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WWW - World Wide Web.

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Adăugat de Micheleflowerbomb
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Howard Cosell: Cred că ar trebui să-i lăsăm pe cei doi să se bucure în linişte. Nu poţi şti ce aduce viitorul. Poate vor trăi fericiţi până la adânci bătrâneţi. Sau poate nu. Însă fiţi siguri că ABC "World Wide of Sports" e mereu în mijlocul evenimentelor. Acum, alături de Nancy şi Fielding Mellish şi de toţi cei care au făcut posibilă această transmisiune, Howard Cosell vă salută şi vă mulţumeşte pentru atenţie. O noapte liniştită vă doresc.

replică din filmul artistic Bananas, scenariu de Woody Allen (28 aprilie 1971)
Adăugat de Georgiana Mîndru, MTTLC
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The Secret World of Arrietty

Distribuţie: Amy Poehler, Will Arnett, Mirai Shida, Keiko Takeshita, Tatsuya Fujiwara, Carol Burnett, Olivia Colman, David Henrie, Luke Allen-Gale

trailer pentru Lumea secretă a lui Arrietty, regia Hiromasa Yonebayashi, scenariu, după Mary Norton (2010)
Adăugat de Camelia Barbu
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Don Dunphy: Bună ziua. "Wide World of Sports" se află în Republica San Marcos, de unde vă vom transmite în direct o asasinare. Vor să-l omoare pe preşedintele acestei ţări latino-americane minunate şi să instaureze o dictatură militară. Toată lumea este entuziasmată şi nerăbdătoare, aşa cum şi trebuie să fie. Vremea în această după-amiază e perfectă. Dacă nu aţi fost cu noi de la început, vă spunem că am fost martorii unor mişcări de stradă foarte pitoreşti, care a debutat cu bombardarea ambasadei americane – un ritual la fel de vechi ca oraşul însuşi.

replică din filmul artistic Bananas, scenariu de Woody Allen (28 aprilie 1971)
Adăugat de Georgiana Mîndru, MTTLC
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Great World of Sound

Distribuţie: John Baker, Frances Green, James Green, Libertad Green, Michael Harding

trailer pentru Lumea minunată a sunetului, regia Craig Zobel (2007)
Adăugat de Georgiana Mîndru
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Leave your world [Lasă-ţi lumea]

Leave behind your world of sorrow
Give yourself to me and glow,
If you were my love tomorrow
No one in the world would know.

Come with me, let's wander purely,
Feeling happy, feeling good,
Where at night awakens surely
The voice of the ancient wood.

Through the branches, stars are twinkling
And the narrow path is clear,
Even if our hearts were tinkling
No one in the world could hear.

And I see your hair is flying
And I'm feeling young and free,
If I hug you, don't start crying
No one in the world will see.

Hush! The horn is sounding clearly
We are listening on our knees,
While the moon is rising freely
From behind the tall beech trees.

The green forest is responding
The leaves tremble with much grace
And my spirit, soft, desponding,
Yearns after your pretty face.

You pretend to loath my passion
Now you want me, now you're shy,
Yet your eyes glow with compassion
My cute angel from the sky.

Watch the lake! The moon, delighted,
Glides above his wilderness,
By her light he is ignited
And he feels his loneliness.

The small ripples, gently rolling,
On his surface seem to creep,
But he hears the world's loud calling
And he cannot fall asleep.

He is filled with inspiration
Mirroring your lovely face,
You don't need his confirmation
That you're nice and full of grace.

The blue sky, always in action,
Covers all the hills and caves,
Showing us with satisfaction
Stars in heavens, stars in waves.

Lime-tree scent is very pleasant
The wind gently shakes a bough,
Only you and I are present
And we are so happy now!

The full moon in mist is shrouded
Yet she's shining from above
Seeing you, wholly surrounded
By my arms, sweet fair-haired love.

poezie de Mihai Eminescu, traducere de Octavian Cocoş
Adăugat de anonim
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Cei care salută "externalizarea" memoriei pe web au fost înşelaţi de o metaforă. Ei trec cu vederea natura fundamental organică a memoriei biologice.

Nicholas Carr în Superficialii. Efectele internetului asupra creierului uman, Căutare, amintire (2012)
Adăugat de Homo Novus
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Utilizând internetul, nu avem dreptul să uităm... că acţiunile noastre sunt acum inscripţionate în lumea WWW pentru totdeauna.

citat din Lionel Mallecourt
Adăugat de ana aradim
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Culmea turismului

Să te plimbi cu avionul prin World Trade Center.

culmi
Adăugat de Simona Enache
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Uneori, în Lumea WWW diferenţele sunt minuscule, ca atunci când, la aeroport, se greşeşte o singură literă pe eticheta prinsă de bagaje, iar acestea ajung în Hawaii în loc de Amsterdam.

Eugen Ovidiu Chirovici în Labyrinth.com
Adăugat de Simona Enache
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World Cup Russia

Fotbalul cu multe şcoli,
De surprize nu se lasă,
După nemţi şi spanioli,
Au plecat şi ruşii-acasă.

epigramă de Mihai Miro
Adăugat de Cornelia Georgescu
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Greenwood's story [Povestea codrului]

Greenwood is a king in glory
Thousands nations he can bear
And all thrive across the ages
Through his mercy, through his care.

Moon and Sun and Luminaries
Decorate his royal flag,
He's surrounded by fair ladies
And by courtiers, heirs of Stag.

Heralds are the speedy rabbits,
Who bring news and give details,
Nightingales are his orchestra
And the springs murmur old tales.

