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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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Oriah Mountain Dreamer

Oriah Mountain Dreamer is the author of the inspirational prose-poem and international best-selling books, The Invitation (now translated into over fifteen languages), The Dance and The Call: Discovering Why You Are Here . Her writing explores how to follow the thread of our deepest heart\'s longing into a life of meaning and purpose. Her latest book, What We Ache For: Creativity and the Unfolding of Your Soul, (Harper San Francisco, April 2005) offers reflections on and practical guidelines for finding and cultivating creative work that is not separated from your spirituality, your direct experience of that which is both what you are and larger than yourself, or your sexuality, the fire and sensuality of life lived in the physical world. Oriah has shared her insights and stories with audiences throughout the world at conferences and retreats and through radio and TV appearances (CBC, TVO, Oprah, NPR, PBS, Wisdom Network.) Blending ruthless honesty, humour, insight and compassion for...

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Carla Ionita

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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John Willy Kopperud

It\'s All Over Now, Baby Blue Bob Dylan You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last. But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. Yonder stands your orphan with his gun, Crying like a fire in the sun. Look out the saints are comin\' through And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. Take what you have gathered from coincidence. The empty-handed painter from your streets Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets. This sky, too, is folding under you And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home. All your reindeer armies, are all going home. The lover who just walked out your door Has taken all his blankets from the floor. The carpet, too, is moving under you And it\'s all over now, Baby Blue. Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you. Forget the dead you\'ve left, they will not follow you. The vagabond who\'s rapping at your door Is standing in the clothes that you...

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Adrian Batista

this is a test account, and a test bio. thanks for your understanding. Biografia are acum posibilitatea de a fi editata cu multe optiuni vizuale. Titlu titlu 2 un citat foarte interesant eun citat foarte intersa

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James JOYCE

James Joyce (1882-1941), Irish novelist, noted for his experimental use of language in such works as Ulysses (1922) and Finneganns Wake (1939). Joyce\'s technical innovations in the art of the novel include an extensive use of interior monologue; he used a complex network of symbolic parallels drawn from the mythology, history, and literature, and created a unique language of invented words, puns, and allusions. James Joyce was born in Dublin, on February 2, 1882, as the son of John Stanislaus Joyce, an impoverished gentleman, who had failed in a distillery business and tried all kinds of professions, including politics and tax collecting. Joyce\'s mother, Mary Jane Murray, was ten years younger than her husband. She was an accomplished pianist, whose life was dominated by the Roman Catholic Church. In spite of their poverty, the family struggled to maintain a solid middle-class facade. From the age of six Joyce, was educated by Jesuits at Clongowes Wood College, at Clane, and then at...

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Moarcăș Monica

Din tăcere, m-am născut (în 1988, Brașov), iar acum cuvântul îmi este prietenul cel mai drag, scut, dușman și mângâiere. 2002-2006: Colegiul Național ”Dr. Ioan Meșotă” Brașov 2006-prezent (adică 2012): Facultatea de Medicină Brașov viitor: ”Be the change you want to see in the world” (Gandhi)

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Carmen Fenesan

"Well. I'll tell you somethin' about your famous future. Every day I wake up, it's still the present. The same grimy, boring present. I don't think this future thing exists." (Titan AE)

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John James Osborne

English dramatist. He began his theatrical career as an actor and playwright in provincial English repertory theaters. Osborne\'s plays usually focus on an individual character and the sheer force of his language rather than on action. His first commercial success was Look Back in Anger (1956), concerning a restless and vociferous young man of the working class who is at war with himself and society; it became the seminal work for the so-called angry young men. His other plays depict the frustration of living without hope in a world filled with false values. Among Osborne\'s other plays are The Entertainer (1957), Luther (1961), Inadmissible Evidence (1964), A Patriot for Me (1965), The End of Me Old Cigar (1974), Watch It Come Down (1976), and Déjà vu (1991). He also wrote the screenplay for Tom Jones (1963).

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thank you for everything

de Macovei Costel

îți mulțumesc pentru că sunt în viață și pot să mă rog și mai ales îți mulțumesc în numele celor două mâini și două picioare care încă pot să se miște ajutându-mă să fac și bune dar și rele după cum...

Puncte Thank You

de Mitroi Aura

poate că Dumnezeu ne-adună lacrimile ca pe niște puncte Thank You din rețelele de telefonie mobilă pentru care putem oricând primi în schimb câteva clipe de fericire... nu-mi doresc acest lucru dar,...

for you...

de dana osiac

I’m searching you in every breath And still I have no wish of seeing you. You were the sun shining endless on my sky.. And yet I only wish for a dark night. I found the haven in hell\'s waters But...

Insomniac

de Razvan Dragoi

“…And thank God that I’m not aware and thank your God that I just don’t care oh and I guess that I just don’t know and I guess that I just don’t know.” (The Doors- Heroin) Ploua marunt si picaturile...

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TRUE ABOUT THIS

de Stalomir Corina

Wonderful memories of you Every day i close my eyes All my dreams come true Every time i think of you. Thank you for staying When you could have went away And thank you for loving me A little more...

Taxi scent- Victoria Station

de Motoc Lavinia

Ratacesc matasos in taxiuri pepit ( To the station, thank you, cu accent izbavit, e britanic!) pe genunchi tin trecutul in valiza de-o schioapa (dinozauri freamata intr-o lume de zahar pe unul il...

muză neglijentă

de Liviu Nanu

am o muză mult prea neglijentă apare doar în momente nepotrivite șleampătă, rujul și rimelul întinse pe obraz cu o sacoșă „thank you for shopping” în mînă din care scoate o sticlă de vin și o...

_vară cu minus_

de Adela Setti

_feșe smulse pământului înmuiate în miere leagă capul de inimă vindecă nebunia cad odată cu frunzele_ vom sări peste vară ca pe deasupra unui pârâu / unei prăpăstii să nu știe nimeni când ne vom fi...