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Carla Ionita

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I am the damnedest creature! I make you think of the old story about Alexander the Great. He wept when there were no more worlds to conquerr. Will I weep when there are no more rules to break?

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ramms+ein

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Rammstein is: Flake Lorenz (keyboards), Oliver Riedel (Bass), Christoph Schneider (drums), Paul Landers (guitar), Richard Z. Kruspe-Bernstein (guitar), and Till Lindemann (vocals). There have been no line-up changes since the band was established in 1993. There is no other band that sounds remotely like Rammstein. The East German sextet\'s unique blend of metal, industrial, techno and classical musical elements has made it one of Europe\'s most successful rock bands ever since the 1995 release of its debut album HERZELEID (which went platinum in several Euro territories). Its successor SEHNSUCHT (released abroad in 1997, and as the band\'s U.S. debut in January 1998) was not only the logical continuation of the musical concept, but also even more successful than album No. 1. with platinum in Germany AND in the USA and a string of awards in other European countries, Rammstein secured their place in the history of rock music - a development on which their third album MUTTER will build....

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John AshberyJA

John Ashbery

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John Ashbery (born July 28, 1927) is an American poet. He has won nearly every major American award for poetry and is recognized as one of America's most important, though still controversial, poets. In an article on Elizabeth Bishop in his Selected Prose, he characterizes himself as having been described as "a harebrained, homegrown surrealist whose poetry defies even the rules and logic of Surrealism." "No figure looms so large in American poetry over the past 50 years as John Ashbery", Langdon Hammer, chairman of the English Department at Yale University, wrote in 2008. American poet has had a larger, more diverse vocabulary, not Whitman, not Pound". Stephen Burt, a poet and Harvard professor of English has compared Ashbery to T. S. Eliot, the "last figure whom half the English-language poets alive thought a great model, and the other half thought incomprehensible" Ashbery was born in Rochester, New York, and raised on a farm near Lake Ontario; his brother died when they were...

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Willy BreinholstWB

Willy Breinholst

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Willy Breinholst (born 27 June 1918) is a Danish author, screenwriter, and humorist born in Fredensborg, Denmark. Occupation Author Screenwriter Humorist Willy Breinholst is the only humorous writer on Earth whose books have been on German bestseller lists for more than 450 weeks ! He has had five of his books on the SPIEGEL top-ten list in the same week - a world record accepted by GUINNESS! It is no wonder that Breinholst-books are published in over a 100 countries. Willy Breinholst’s books are read all over the World from the Republic of South Africa and Australia to Siberia, Greenland and Iceland in the North. He has been awarded the Lübbe Ehrenpreis for 4.000.000 sold Lübbe-books. He has been awarded the Danish Humorist Prize, the Carl Möller Prize, the Bulgarian Hitar-Peter Medal and the Icelandic Heimaey Medal for his books. Other recipients of the Icelandic Heimaey Medal have been the Icelandic president, the Nobel Prize winner Halldor Laxness – and Bing Crosby! The Danish...

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Raymond Carver

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The American short story writer and poet Raymond Carver was born in Clatskanie, Oregon, on May 25, 1938, and lived in Port Angeles, Washington during his last ten, sober years until his death from cancer on August 2, 1988. He was a Guggenheim Fellow in 1979 and was twice awarded grants from the National Endowment for the Arts. In 1983 Carver received the prestigious Mildred and Harold Strauss Living Award which gave him $35,000 per year tax free and required that he give up any employment other than writing, and in 1985 Poetry magazine\'s Levinson Prize. In 1988 he was elected to the American Academy and Institute of Arts and Letters and was awarded an honorary Doctorate of Letters from the University of Hartford. He received a Brandeis Citation for fiction in 1988. His work has been translated into more than twenty languages. At least that\'s the basic biography. Of course there\'s no room in it for the nature of the hardship he and his family went through during most of those fifty...

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Carmen Harra

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Carmen Harra in her own words: Even as a little girl growing up in Romania, I knew I was different. After a near-death experience at age five, I was able to see things others couldn\'t. Everyone who has had a near-death experience describes the sensation of \"going toward the light.” In this parallel world, extraordinary light energy surrounds you and you see an inexpressibly beautiful light. There is no negativity and no anger or sadness, only love. It is a perfect, glowing world, filled with dazzling insights and pure truth, the way our Creator meant it to be. I\'ve never forgotten the lessons this experience taught me. Why, I wondered, wasn\'t life on Earth like this? This parallel world, which I call the Invisible World, is just as real as the physical world here on Earth. It is even more real because the people there are souls unencumbered by ego, emotions, and attachment to material things. Without these negative distractions, souls exist harmoniously in love, joy, and peace. On...

