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Marina Samoila

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prea batrana pentru a fi incepatoare, prea inocenta pentru a nu fi tanara // too old for being a beginner, too innocent for being really old // trop agee pour etre debutante, trop innocente pour ne pas etre jeune

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Brian Wilson AldissBA

Brian Wilson Aldiss

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Data nașterii 18 august 1925 - East Dereham, Norfolk, England Brian Wilson Aldiss, scriitor britanic, antologist si critic, si-a publicat prima carte, "The Brightfount Diaries", in 1955. In acelasi an a castigat primul premiu literar pentru nuvela "Not For an Age". Cel mai popular scriitor SF din Marea Britanie al sfarsitului secolului 20, este faimos pentru stilul lui, imagistica, surealism si o atitudine degajata fata de sex mai degraba decat pentru utilizarea stiintei. Primul roman "Non-Stop" (1958), este considerat un clasic al SF-ului. Aldiss a fost recunoscut in anii 60 ca unul dintre autorii SF ai “noului val”. Last Orders and Other Stories (1977) Pile (1979; Poem) New Arrivals, Old Encounters (1979) Moreau's Other Island (1980) The Squire Quartet Life In The West (1980) Forgotten Life (1988) Remembrance Day (1993) Somewhere East Of Life (1994) The Helliconia Trilogy Seasons in Flight (1984) Courageous New Planet (c. 1984) The Year before Yesterday (1987); A fix-up of Equator...

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Dashiell Hammett

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Samuel Dashiell Hammett; May 27, 1894 – January 10, 1961) was an American author of hard-boiled detective novels and short stories. Among the enduring characters he created are Sam Spade (The Maltese Falcon), Nick and Nora Charles (The Thin Man), the newspaper comic strip Secret Agent X-9 and the Continental Op (Red Harvest and The Dain Curse). In addition to the significant influence his novels and stories had on film, Hammett "is now widely regarded as one of the finest mystery writers of all time" and was called, in his obituary in The New York Times, "the dean of the... 'hard-boiled' school of detective fiction". Time magazine included Hammett's 1929 novel Red Harvest on a list of the 100 best English-language novels published between 1923 to 2005. Hammett was born on a farm called "Hopewell and Aim" off Great Mills Road, St. Mary's County, in southern Maryland, United States. His parents were Richard Thomas Hammett and Anne Bond Dashiell. (The Dashiells are an old Maryland...

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Emilian Isaila

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Lucrez ca jurnalist din anul 1991. Sunt licentiat în drept și am un master în comunicare. Sunt autorul cărților – “Maria, probabil un înger”, roman, Editura Niculescu, “Plaja nudiștilor”, proză scurtă (volum colectiv), Editura All și “Geneza, ediție specială”, poezie, Editura Cartea Românească. Am publicat proză scurtă în revistele Luceafărul, Art Panorama și Contemporanul. In prezent scriu pentru "Evenimentul zilei". Am publicat articole si reportaje in Cotidianul, Penthouse, Stiinta pentru toti, FHM, Dilema si Pro Sport Magazin.

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cavalerunegru

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old stuffs Contact: cavalerunegru@yahoo.com

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Jim Morrison

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too young too old too alive

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crina

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21 years old, major in Psychology

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doris

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A 24 years old woman of romanian background and cosmpolitan affinity.

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Bobby BigBB

Bobby Big

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My name is Bobby, I`m a man of 53 years old, heterosexual, Caucasian (white), Christian, I`m born in Romania - Brasov. at 10 March 1958, my zodiac sign is pisces, I live in ....my city... & I`m here only for you... my sweety... :) Bobby Big58.

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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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Old age

de Emil Iliescu

„My friends are gone, and my hair is grey” Leonard Cohen Suntem doi culbeci bătrâni, trăind în aceeași cochilie. Căsuțele pe care fiecare le-am purtat în spate fiecare s-au năruit când digul...

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In the Old Age of the Soul

de Ezra Pound

I do not choose to dream; there cometh on me Some strange old lust for deeds. As to the nerveless hand of some old warrior The sword-hilt or the war-worn wonted helmet Brings momentary life and...

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Doors Of The Temple

de Aldous Leonard Huxley

Many are the doors of the spirit that lead Into the inmost shrine: And I count the gates of the temple divine, Since the god of the place is God indeed. And these are the gates that God decreed...

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Flowers and Answers

de Coana Loenida

She sat in rapt contemplation of the tiny tender flower she was slowly, methodically destroying. She wondered at how this age-old childhood ritual had come to hold so much importance to her now. “He...

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Hearts a mess

de Miruna Gavriliu

I think I should get lost and hide in time, in a vast nook of shrouded obsolescence Perhaps I cannot grasp this nonsense feeling that pushes through like a fully loaded steamer when the siren is...

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Gerontion

de T.S. Eliot

Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after dinner sleep Dreaming of both. HERE I am, an old man in a dry month, Being read to by a boy, waiting for rain. I was neither at the hot gates Nor...

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Destinația finală (9)

de Helia Rimoga

CAPITOLUL 9 O VERSIUNE FEMININÃ A LUI OLD SHATTERHAND O suferință transformată în obișnuință nu e altceva decât o nouă stare de echilibru. Dacă în fazele ei acute, durerea te distrage de la orice...

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A lung-full

de Dragos

The drops of rain sparkle ruby and turn to blood falling down my chest, on my face, onto dirt. The same soul that once hated the eerie storm now drops down in the puddle of blood in ecstasy blending...

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Sonnet XVII

de William Shakespeare

Who will believe my verse in time to come, If it were fill\'d with your most high deserts? Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb Which hides your life and shows not half your parts. If I...

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The Passionate Pilgrim

de William Shakespeare

I. WHEN my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her, though I know she lies, That she might think me some untutor\'d youth, Unskilful in the world\'s false forgeries. Thus vainly...

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