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Thomas BernhardTB

Thomas Bernhard

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Thomas Bernhard a fost un dramaturg și romancier de origine austriacă. Născut: 9 februarie 1931, Heerlen, Țările de Jos Decedat: 12 februarie 1989, Gmunden, Austria Studii: Universität Mozarteum Salzburg Frost (1963) Gargoyles (1967) Winston (1970) The Lime Works (1970) Correction (1975) Yes (1978) The Cheap-Eaters (1980) Concrete (1982) The Loser (1983) Woodcutters (1984) Old Masters: A Comedy (1985) Extinction (1986) On The Mountain (1959, published 1989)

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Armando Uribe ArceAA

Armando Uribe Arce

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Armando Uribe Arce nació el 28 de octubre de 1933 en Santiago de Chile. Cursó sus estudios primarios y secundarios en el Colegio Saint George. Posteriormente estudió en la Facultad de Derecho de la Universidad de Chile, recibiendo su título de abogado en 1959. Se desempeñó como profesor de derecho minero en su Facultad, por más de 30 años. En 1957 contrajo matrimonio con Cecilia Echeverría Eguiguren. Uribe ha ejercido diversas cátedras de derecho en la Universidad de Chile, Universidad Católica de Chile, Universidad Estatal de Míchigan, Università degli Studi di Sassari, en Italia y París I Panthéon-Sorbonne en Francia. Ha publicado numerosas obras de política, ficción, religión, Derecho Penal y de Minería, y es miembro de número de la Academia Chilena de la Lengua y Académico Correspondiente de la Real Academia Española. Uribe, considerado como miembro de la Generación del '50, publicó en 1954 su primer libro: El transeúnte pálido (un año después de aparecer en la antología El joven...

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South Park, serialul care a schimbat lumea

de Fluerașu Petre

”- I believe that if we are to form a new country, we can not be a country that appears war hungry and violent to the rest of the world. However, we also can not be a country that appears weak and...

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letter-thaughts

de petrut marinescu

I was thinking about you last night.About what we\'re talking,about whatwe\'re dreaming,about how our lives are.Some of my thaughts are the same as yours and that makes me feel close to you.Some of...

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The Witch of Coos

de Robert Frost

I staid the night for shelter at a farm Behind the mountains, with a mother and son, Two old-believers. They did all the talking. MOTHER Folks think a witch who has familiar spirits She could call up...

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Teachers

de Leonard Cohen

I met a woman long ago her hair the black that black can go, Are you a teacher of the heart? Soft she answered no. I met a girl across the sea, her hair the gold that gold can be, Are you a teacher...

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Dialogue Between a Priest and a Dying Man (1782)

de Donatien Alphonse François, marquis de Sade

PRIEST - Come to this the fatal hour when at last from the eyes of deluded man the scales must fall away, and be shown the cruel picture of his errors and his vices - say, my son, do you not repent...

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Dracula

de Bram Stoker

Chapter 16 - Dr. Seward\'s Diary It was just a quarter before twelve o\'clock when we got into the churchyard over the low wall. The night was dark, with occasional gleams of moonlight between the...

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An everlasting love

de Filip Ruxandra

It was the middle of the night when he first saw me. I was no bigger then 5 centimeters and I was looking into the mirror, dressed in my new little white dress. I didn’t realize till late that I was...

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Interview with Enrique Iglesias

de A.M. Rika

Enrique Iglesias reaches for the stars with his feet on the ground Enrique Iglesias is the boy next door, someone who grew up doing things quietly, but effectively. Dreaming of becoming a pop star...

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Dracula

de Bram Stoker

Chapter 13 - Dr. Seward\'s Diary The funeral was arranged for the next succeeding day, so that Lucy and her mother might be buried together. I attended to all the ghastly formalities, and the urbane...

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Cyber Lesson Learned

de Ohm

A letter is being written for you. 10/26 Written in draft form, why? Because I know not what else to do? It is as cold here, in draft, as it is in my heart. My body chilled, by your absence. My mind...

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The Code

de Robert Frost

There were three in the meadow by the brook Gathering up windrows, piling cocks of hay, With an eye always lifted toward the west Where an irregular sun-bordered cloud Darkly advanced with a...

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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...

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the end

de Jim Morrison

This is the end, beautiful friend This is the end, my only friend The end of our elaborate plans The end of ev\'rything that stands The end No safety or surprise The end I\'ll never look into your...

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The End

de Jim Morrison

This is the end Beautiful friend This is the end My only friend, the end Of our elaborate plans, the end Of everything that stands, the end No safety or surprise, the end I\'ll never look into your...

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The Self-Seeker

de Robert Frost

Willis, I didn\'t want you here to-day: The lawyer\'s coming for the company. I\'m going to sell my soul, or, rather, feet. Five hundred dollars for the pair, you know.\" \"With you the feet have...

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Famous blue raincoat

de Leonard Cohen

It\'s four in the morning, the end of December I\'m writing you now just to see if you\'re better New York is cold, but I like where I\'m living There\'s music on Clinton Street all through the...

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Putting in the Seed

de Robert Frost

You come to fetch me from my work tonight When supper\'s on the table, and we\'ll see If I can leave off burying the white Soft petals fallen from the apple tree (Soft petals, yes, but not so barren...

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Putting in the Seed

de Robert Frost

You come to fetch me from my work tonight When supper\'s on the table, and we\'ll see If I can leave off burying the white Soft petals fallen from the apple tree (Soft petals, yes, but not so barren...

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