı. Osmanlı Bankası, Devlet Deniz Yolları İșletmesi'nde çalıștı. İstanbul Üniversitesi Edebiyat Fakültesi Felsefe Bölümü kitaplığında görevliyken yașamını yitirdi. Gençlik yıllarında divan edebiyatından etkilendi. Gazeller ve rubailer yazdı. 1937'den sonra serbest ölçü kullanmaya ve...
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Do it
de lucian sturzu
și eu ... care voiam doar să știu cum vine devine cântul de leagăn zvâcnire simțire zbateri de geană acum înțeleg de unde cum vine devine iubirea iubire ca legănare de vis acum înțeleg cum orgasmul...
do it yourself
de catalina marincas
Îmi întind brațele pe canapeaua verde Ca o pasăre desenată de copii Cu aripi imense și picioare subțiri Dincolo de geam Copacii se dezbracă de frunze Norii se lipesc de crengile lor Ca o vată pe băț...
just do it
de Adam Rares-Andrei
Motto: "Uneori mă simt ca un taximetrist: de fiecare dată când vreau să te cunosc, primesc o comandă." pentru cei mai mulți din mine, aripile legate cu sârmă într-o catedrală, nu diferă cu nimic de...
Just to do it again!
de Iris Barbulescu
\"Just to it again!\" uitarea si nevroza, analiza si psihoza..intre care isi intindea ea paienjenisul. Intre ce lumi se zbatea, nealegand nici un centru de gravitatie? Nesuferita era singuratatea ei,...
De Padre Vostro
de A. Robert Mario
It was a long time ago... When ? i can’t remember It was in a time when Kings never surrender In times of Knights,only the bloody moon knows theyr story When mountains and rivers were moved by love,...
Porn meditation
de Theodor Emilian Barbu
Porn has ruined it for me. I mean now I can never be with a girl who is less than perfect. Pretty just won’t do it anymore. It seems this is my curse. It’s hard even to talk to the ugly ones. That...
Dreams
de Bratu Mihai
Sometime you want it, Sometime you feel it, Sometime You want to catch it, But you never think about find it! A desire?...maybe A dream?...can be A thought?...possibly Your guilty...
cu ochii larg deschiși
de Anghel Geicu
când cineva îți bate în țevi la cinci dimineața, ai rupt cuiul. poți să fii tu regele asfaltului, poți să fii bulibașa din ferentari, rockefeller, alain delon, oricine, când ești cu nevasta...
If
de daniel preda
If I could catch a rainbow, I would do it just for you And share with you it\'s beauty, On the days you\'re feeling blue. If I could, I\'d build a mountain You could call your very own, A place to...
Impachetata
de Vâță - Diénes Andrea
Dying Is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well. [...] Out of the ash I rise with my red hair And I eat men like air. (Sylvia Plath - Lady Lazarus) umblam de nebuna pe strazi...
