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Robert SilverbergRS

Robert Silverberg

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Robert Silverberg (born January 15, 1935 in Brooklyn, NY) is a prolific author best known for writing science fiction, a multiple winner of both the Hugo and Nebula Awards. Silverberg, a voracious reader from childhood on, began submitting stories to the science fiction magazines in his early teenage years. He attended Columbia University, receiving an A.B. in English Literature in 1956, but he kept writing science fiction. His first published novel, a children's book called Revolt on Alpha C appeared in 1955, and in the following year, he won his first Hugo, as "best new writer." For the next four years, by his own count, he wrote a million words a year, for magazines and Ace Doubles. In 1959 the market for science fiction collapsed, and Silverberg turned his ability to write copiously to other fields, from carefully researched historical nonfiction to softcore porn for Nightstand Books. In the mid-1960s science fiction writers were starting to be more literarily ambitious, and...

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Dead on ArrivalDA

Dead on Arrival

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barbu roxana-mariaBR

barbu roxana-maria

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am vazut lumina zilei pe 21 iunie 1990,in orasul bacau,dar ,am avut norocul de a-mi petrece primii ani ai copilariei intr-o lume de vis,intr-un sat linistit,aflat pe malul stang al dunarii ,un sat cu oameni cuminti,si cu frica de Dumnezeu.am scris inca de mica,si aveam satisfactia de a-mi fi ascultate poeziile.dupa cum era obiceiul prin acele locuri,ieseam seara dupa o zi lunga si obositoare,cu totii ,la poarta.femeile,unele coseau,altele torceau lana sau impleteau,in timp ce barbatii curatau porumb sau alte mestesuguri ce le voi mentiona in alte imprejurari; eu,nefiind prea multi copii pe-acolo,aveam de fiecare data privilegiu de a fi in centrul atentii,si astfel imi erau ascultate poziile.dupa ce am mai crescut ,nu am mai avut la tara timp de scris,fiind programul mult prea incarcat,dimineata la trei plecam la camp,si ne intorceam o data cu soarele ce se lasa peste sat.dar asta nu m-a impiedicat sa adun impresii si sa memorez imagini de o tulburatoare frumusete si...

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Adrian GologanAG

Adrian Gologan

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born on the 5th of November in Otelu Rosu, Romania, emigrated since 1996 to Germany

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Miriam CihodariuMC

Miriam Cihodariu

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Born on December 11th 1985. First published during high school, since then having received multiple national awards for 2 volumes of poetry (published in 2003) and one published play (The fourth state of aggregation, 2004). Bachelor and Master's degree in Sociology/Anthropology. Currently working on a PhD in the same field. ------------------------------------------------------- Nascuta pe 11 decembrie 1985. Olimpica la matematica si fizica in clasele 4-9. Debuteaza cu poezie in revista "13 Plus" din Bacau in clasa a 10 a. Absolventa de Sociologie in cadrul Universitatii Bucuresti si de un master in cadrul aceleiasi institutii. In prezent doctorand in sociologie/antropologie. Publicatii: Volumele de versuri "Uite un suflet!" si "Antidotul" in 2003, o piesa de teatru in romana si in engleza, numita "A patra stare de agregare" publicata in ianuarie 2004, la editura Universitatii din Iasi. Premii nationale: - de poezie - "Tinere Condeie", "Dintre sute de catarge", "Junior", premiul...

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Elisabeta

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irrelevant on the daily basis

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nelu lasa

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later on

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Bruce Springsteen

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Born on 23 September 1949, Freehold, New Jersey, USA. As the world\'s greatest living rock \'n\' roll star, Bruce Springsteen has unconsciously proved former Rolling Stone critic Jon Landau totally correct. Landau appeared smug and brave when he made the arrogant statement in 1974, \"I saw rock \'n\' roll future, and its name is Bruce Springsteen\". Prior to that, Springsteen had paid his dues, playing in local bands around New Jersey, notably with the Castiles, Earth, Steel Mill and Dr Zoom And The Sonic Boom, before he settled as the Bruce Springsteen Band with David Sancious (keyboards), Gary Tallent (bass), Clarence Clemons (saxophone), Steven Van Zandt (guitar), Danny Federici (keyboards), and Vini Lopez (drums). Following an introduction to CBS Records A&R legend John Hammond, Springsteen was signed as a solo artist; the company sensed a future Bob Dylan. Springsteen ignored their plans and set about recording his debut with the band Greetings From Asbury Park N.J.. The album...

