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Duma Virgil-Florin

Born in Arad. Graduated (M.Sc.) 1991, Polytechnics Univ. of Timisoara (UPT), Fine Mechanics & Optics, first grade. Teaching & research assistant, same Univ., since graduating. Ph.D., 2001, "cum laude", UPT; Habilitation, 2013, Polytehnics Univ. of Bucharest. After 10 years at UPT (Lecturer since 1997), since 2001, Assoc. Prof., and from 2006, Prof. at the Aurel Vlaicu Univ. of Arad. Sept. 2009-June 2010, Fulbright Senior Research Fellow, The Institute of Optics, Univ. of Rochester, USA. Visiting Scientist at Univ. of Rochester and at Univ. of Kent, UK. Adjunct Professor at at West Univ. of Timisoara and at UPT (at the latter, Ph.D. advisor). Married since 1999, two children. Publications: 17 books and book chapters, some 170 scientific papers and communications, 3 patents (pending). 2 poetry books published: "Copybook for Reading" (in Romanian: "Caiet pentru citire"), 2001, under the pen-name Mihai Sen, with drawings by Camelia Radu (Ploiesti); "Castles" (in Romanian: "Castele"), 2002...

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Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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Samuel Taylor "Estese" Coleridge (1772-1834) Samuel Taylor Coleridge was born in Ottery St. Mary on 21 October 1772, youngest of the ten children of John Coleridge, a minister, and Ann Bowden Coleridge. He was often bullied as a child by Frank, the next youngest, and his mother was apparently a bit distant, so it was no surprise when Col1 ran away at age seven. He was found early the next morning by a neighbor, but the events of his night outdoors frequently showed up in imagery in his poems (and his nightmares) as well as the notebooks he kept for most of his adult life. John Coleridge died in 1781, and Col was sent away to a London charity school for children of the clergy. He stayed with his maternal uncle2. Col was really quite a prodigy; he devoured books and eventually earned first place in his class. His brother Luke died in 1790 and his only sister Ann in 1791, inspiring Col to write "Monody," one of his first poems, in which he likens himself to Thomas Chatterton3. Col was...

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Solovastru Andrei

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tonya

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Daniela Mihalciac

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"Be the change you wish to see in the world" Mahatama Gandhi

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Nightwish

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-'Those who hate me or envy me, I wish them only one thing;to carry for only one day, my life burden!" -"Viata nu se masoara in momentele care iti fac inima sa bata cu putere, ci in momentele care iti taie rasuflarea!" -"Se intampla in viata sa iubesti dar sa fii ranit ... iti iei viata de la capat, vrei sa uiti tot, dar amintirile sunt mereu in inima ta amintindu-ti ca iubirea este cel mai frumos lucru care te poate condamna la suferinta"

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Denia

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How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd;

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John Willy Kopperud

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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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Theodora Udrea

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de Octav Chivulescu

ISBN 973-0-03999-2 Noita R. Ipsni WAY OF THE SOULS * OURSELVES CIVILIZATION OF THE INS SOURCE OF LIGHT ARCHAEOLOGY OF THE FUTURE COLLECTION OF THOUGHTS CHAPTER 666 TRACES IN THE SAND Computer...

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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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