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NANaim Araidi
Naim Araidi was born in 1950, in the Druze village of Marrar in the Galilee. He went to Hebrew school in Haifa, and continued to a PhD in Hebrew Literature. He teaches in Haifa and has published numerous books of poetry and prose both Arabic and Hebrew. He has been awarded the Prime Minister's Award; The Creativity Prize for Arabic Literature; and an honorary PhD from the World Academy for Arts and Culture. A book of poetry entitled Back to the Village is available in English The first poetry book published in 1972 and others: Back into the village, 1986 - Perhaps this is love, 1990 - Five dimensions, 1991 Soldiers of water,1988 (prose) Fatal baptizing, 1992 (novel), Still - run deep, 2003 (poems). He has been translated into many languages. Books Published in Hebrew Is Love Possible [poetry), Eked, 1972 [Eich Efshar Leehov) Compassion and Fear [poetry), Eked, 1975 [Hemlah Ve-Pahad) Return to the Village [poetry), Am Oved, 1986 [Hazarti El Ha-Kefar) Perhaps it`s Love [poems ), Sifriat...
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Jiang He
nascut in 1949 Jiang He (in traducere Fluviul) este pseudonimul poetului Yu Youze. Muncitor in fabrica de cauciuc din Beijing. A debutat in 1980 in revista \"Literatura Shanghaiului\"
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DDomnitaDinTais
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William Carlos Williams
He was born in Rutherford, New Jersey, a town near the city of Paterson. He attended public school in Rutherford, New Jersey until 1897, then was sent to study at Château de Lancy near Geneva, Switzerland, the Lycée Condorcet in Paris, France, for two years and Horace Mann High School in New York City. Then, in 1902, he entered the University of Pennsylvania Medical School. During his time at Penn, Williams befriended Ezra Pound, Hilda Doolittle (H.D.) and the painter Charles Demuth. These friendships supported his growing passion for poetry. He received his M.D. in 1906 and spent the next four years in internships in New York City and in travel and postgraduate studies abroad (e.g., at the Univ. of Leipzig where he studied pediatrics). He returned to Rutherford in 1910 and began his medical practice, which lasted until 1951. In his life he helped to deliver more than two thousand babies but regarded his medical career as a way to finance his final goal of becoming a poet. In 1912 he...
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MLMarioara Leonte
HE NACIDO EN UN PUEBLO DE RUMANIA DE LA PROVINCIA DE TELEORMAN MI PUEBLO SE LLAMA DOBROTESTI,NACII EN UNA FAMILIA NORMAL DE OBREROS MI MADRE SE LLAMA ILIANCA Y MI PADRE SE LLAMAVA ION ME HE CREADO JUNTO A MIS DOS HERMANOS EL MAYOR LICA FLORIN Y LA PEQUEÑA VALERIA,.SOY UNA PERSONA ALEGRE Y FELIZ ESTOY CASADA CON JAVIER LUCAS SANCHEZ TENGO UN NIÑO DE 14 AÑOS MIRCEA IONUT,Y OTRO DE 7 MESES MARIO .,..,
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JBJean de La Bruyère
He was born in Paris, not, as was once thought, at Dourdan (in today's Essonne département) in 1645. His family was middle class, and his reference to a certain Geoffroy de La Bruyère, a crusader, is only a satirical illustration of a method of self-ennoblement common in France as in some other countries. Indeed he himself always signed the name Delabruyère in one word, as evidence of this. He could trace his family back at least as far as his great-grandfather, who had been a strong Leaguer. La Bruyère's own father was controller general of finance to the Hôtel de Ville. The son was educated by the Oratorians and at the University of Orléans; he was called to the bar, and in 1673 bought a post in the revenue department at Caen, which gave him status and an income. His predecessor in the post was a relation of Jacques Benigne Bossuet, and it is thought that the transaction was the cause of La Bruyère's introduction to the great orator Bossuet, who from the date of his own...