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Fujiwara no Teika

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Fujiwara no Teika (1169-1241) Fiul lui Fujiwara no Skunzei, Teika a fost cel mai mare literat al vremii sale. Poet cu un florilegiu propriu, critic literar de mare prestigiu, prozator și autorul câtorva antologii celebre: -Shinkokinshu (Nouă culegere de poezii din trecut și de azi) întocmită în 1201-1206 împreună cu alții, la îndemnul fostului împărat Go-Toba, -Shinchokusenshu (Nouă culegere imperială), la cererea fostului împărat Go-Horikawa, terminată în 1234, pentru care a scris și o prefață japoneză; -Kindai Shuka (Cele mai bune poezii ale vremii noastre), o selecție de 83 tanka ș. a. A ocupat funcții înalte la curte făcând parte din juriul multor concursuri imperiale.

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G.K. Chesterton

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Gilbert Keith Chesterton was born in London, England on the 29th of May, 1874. Though he considered himself a mere \"rollicking journalist,\" he was actually a prolific and gifted writer in virtually every area of literature. A man of strong opinions and enormously talented at defending them, his exuberant personality nevertheless allowed him to maintain warm friendships with people-- such as George Bernard Shaw and H. G. Wells--with whom he vehemently disagreed. Chesterton had no difficulty standing up for what he believed. He was one of the few journalists to oppose the Boer War. His 1922 Eugenics and Other Evils attacked what was at that time the most progressive of all ideas, the idea that the human race could and should breed a superior version of itself. In the Nazi experience, history demonstrated the wisdom of his once \"reactionary\" views. His poetry runs the gamut from the comic The Logical Vegetarian to dark and serious ballads. During the dark days of 1940, when Britain...

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Leonard MLM

Leonard M

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poate nu mai pot sa-l readuc la fforma initialaPI

poate nu mai pot sa-l readuc la fforma initiala

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La arderea hanului Sf Gheorghe din Bucuresti Sfantu Gheorghe, acest han mare Era mai bine sa nu fi fost Decat s-aduca la fiecare Nadejdi desarte de adapost. Ce pote zidul! Ce pote omul! Dupa cuvantul proorocesc: Cand o cetate n-o pazi Domnul Desarta li-i truda cati o pazesc.

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Ghost

de Alin Niculae

\"...and my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor shall be lifted Nevermore.\" on a sweet scented summer day with the ashes falling from the sky the ashes he once loved for they...

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So long, goodbye

de Laurentiu

See, yesterday thought that you said Though time will pass you\'ll still be here, And now I\'m laying on the bed Without having you love, my dear. ............................................ Six...

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Cyber Lesson Learned

de Ohm

A letter is being written for you. 10/26 Written in draft form, why? Because I know not what else to do? It is as cold here, in draft, as it is in my heart. My body chilled, by your absence. My mind...

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The Afternoon of a Faun

de Stéphane Mallarmé

These nymphs I would perpetuate. So clear Their light carnation, that it floats in the air Heavy with tufted slumbers. Was it a dream I loved? My doubt, a heap of ancient night, is finishing In many...

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Postcard to The Past

de Ohm

The past... Wow, what can I say. All this soon will fade. All this will simply be fetilizer for the future. The past can\\\\\\\'t help but cry, and die... drowning in its own tears (and sometimes its...

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Silence

de oana stanescu

I seem to have forgotten that Tomorrow is just another yesterday And that my tears Have already dried out My cry Seems so useless Like begging mercy To a cruel tyrant Who will have his way Anyway And...

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A lover\'s complaint

de William Shakespeare

FROM off a hill whose concave womb re-worded A plaintful story from a sistering vale, My spirits to attend this double voice accorded, And down I laid to list the sad-tun\'d tale; Ere long espied a...

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Goblin Market

de Christina Rossetti

MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: \"Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, Lemons and oranges, Plump unpecked cherries- Melons and raspberries,...

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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...

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The Grey Monk

de William Blake

`I die, I die!\' the Mother said, `My children die for lack of bread. What more has the merciless tyrant said?\' The Monk sat down on the stony bed. The blood red ran from the Grey Monk\'s side, His...

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