"nothing's gonna change my world" – 516 rezultate
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MBMaria Bungău
Nsscuta pe 6 martie 1987. In prezent studenta in anul I la Facultatea de Litere din Brasov. Si cum zice Fernando Pessoa "If, after I die, they should want to write my biography, There's nothing simpler. I've just two dates - of my birth, and of my death. In between the one thing and the other all the days are mine. "
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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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JKJohn Keats
John Keats was born on 31 October 1795 (probably), first child of Thomas Keats and Frances Jennings Keats, who had apparently eloped1. Everything was pretty ordinary for all concerned for a while--the Keatses had three more sons (George and Thomas, plus Edward who died as a baby) and one daughter, Frances, by 1803. That was also the year when John went away to school at Enfield. In 1804, John\'s father was killed in a fall from a horse. Just over two months later, for mysterious reasons, Frances remarried, to a London bank clerk named William Rawlings. Frances quickly decided she\'d made some sort of terrible error and left, taking nothing with her since the laws of the time decreed that all her property and even her children belonged to her husband. Frances\' mother, Alice, swept in and took custody of the children, but she could do nothing about the Swan and Hoop, which Rawlings sold immediately before disappearing. It was around this time that John became prone to fistfights, which...
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Dan Moldoveanu
'Somebody at one of these places ... asked me: "What do you do? How do you write, create?" You don't, I told them. You don't try. That's very important: not to try, either for Cadillacs, creation or immortality. You wait, and if nothing happens, you wait some more. It's like a bug high on the wall. You wait for it to come to you. When it gets close enough you reach out, slap out and kill it. Or if you like its looks you make a pet out of it.' - Charles Bukowski
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Iulia Constantinescu
nothing that could interest you...
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Emanuel
nothing
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NINot important
Nothing important.
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Andreea Bustea
Nothing looks like it seems.
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DDdiaconescu diana
"Though nothing can bring back the hour,of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower, we will grieve not, but rather find strength in what remains behind." william wordsworth
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GPGrumezescu Petronela
Words mean nothing.....
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nothing's gonna change my world
de Neagu Raluca
lasă-mă te rog lasă-mă să prind firul putred al vieții chiar dacă o să îmi cadă toți norii în creștet demult nu-mi mai pasă de ploaia oamenilor mama sunt dezgolită în fața lor sunt la fel ca ei...
IReverSYBIL
de dorinMOLDOVEANU
FADE IN: INT. EMPTY ROOM: Nothing happens for about 10 minutes. INT. SAME ROOM, BUT NOW IS DECORATED WITH OLD NAKED MALES ON BEDS: UGLY OLD MALE: I always thought of my mum as a good woman. VERY UGLY...
Ancore
de Laura Dragomir
s-au ancorat de mine luminile din tura de noapte iubirile prea frumoase ale celor veniti de la mare nascute intr-o vama prea veche pe care n-o voi putea salva niciodata reclamele in culori inca...
Heart of glass
de Miruna Gavriliu
What am I to you? - A black-and-white pokemon pinned on a canvas, a fluffy explorer roaming the interstellar space, a drop-dead hag, but not yet in her bloom Yet no harm’s done And nothing’s coming...
Selected strophes from Les Chants de Maldoror Translated by Dan Clore
de Comte de Lautreamont
Canto I: 6 You should let your fingernails grow for fifteen days. Oh! -- How sweet it is to brutally tear a youth with a hairless upper lip from his bed and, eyes wide open, pretend that you\'ll...
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...
November
de Ovidiu Tarau
It\'s raining in the streets...and in my head, And nobody could stop the falling rain... I can\'t fight anymore with all this pain... I cannot even think - my thoughts are dead - But where in this...
The death of the nature
de Vlad Adrian
All the lives are on the ground And I scatter them around All the trees are empty now I don't know why, I don't know how Everything has died today There's nothing I can do, there's nothing I can say...
to hell and back
de oana stanescu
Sometimes I feel like I’m falling appart Sometimes I’m just dying without any questions..or thoughts..or reasons.. Sometimes my head is so heavy almost like a burden how can I get rid of that single...
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...