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Every human being has hundreds of separate people living under his skin. The talent of a writer is his ability read more
Every human being has hundreds of separate people living under his skin. The talent of a writer is his ability to give them their separate names, identities, personalities and have them relate to other characters living with him.
I know there's a Derby out there with my name on it.
I know there's a Derby out there with my name on it.
In England, I'm a horror movie director. In Germany, I'm a filmmaker. In the US, I'm a bum.
In England, I'm a horror movie director. In Germany, I'm a filmmaker. In the US, I'm a bum.
File names are infinite in length where infinity is set to 255 characters.
File names are infinite in length where infinity is set to 255 characters.
Who hath not own'd, with rapture-smitten frame,
The power of grace, the magic of a name.
Who hath not own'd, with rapture-smitten frame,
The power of grace, the magic of a name.
"Whose name was writ in water!" What large laughter
Among the immortals when that word was brought!
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"Whose name was writ in water!" What large laughter
Among the immortals when that word was brought!
Then when his fiery spirit rose flaming after,
High toward the topmost heaven of heavens up-caught!
"All hail! our younger brother!" Shakespeare said,
And Dante nodded his imperial head.
A good name is rather to be chosen than great riches, and loving
favour rather than silver and gold.
A good name is rather to be chosen than great riches, and loving
favour rather than silver and gold.
"Brooks of Sheffield": "'Somebody's sharp.' 'Who is?'" asked the
gentleman, laughing. I looked up quickly, being curious to know. read more
"Brooks of Sheffield": "'Somebody's sharp.' 'Who is?'" asked the
gentleman, laughing. I looked up quickly, being curious to know.
"Only Brooks of Sheffield," said Mr. Murdstone. I was glad to
find it was only Brooks of Sheffield; for at first I really
thought that it was I.
Oh! no! we never mention her,
Her name is never heard;
My lips are now forbid to read more
Oh! no! we never mention her,
Her name is never heard;
My lips are now forbid to speak
That once familiar word.
- Thomas Haynes Bayly,
