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Isaac Asimov

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Biographical (non-literary) How do you pronounce \"Isaac Asimov\"? \"EYE\'zik AA\'zi-mov\". The name is spelled with an \"s\" and not a \"z\" because Asimov\'s father didn\'t understand the English alphabet clearly when the family moved to the U.S. in 1923. (In Russian, the spelling was the Cyrillic equivalent of Azimov, and in Yiddish, the Hebrew letters were aleph-zayin-yod-mem-aleph-vav-vav.) One way to remember this pronunciation is the pun from The Flying Sorcerers by Larry Niven and David Gerrold: \"As a color, shade of purple-grey\", or \"As a mauve\". Asimov wrote a poem (\"The Prime of Life\") in which he rhymes his surname with \"stars above\"; someone else suggested amending the poem to rhyme it with \"mazel tov\", which he thought an improvement. Asimov\'s own suggestion, however, as to how to remember his name was to say \"Has Him Off\" and leave out the H\'s. When did Asimov die? What was the cause of his death? Where is he buried? Asimov died on April 6, 1992 of heart...

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Pop Denis RogerPR

Pop Denis Roger

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Nascut la 02.10.1988, in Arad, am crescut majoritatea vietii fara parinti desi erau langa mine in fiecare zi. Am stat 4 ani in casa de copii, si am inceput sa scriu poezii in anul 2000. Am continuat cu o serie de carti intitulate "Cand trecutul revine", insa am terminat doar primul volum. In momentul de fata, lucrez la alte 2: "A journey to remember" si "Inima si Suflet"....

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Radu Contes

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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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William Wymark Jacobs

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William Wymark Jacobs (8 September 1863 – 1 September 1943), was an English author of short stories and novels. He is now best remembered for his macabre tales "The Monkey's Paw" (published 1902 in the collection of short stories The Lady of the Barge) and "The Toll House" (published 1909 in the collection of short stories Sailors' Knots). However the majority of his output was humorous in tone. His favourite subjects were marine life: "men who go down to the sea in ships of moderate tonnage" said Punch, reviewing his first collection of stories, Many Cargoes, which achieved great popular success on its publication in 1896. Many Cargoes was followed by the novel The Skipper's Wooing in 1897, and another collection of short stories, Sea Urchins (1898) set the seal on his popularity. Among his other titles are Captains All, Sailors' Knots, and Night Watches. The title of the last reflects the popularity of perhaps his most enduring character: the night-watchman on the wharf in Wapping,...

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Edward Estlin CummingsEC

Edward Estlin Cummings

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Edward Estlin Cummings (October 14, 1894 – September 3, 1962), popularly known as E. E. Cummings, with the abbreviated form of his name often written by others in all lowercase letters as e. e. cummings, was an American poet, painter, essayist, author, and playwright. His body of work encompasses approximately 2,900 poems, an autobiographical novel, four plays and several essays, as well as numerous drawings and paintings. He is remembered as a preeminent voice of 20th century poetry, as well as one of the most popular. Cummings was born in Cambridge, Massachusetts, on October 14, 1894 to Edward and Rebecca Haswell Clarke Cummings. He was named after his father but his family called him by his middle name. Estlin's father was a professor of sociology and political science at Harvard University and later a Unitarian minister. Cummings described his father as a hero and a person who could accomplish anything that he wanted to. He was well skilled and was always working or repairing...

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alecu liviu

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Michael Jackson

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listen to my music, not what the tabloids say,...

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Mihai Ionescu

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welcome to the world of magic...

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Sylvia Plath

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Born to middle class parents in Jamaica Plain, Massachusetts, Sylvia Plath published her first poem when she was eight. Sensitive, intelligent, compelled toward perfection in everything she attempted, she was, on the surface, a model daughter, popular in school, earning straight A\'s, winning the best prizes. By the time she entered Smith College on a scholarship in 1950 she already had an impressive list of publications, and while at Smith she wrote over four hundred poems. Sylvia\'s surface perfection was however underlain by grave personal discontinuities, some of which doubtless had their origin in the death of her father (he was a college professor and an expert on bees) when she was eight. During the summer following her junior year at Smith, having returned from a stay in New York City where she had been a student ``guest editor\'\' at Mademoiselle Magazine, Sylvia nearly succeeded in killing herself by swallowing sleeping pills. She later described this experience in an...

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Neacsu Laura

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hmmm..to much to say...

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easy to remember

de marin badea

amintește-ți, dragostea miroase a salcâmi părăsiți de păsări, câtă rumoare îi străbate, câtă frică și câtă sfântă și mare deșertăciune a deșertăciunilor ascund pe interior, câtă sfântă și mare...

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Word\'s to remember

de Stratulat Claudiu

\" Te iubesc si simt ca si atunci cand gresesc nu o fac intentionat si nici pentru ca as fi copil (pentru ca uneori par copil,dar in inima mea nu mai sunt) ci doar din incapatinare si poate si...

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Word\'s To Remember 2

de Stratulat Claudiu

\" Mi-e dor de tine în fiecare clipa cand ma gandesc la tine ... problema e ca ma gandesc în fiecare clipa. \"

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\"A walk to remember..\"

de ciornei corina

Love is always patient and kind.It is never gelous..Love is never boustfull,no consided.It is never rude or selfish..It does not take offence and it is not resendfull..Love takes no pleasure in...

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a way to remember

de Ela Victoria Luca

descântă-mă în ambră timpul meu azi bate un ritm antagonic inima parcă ar fi amintirea unei stânci din mont saint-michel tu știi să rostești cuvinte alfa sau delta eu încerc să nu alunec mai departe...

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Dracula

de Bram Stoker

Chapter 5 - Letters, Etc. Letter from Miss Mina Murray to Miss Lucy Westenra. \"9 May. \"My dearest Lucy,- \"Forgive my long delay in writing, but I have been simply overwhelmed with work. The life...

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Duplicity

de Adela Manea

We all live few lifes; we are one, two or more persons at the same time; we love somebody, miss someone else, kiss other lips and give hopes to another one; we are so divided that we no longer have...

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Desert dream I

de Andreea Constantin

I Somewhere, there…can u see? The desert! Be careful! It stills your soul and your heart ... si nici macar nu-ti dai seama! … I need to remember! … Trebuie! ‘’Ja-la, ja-la…’’ … Am visat, iar, Morgana...

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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,...

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Intre frig si realitate

de Dragomir Rodica

Obișnuiam să mă citesc ușor, Să văd prin azi-ul tău mâinele nostru, Aveam un plan, Un vis, Sete uscată, Umedă, Și beam în taină Din ceea ce-mi povesteam La o șuetă cu cealaltă eu Că va urma. ,, I had...

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