"Never really knew" – 1415 rezultate
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The beginning of my childhood was profoundly marked by one of my grandfather’s passions – literature. For him reading, living, the writings of so many did not seem to be enough, so he began writing his own stories that still echo in my memory and in my heart. I remember that one day I went to him and asked “What are you writing about?”. Looking at me for only a second and returning his eyes at the ink stained notebook he answered: “My life”. Regretful, I confess that that was the last dialogue we had. After that I began reading, reading everything he was writing. Two years after his death, I had met someone who changed everything. I stopped reading and began writing myself. It was such a new feeling. It seemed to be never ending. It still feels. Since the first time, you may think I am exaggerating, but it really was the first time I saw her when I felt this sudden urge of writing. Words like “Thank you” seem meaningless compared to the things that you have done for me.
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Never Forgetme
nascuta pe :14 martie 1989 id YM: broken_angelforget iubireinterzisa14@yahoo.com
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mirela urs
Mirela Urs, 25 ani, studenta UMF Carol Davila Buc.
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Adrian
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vasile emandache
- Nascut pe 1 iunie 1949, localitatea Chitcani, judetul Vaslui. - 1972 - membru al cenaclului "Vasile Alecsandri", - 1973 - debut literar in ziarul local "Vremea Noua" - in anii urmatori am publicat in "Convorbiri Literare", "Cronica", "Flacara" etc - 1981 - fondator al cenaclului "Musatinii" - actualmente membru al cenaclului "Ion Iancu Lefter" Sperand ca aceste puncte de reper sunt suficiente, in continuare, las versurile sa vorbeasca.
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Ardeleanu Andreea
Critica nu poate fi decat constructiva, dar vreau sa stiti ca ceea ce scriu vine din suflet, pt suflet.
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Alina
Just blue...for ever and for never...for now...
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Oana Cristache
"I'm longing to dive into the sea of tranquillity and drown in it to feel what I never felt before... freedom" (Lacrimas Profundere, albumul"And the wings embraced us",piesa "Autumn morning", 1996)
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Alice Cooper
poate voi adauga mai tarziu ceva la aceasta rubrica... cand va fi ceva de zis... never...
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John Steinbeck
John Steinbeck (1902-1968), born in Salinas, California, came from a family of moderate means. He worked his way through college at Stanford University but never graduated. In 1925 he went to New York, where he tried for a few years to establish himself as a free-lance writer, but he failed and returned to California. After publishing some novels and short stories, Steinbeck first became widely known with Tortilla Flat (1935), a series of humorous stories about Monterey paisanos. Steinbeck's novels can all be classified as social novels dealing with the economic problems of rural labour, but there is also a streak of worship of the soil in his books, which does not always agree with his matter-of-fact sociological approach. After the rough and earthy humour of Tortilla Flat, he moved on to more serious fiction, often aggressive in its social criticism, to In Dubious Battle (1936), which deals with the strikes of the migratory fruit pickers on California plantations. This was followed...
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Never really knew
de Adela Setti
cercuri indigo / cercuri verzi / cercuri galbene apoi câteva zile ea mângâie din pași piatra drumului vine seara ca o amenințare / nu se întâmplă nimic ea continuă să mângâie din pași piatra drumului...
The Axe Helve
de Robert Frost
I\'ve known ere now an interfering branch Of alder catch my lifted axe behind me. But that was in the woods, to hold my hand From striking at another alder\'s roots, And that was, as I say, an alder...
Death of a ladies man
de Leonard Cohen
Ah the man she wanted all her life was hanging by a thread \"I never even knew how much I wanted you,\" she said. His muscles they were numbered and his style was obsolete. \"O baby, I have come too...
The Killer in Me
de Raluca
It was the cold shiver of sudden understanding that woke me from the trance: had I really done it or was it just my imagination? And with quivering arms I raised the gun, its barrel hot and smoking,...
I always say
de Lia Miruna Dumitrache
So there we were, in hell. Burning programme’s nine to four – the perpetual thing is bogus cause there’s too many of us and they have to have shifts and besides they gotta cool the place down at...
An everlasting love
de Filip Ruxandra
It was the middle of the night when he first saw me. I was no bigger then 5 centimeters and I was looking into the mirror, dressed in my new little white dress. I didn’t realize till late that I was...
Selected strophes from Les Chants de Maldoror Translated by Dan Clore
de Comte de Lautreamont
Canto I: 6 You should let your fingernails grow for fifteen days. Oh! -- How sweet it is to brutally tear a youth with a hairless upper lip from his bed and, eyes wide open, pretend that you\'ll...
Portrait of a Lady
de T.S. Eliot
Thou hast committed— Fornication: but that was in another country, And besides, the wench is dead. The Jew of Malta. I AMONG the smoke and fog of a December afternoon You have the scene arrange...
The Ants
de Bernard Werber
The Ants ... On the forty-fifth floor of the basement, the 103,683rd asexual ant made her way into the wrestling halls, low-ceilinged rooms where the soldiers exercised inreadiness for the spring...
Cu stangul inainte!
de Andrei Dumitrescu
i feel dead. awaiting your kiss. i don\'t believe in love! do you exist?... am ramas in pana de cuvinte. de fapt, cred ca mi-e doar sila. si de ele, si de mine, si de tot ceea ce mi se intampla, si...