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paul rotaru
I am That I am nobody son of nobody he who is and he who is not
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Jiddu Krishnamurti
The core of Krishnamurti\'s teaching is contained in the statement he made in 1929 when he said: \'Truth is a pathless land\'. Man cannot come to it through any organisation, through any creed, through any dogma, priest or ritual, not through any philosophic knowledge or psychological technique. He has to find it through the mirror of relationship, through the understanding of the contents of his own mind . . . Statement by Krishnamurti in 1981. Jiddu Krishnamurti was born on 11th May 1895 in Madanapalle, a town in south India, the eighth child in a middle-class family. At an early age he was adopted by Annie Besant, then the President of the Theosophical Society, with its headquarters in Madras. She took Krishnamurti and his brother Nitya to England where she had them educated privately. On Krishnamurti\'s return to India while still in his teens, Theosophists proclaimed him to be the world teacher whose coming they had been awaiting. They built a large and rich order round him, with...
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JOJohn James Osborne
English dramatist. He began his theatrical career as an actor and playwright in provincial English repertory theaters. Osborne\'s plays usually focus on an individual character and the sheer force of his language rather than on action. His first commercial success was Look Back in Anger (1956), concerning a restless and vociferous young man of the working class who is at war with himself and society; it became the seminal work for the so-called angry young men. His other plays depict the frustration of living without hope in a world filled with false values. Among Osborne\'s other plays are The Entertainer (1957), Luther (1961), Inadmissible Evidence (1964), A Patriot for Me (1965), The End of Me Old Cigar (1974), Watch It Come Down (1976), and Déjà vu (1991). He also wrote the screenplay for Tom Jones (1963).
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Eternity
"An expert is one who knows more and more about less and less until he knows absolutely everything about nothing"
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PARADISE LOST --Book XI
de John Milton
Book XI Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most severe, What else but favour, grace, and mercy, shone? So spake our father...
Scrisoarea IV - vers Engleza
de Mihai Eminescu
See the tall and lonely castle mirrored in the placid lake, \'Neath those waters does its shadow through the ages never wake, Silently above the pine-tress rise its ancient rampart stark, Throwing...
PARADISE LOST -- Book III
de John Milton
Book III Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam\'d? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity,...
Birds
de Saint-John Perse
A man at sea, feeling noon in the air, lifts his head at this wonder: a white gull opened on the sky, like a woman\'s hand before the flame of a lamp, elevating in daylight the pink translucence of a...
I was looking for love...
de blue
( after Costache Ioanid) I was looking for love, like for a lost town, Like for a singing heaven in a world of pain, I rushed into life and all that liked my eye, And I only suffered; but heaven was...
Taming of the Shrew
de William Shakespeare
Induction, Scene I SCENE I. Before an alehouse on a heath. Enter Hostess and SLY SLY I\'ll pheeze you, in faith. Hostess A pair of stocks, you rogue! SLY Ye are a baggage: the Slys are no rogues;...
Hei tu!
de Roger Waters
Hei tu, de acolo, din frig, Însingurat, îmbătrânind, Poți să mă simți? Hei tu, care bântui pe coridoare Cu picioarele roase de mâncărimi și cu zâmbetul ofilit Poți să mă simți? Hei tu, Nu-i lăsa să...
Suzanne
de Leonard Cohen
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river You can hear the boats go by You can spend the night beside her And you know that she\'s half crazy But that\'s why you want to be there And she...
The Death of the Hired Man
de Robert Frost
Mary sat musing on the lamp-flame at the table Waiting for Warren. When she heard his step, She ran on tip-toe down the darkened passage To meet him in the doorway with the news And put him on his...
ME AND HE
de Lupsa sorina
My mistake. So far away he lived I can\'t remember! My sins were drift away He soon opened his hands. A long, thick fog So he wondered... What am I doing wrong? The answer came When he looked around....