"Words of hope" – 1097 rezultate
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Inspiration Inspiration Sit down she said, pen me a few lines, tell me of life, love, hopes and dreams. write to me of much happier times When love ruled your heart, and life it seemed Was full of possibilities, plans and endless schemes. I took up the challenge, and began to write, Of life, of love and hopes and dreams, Words flowed like rivers, as I wrote them down, Thinking all the while of the lady I'd found To inspire my thoughts, and urge me on, To make something beautiful, maybe a song. Into the small hours, I toiled away, writing down lines, throwing them away. 'Twas then that I realised, that the happier times That she spoke of and wanted, were not of that time. For the happier times were not from long ago, But were here with me now, and now I know, That 'twas the love for this lady, that made my words flow, And to write something beautiful, for her, her alone. I wrote of life, and my living with her, Of love, her in my arms forever more, Of hopes, a future for us so bright,...
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DBDaniela Maria Benea
I was born in Cluj-Napoca on the 11th of September 1970. I have learned to read, write and love over there. In 1991 I moved to Brisbane, Australia. I hold a bachelor degree in International Business. Later on I followed a couple of courses in Psychology. I mainly write in Romanian, that's what makes me feel closer to the places I left. However I do write in English, sometimes it feels like the words find me better this way, or maybe it's the other way around. I read many English books, biographies, poetry, etc.
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Fred Moramarco
Dr. Moramarco is a Professor of English at San Diego State and the Editor of Poetry International, an annual journal of new poetry published there. He is the co-author of Containing Multitudes: Poetry in the United States Since 1950 and Modern American Poetry, and co-editor of Men of Our Time: Male Poetry in Contemporary America. ,,I\'ve devoted a lot of my life to poetry. Reading it, writing it, writing about it. In her wonderful novel, \"Dinner at the Homesick Restaurant,\" Anne Tyler writes, \"There ought to be a whole separate language for truth.\" I think there is such a language--the language of poetry. Poems create the miracle of connecting our inner lives. We live in a world where the language of advertising, commerce, and politics are so filled with falseness, deception, and manipulation, that we have an absolute longing to hear words spoken from the heart, with clarity, precision, and authenticity.``
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Frank Patrick Herbert, Jr.
New World of No World 1952 - Survival of the Atom 1955 - The Dragon in the Sea 1960 - The God Makers 1965 - Dune 1966 - Green Brain 1966 - Destination: Void 1966 - The Eyes of Heisenberg 1969 - Dune Messiah 1968 - The Heaven Makers 1968 - The Santoraga Barrier 1970 - Whipping Star 1973 - Threshold: The Blue Angels Experience Computers 1980 - Without Me You\'re Nothing: The Essential Guide to Home 1973 - Hellstrom\'s Hive 1976 - Children of Dune 1977 - The Dosadi Experiment 1979 - The Jesus Incident (w/ Bill Ransom) 1980 - The Priest of Psi 1981 - God Emperor of Dune 1982 - The White Plague 1983 - The Lazarus Effect (w/ Bill Ransom) 1984 - Heretics of Dune 1985 - Chapterhouse: Dune 1985 - Eye 1986 - Man of Two Worlds 1988 - The Ascension Factor (w/ Bill Ransom)
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WAWerner Aspenstrom
Karl Werner Aspenström (13 November 1918 – 25 January 1997) was a Swedish poet. Born at Norrbärke, he was a member of the Swedish Academy, where he held Seat 12 from 1981 to 1997. Aspenström claimed that his motivation for writing was "writing for his cat", but apparently hinted that he meant someone else with that. In 1989, together with Lars Gyllensten and Kerstin Ekman, he resigned from the Swedish Academy because of the academy’s response to the Salman Rushdie controversy, which was perceived as weak. He however claimed that this was not the sole reason for his resignation, but rather one amongst several other. He was a friend of Stig Dagerman. Works Förberedelse (1943) Oändligt är vårt äventyr (1945) Snölegend (1949) Varelser (1989) Öva Sitt Eget (2004) (posthumous, co-written with Signe Lund-Aspenström)
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John Keats
John Keats John Keats (October 31, 1795 – February 23, 1821) was one of the principal poets of the English Romantic movement. During his short life, his work received constant critical attacks from the periodicals of the day, though politics, rather than aesthetics, often dictated those opinions. By the mid-nineteenth century, however, audiences began to appreciate more fully the significance of the cultural change his work both presaged and helped to form. Elaborate word choice and sensual imagery characterize Keats' poetry. He often felt himself working in the shadow of past poets, particularly Milton and Spenser, and only towards the end of his life produced his most original and most memorable poems, including a series of odes that remain among the most popular poems in English. Oscar Wilde, the aestheticist non pareil was to later write: "[...] who but the supreme and perfect artist could have got from a mere colour a motive so full of marvel: and now I am half enamoured of the...