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Andreea NeacsuAN

Andreea Neacsu

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Born on 22.11.1985, somewhere in the Realm of Dreams. As in any other world, this one has forbidden doors. Doors that I always tried to open.

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Emily DickinsonED

Emily Dickinson

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Elizabeth Dickinson was born on December 10, 1830 in the quiet community of Amherst, Massachusetts, the second daughter of Edward and Emily Norcross Dickinson. Emily, Austin (her older brother) and her younger sister Lavinia were nurtured in a quiet, reserved family headed by their authoritative father Edward. Throughout Emily’s life, her mother was not "emotionally accessible," the absence of which might have caused some of Emily’s eccentricity. Being rooted in the puritanical Massachusetts of the 1800’s, the Dickinson children were raised in the Christian tradition, and they were expected to take up their father’s religious beliefs and values without argument. Later in life, Emily would come to challenge these conventional religious viewpoints of her father and the church, and the challenges she met with would later contribute to the strength of her poetry. The Dickinson family was prominent in Amherst. In fact, Emily’s grandfather, Samuel Fowler Dickinson, was one of the founders...

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On Truth and Lies in a Nonmoral Sense

de Friedrich Nietzsche

On Truth and Lies in a Nonmoral Sense (1873) By Friedrich Nietzsche Once upon a time, in some out of the way corner of that universe which is dispersed into numberless twinkling solar systems, there...

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On This Day I Complete My Thirty-Sixth Year

de George Gordon Noel Byron

Missolonghi, Jan. 22, 1824 \'Tis time this heart should be unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move: Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love! My days are in the yellow leaf; The...

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Alexandra Leaving

de Radu Tudor Ciornei

Suddenly the night has grown colder. The god of love preparing to depart. Alexandra hoisted on his shoulder, They slip between the sentries of the heart. Upheld by the simplicities of pleasure, They...

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PARADISE LOST -- Book XII

de John Milton

Book XII As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the world destroyed and world restored, If Adam aught perhaps might interpose; Then, with...

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The magic in our words

de Andrei Dumitrescu

The magic in our words sells us to our stories tonight, As the sharpest swords share destinies untold by the dripping blood, hanging by the edge of the dark blades deceiving timeless snakes Wild and...

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on the stairs of your house

de adriana

On the stairs of your house There’s a letter in my hand. Yours. I wrote it on the stairs of your house While waiting. Don’t you remember the day my heart went on a strike? That wet summer...

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on the radio

de Monica-Ioana Bălan

presimțeam venind din urmă un epilog neașteptat, zorit; văzusem demult în anii absoluți într-o oglindă albăstruie, de apă sfârșirea unui munte falnic și de atunci pândeam speriată scurgerile...

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On Looking Up by Chance at the Constellations

de Robert Frost

You\'ll wait a long, long time for anything much To happen in heaven beyond the floats of cloud And the Northern Lights that run like tingling nerves. The sun and moon get crossed, but they never...

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On the office

de Lory Cristea

- Natali dragă, fă tu cafeluța azi, că iar am uitat să cumpăr. Of! m-a ținut dulceața aia trează până la miezul nopții. Sandu dormea ca bou` și eu, dă-i și luptă pe lângă aragaz. - Am făcut-o deja,...

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On the line

de Camil Camil

Într-un spectacol la teatrul de păpuși am trăit pentru prima oară sentimentul că sunt manipulat și, ca un epileptic, am început să învârt mâinile-mi prin aer, desenând elipsoide făceam asta pentru că...

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