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Ian RobertsonIR

Ian Robertson

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Professor Ian Robertson is Professor of Psychology at Trinity College Dublin and Director of Trinity College Institute of Neuroscience, posts he took up in 1999 after 8 years in Cambridge, England as a Fellow of Hughes Hall and a Senior Scientist at the internationally-renowned MRC Cognition and Brain Sciences Unit. He has a worldwide reputation in neuropsychology and is at the forefront in the development of training methods for improving brain function, publishing over a hundred and fifty scientific articles in leading journals such as Nature, Psychological Bulletin, Current Biology and many others. He is also author and editor of 10 scientific books and is a regular keynote speaker at conferences on brain function throughout the world. He is one of the world’s leading researchers in brain rehabilitation and his most recent research has demonstrated how it is possible to improve mental function in ordinary people who don\'t have illness or brain disorders. A former writer for the...

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Maxim GorkiMG

Maxim Gorki

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[[en]] * Born: 16 March 1868 * Birthplace: Nizhny Novgorod (now Gorky), Russia * Death: June 1936 * Best Known As: Russian writer known for his socialist realism Name at birth: Aleksey Maksimovich Peshkov Maxim Gorky (also spelled Maksim Gorki) is one of the giants of 20th century Russian literature and theater, known for his realistic depictions of how terrible it is to be poor and oppressed. Gorky himself grew up in rough times and was a lifelong spokesperson for the underclass. His political activism led to several years of exile, in spite of his popularity with Russian readers. By 1900 Gorky was a famous literary figure, thanks in part to help from Anton Chekhov. His short stories and his first novel, Foma Gordeyev (1902) gave him notoriety as well as critical success, but his outspoken opposition to the rule of Nicholas II led to his exile to the island of Capri (1907-13). After the 1917 revolution Gorky's criticism of his friend V. I. Lenin and the Bolsheviks led to another...

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Louis McKeeLM

Louis McKee

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Louis McKee (born July 31, 1951, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania) has been a fixture of the Philadelphia poetry scene since the early 70s. He is the author of Schuylkill County (Wampeter, 1982), The True Speed of Things (Slash & Burn, 1984) and eleven other collections. More recently, he has published River Architecture: Poems from Here & There 1973-1993 (Cynic, 1999), Loose Change (Marsh River Editions, 2001) and a volume in the Pudding House Greatest Hits series. Gerald Stern has called his work “heart-breaking” and “necessary,” while William Stafford has written, “Louis McKee makes me think of how much fun it was to put your hand out a car window and make the air carry you into quick adventures and curlicues. He is so adept at turning all kinds of sudden glimpses into good patterns.” Naomi Shihab Nye says, “Louis McKee is one of the truest hearts and voices in poetry we will ever be lucky to know.” Near Occasions of Sin, a collection issued in 2006 by Cynic Press, has been praised by...

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Nicoleta AlbuNA

Nicoleta Albu

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"Alice:How long is forever? White Rabbit:Sometimes, just one second." Endless time. We crave it and yet we curse it. Lewis Carroll

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Isaac Asimov

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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

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'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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Stefan CiobanasuSC

Stefan Ciobanasu

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Which way is the right path, as I stand upon This chaotic crossroads of hate... How many ways are there to roam On this dark and damned road of fate... "There are many ways, my son, to find where the souls of demons remain...But it takes only one second of despair and of doubt Until at last, your soul, they will gain... Inherit these lands, these things, these dreams That are yours, forever, to adore... For there is no life, in the depths of chaos, my son, For you to explore... C. Vincent Metzen - 'The Initiate' All I ever craved were the two dreams I shared with you. One I now have, will the other one ever dream remain. For yours I truly wish to be. Nightwish - Ever Dream

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Manuel AcuñaMA

Manuel Acuña

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Manuel Acuña Narro (27 August 1849 – 6 December 1873) was a 19th-century Mexican writer. He focused on poetry, but also wrote some novels and plays. Even though he was famous at an early time of his life, he decided to commit suicide. It is not certain why he killed himself, but it is thought that he did so because of a woman. Acuña was born in the city of Saltillo, Coahuila, on August 27, 1849 to Francisco Acuña and Refugio Narro. He was taught how to write and read at an early age. Later he studied in the “Colegio Josefino”, in Saltillo. Around 1865 he was transferred to Mexico City to the School of San Ildefonso, where he entered as a full time student. Here he studied mathematics, Latin, French and philosophy. Acuña lived at a time at which Mexican society was dominated by philosophical-positivist intellectuality. Furthermore he was living as a romantic tendency in poetry was occurring. In January 1868, Acuña initiated his studies in medicine at the...

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Denia

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How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd;

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Bucseneanu RaduBR

Bucseneanu Radu

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We are how we choose to be! ..nimic nu e concret si totu-i relativ !¿!

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to hell and back

de oana stanescu

Sometimes I feel like I’m falling appart Sometimes I’m just dying without any questions..or thoughts..or reasons.. Sometimes my head is so heavy almost like a burden how can I get rid of that single...

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just a song I like right now

de Alina

It could be all so simple but you'd rather make it hard loving you is like a battle and we both end up with scars Tell me who I have to be to get some reciprocity no one loves you more than me and no...

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Everyday Karma

de Carmen Harra

\"Wouldn\'t it be heavenly to erase the mistakes of the past, eliminate confusion in your daily life, and feel safe about what tomorrow brings? In Everyday Karma I show you exactly how to do that. I...

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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...

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Et si tu n'existais pas

de Miruna Gavriliu

‘This woman does not exist’ - it said – ‘Her no-name is written all over my feathers On the smallest of my scales On the length of my hairs - Plus, she’s mocking the weather No eye of the storm When...

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Închipuire campestră

de George Lână

Urâtul se instala odată cu iarna în fibrele satului ce ne găzduia simultan fiecare din noi se trudea să reziste erai de departe numărul unu în top singura dăscăliță din zonă amirosind a frumos și...

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EVERYBODY KNOWS

de Leonard Cohen

Everybody knows that the dice is loaded Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed. Everybody knows the war is over. Everybody knows the good guys lost. Everybody knows the fight was fixed : the poor...

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personal indifference

de Alina

I will light the match this mornin', so I won't be alone Watch as he lies silent, for soon night will be gone I will stand arms outstretched, pretend I'm free to fly I will make my way, through, one...

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How it's made: The Heart

de Cosma Adriana Ioana

În Orașul Uitat de Toți era Liniște. Nu era Nimeni. Până și culorile se hotărâseră să facă o plimbare pe alte meleaguri, India, poate. Acolo aveau șansa la un viitor strălucit, spuneau ele. În Orașul...

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\'cause you got dem ol\' kozmic blues again mama

de Dana Stanescu

ea canta arcuire de trup de voce de suflet intr-o rugaciune pana acolo sus la dumnezeul ei si lumina o invaluie si canta si cad bucatile de inima se sparg sonor in jur I know, honey, I know so well...

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