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Rachel Carlson
Carson, Rachel Louise (1907-1964) Biologist, Writer: Born on May 27, 1907 in western Pennsylvania, Carson became interested in wildlife as a child. An avid reader and eager writer, she wrote poetry while studying zoology at the Pennsylvania College for Women and Johns Hopkins. During the summers, she studied at the Woods Hole Marine Biological laboratory, and went on to teach at Johns Hopkins and the University of Maryland. In 1935, Carson\'s father died, and she began working as an aquatic biologist for the U.S. Bureau of Fisheries, later called the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service. Meanwhile, she wrote scripts called \"Seven Minute Fish Tales\" for a radio series. In 1961, Carson published The Sea Around Us, for which she won the National Book Award. In addition, a documentary made from the book won an Academy Award. As a result of the commercial success of her book, she was able to quit her job at the Bureau of Fisheries and return a Guggenheim Fellowship to the foundation. Her best...
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JBJean de La Bruyère
He was born in Paris, not, as was once thought, at Dourdan (in today's Essonne département) in 1645. His family was middle class, and his reference to a certain Geoffroy de La Bruyère, a crusader, is only a satirical illustration of a method of self-ennoblement common in France as in some other countries. Indeed he himself always signed the name Delabruyère in one word, as evidence of this. He could trace his family back at least as far as his great-grandfather, who had been a strong Leaguer. La Bruyère's own father was controller general of finance to the Hôtel de Ville. The son was educated by the Oratorians and at the University of Orléans; he was called to the bar, and in 1673 bought a post in the revenue department at Caen, which gave him status and an income. His predecessor in the post was a relation of Jacques Benigne Bossuet, and it is thought that the transaction was the cause of La Bruyère's introduction to the great orator Bossuet, who from the date of his own...
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BVBenjamin Vautrier
Născut la Napoli, în 1935. Artist elvețian de inspirație dadistă. Creează tablouri, sculpturi, obiecte ready made, certificate, afișe dar și poezii. Toată creația sa reprezintă o provocare la adresa creației artistice dar și o modalitate de a-și apropia arta prin aceste gesturi. *** Ben Vautier (born on July 18, 1935 in Naples, Italy), also known simply as Ben, is a French artist. He lives and works in Nice, where he ran a record shop when he was young. He discovered Yves Klein and the Nouveau Réalisme in the 1950s, but he became quickly interested in the French dada artist Marcel Duchamp, the music of John Cage and joined the Fluxus artistic movement in the 1960s. He is also active in Mail-Art and is mostly known for his text-based paintings; an example of the latter is his work "L'art est inutile. Rentrez chez vous" (Art is Useless, Go Home). He has long defended the rights of minorities in all countries, and he has been influenced by the theories of François Fontan about ethnism....
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DBdorin bregu
... As in the words of the great De la Soul..... Me, Myself & I... Add me on Facebook /portaeporta/ if you wanna holla at me directly. Stay blessed.
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Dreaming reality
de Marlena Culi
My mind plays tricks on you Simplicity in words Free the mind where butterflies The sweet smell of ignorance lies. Words of wisdom Bring no meaning The truth of whom, Who ever grieves by crying?...
Silence
de oana stanescu
I seem to have forgotten that Tomorrow is just another yesterday And that my tears Have already dried out My cry Seems so useless Like begging mercy To a cruel tyrant Who will have his way Anyway And...
Ash Wednesday
de T.S. Eliot
I Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to turn Desiring this man\'s gift and that man\'s scope I no longer strive to strive towards such things (Why should...
Hamlet
de William Shakespeare
HAMLET DRAMATIS PERSONAE (PAGINA 5) ACT III SCENE I A room in the castle. [Enter KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, POLONIUS, OPHELIA, ROSENCRANTZ, and GUILDENSTERN] KING CLAUDIUS And can you, by no...
PARADISE LOST -- Book II
de John Milton
Book II High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Satan exalted...
it\'s only words
de oana stanescu
I wish I could give up I wish I could go on..being the same I wish I could find myself I wish I could find something.. I know the shield is gone I know there never was one.. I think I’m gone I’ll be...
The Use and Abuse of History
de Friedrich Nietzsche
The Use and Abuse of History (1878) By Friedrich Nietzsche Forward \"Incidentally, I despise everything which merely instructs me without increasing or immediately enlivening my activity.\" These are...
Sonnet XXVI
de William Shakespeare
Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage Thy merit hath my duty strongly knit, To thee I send this written embassage, To witness duty, not to show my wit: Duty so great, which wit so poor as mine May...
The Pauper Poet
de Ohm
the Pauper Poet, afraid not of the darkness, but the light that surrounds it. perished, prosperity and the wanting for words. talent terminated, depth destroyed, all cadences fail me now. shaken by...
A Better Resurrection
de Christina Rossetti
I have no wit, no words, no tears; My heart within me like a stone Is numbed too much for hopes or fears. Look right, look left, I dwell alone; I lift mine eyes, but dimmed with grief No everlasting...