Above all the shaded flowers
Near the waters, all around,
Bees are wandering enchanted,
Ants are swarming on the ground...

Let's go to the greenwood, darling,
And be children, and make noise,
So that luck and love resemble
Two fragile and harmless toys.

And somehow it seems that nature
Has in mind for you a role,
For it wants to make you sweeter
Than the most delightful doll.

We shall go into the wide world,
Getting lost and feeling free,
We shall lie next to the cold spring
And beneath a linden tree.

Over us will fall its blossoms,
While we shall be fast asleep,
In our dreams we'll hear the trumpet
Sounding in the fold of sheep.

Closer... then, again still closer,
Tight will be our embrace...
Listen how it's asking guidance
From the king, with so much grace!

Over all the springs that ripple
Moon is shining through the leaves,
All around us gather slowly
Many royal relatives:

Foamy white fantastic horses,
Aurochs mighty and severe,
Stags with branched impressive antlers
And from mountains, nimble deer –

Our linden they are asking
About us, while gently stride,
Our host then is replying
Putting all his boughs aside:

– Look at them how they are dreaming
Of beech forests, how sublime!
Both of them, like in a story
Love each other all the time!

poezie de Mihai Eminescu, traducere de Octavian Cocoş
Adăugat de Octavian Cocoş
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Poate că nu ai ştiut niciodată, de fapt, cine eşti. Vrei să ştii?! Poţi suporta durerea celui mai anevoios drum din lume?! Nu este nevoie decât de un clic. Doar trăim - nu-i aşa? - în Lumea WWW.

Eugen Ovidiu Chirovici în Labyrinth.com
Adăugat de Simona Enache
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Meeting again [Revedere]

– Forest friendly and sincere,
How are you today, my dear,
For since I have seen you last
Lots of years have quickly passed
And since far away I've been
Half the world my eyes have seen.

– I do always what I know,
Hear the blizzard bringing woe,
Breaking branches in its race
Covering the waters' face
Snowing up the narrow way
Chasing all my birds away;

– And in summer, all the time,
Hear the doina, song sublime,
On the path where people mount
To fetch water from the fount,
Filling their jugs with care
Sing the women young and fair.

– Forest dear, with rivers clear
Time goes by and time comes near.
You are young, as people say,
But grow younger every day.

– What is time, despite its aches
Stars still sparkle in the lakes,
If the time is good around
The wind blows, the leaves will sound;
If the time is wild and free
Flows the Danube to the sea,
Only people change from birth,
Wandering upon the earth,
While we stay unmoved therein,
Peaceful as we've always been:
Rivers, oceans, sandy strands,
The world with its desert lands,
Moon and sun and other things,
And the forest with its springs.

poezie clasică de Mihai Eminescu, traducere de Octavian Cocoş
Adăugat de anonim
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Dexter: Ai un sentiment ciudat şi dezarmant atunci când priveşti o crimă în zorii zilei în Miami. Ai impresia că cele mai groteşti crime sunt puse în scenă, de parcă ai fi într-o secţiune nouă şi îndrăzneaţă din Disney World: Dahmerland!

replici din filmul serial Dexter
Adăugat de Stefania-Ana Chermăneanu
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Nu există fericire în afara moralităţii, there's no such thing on this planet, in the entire world... poate o formă de fericire, una falsă, să creadă alţii că cineva e fericit. Dacă eşti moral, dacă respecţi principiile etice, vei fi fericit, ceva vei simţi în suflet...

Michelle Rosenberg în Secretomanul Şarmant
Adăugat de Micheleflowerbomb
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Blue flower [Floare albastră]

Have you plunged again in spheres
And in clouds you wanna flee?
How I wish you stayed with me,
You're the soul of all my years.

To no end the sunny rivers
You are piling in your head
Distant plains of which we read
And the sea that's dark and quivers.

The old pyramids are charming
Point directly to the sky
You don't need to search so high
For your happiness, my darling!

This is what the girlie said
Gently playing with my hair
Oh! she said a truth so rare;
And I laughed and shook my head.

– Come, the woods are full of peace
And the springs flow down the vale
While the rock's about to fail
In the stately precipice.

In the glade, with our dreams
Near the lake, like a blue screen,
And beneath the reed so green
We shall lie on berry leaves.

There you'll tell me many stories
And a lot of lies I feel
I shall snatch a chamomile
Trying to dismiss my worries.

And the sun will be so violent
And I'll be so red and fair
I shall loose my golden hair
For a while to make you silent.

If you want to kiss my lips
No one in the world will know
Cause we're lying here below
And who cares you've touched my hips?

When we see while looking back
The big moon with all its charm
You will hold me by the arm
I will jump around your neck.

And beneath the trees like towers
To the village we shall go
Our kisses then will flow
As sweet as the hidden flowers.

And arriving at the gate
In the darkness we shall chatter
This is not something to matter
Who cares that my love is great?

One last kiss and left me sour
Didn't know what I was feeling
How insane and how appealling
Was my sweet and blue, blue flower!

* * *

Off you went and my eyes burned
And our love died in an hour
Blue, blue flower, blue, blue flower!...
There is sadness in the world!

poezie clasică de Mihai Eminescu, traducere de Octavian Cocoş
Adăugat de Octavian Cocoş
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What I truly wish you, sweet Romanian homeland [Ce-ţi doresc eu ţie, dulce Românie]

What I truly wish you, sweet Romanian homeland,
My beloved country, longing of my soul?
Nervous arms and weapons always close to your hand
And your past of glory guide your lofty goal!
May the wine in goblets boil and curb the crying
If your stately children hold this in esteem
For the rock is standing, but the wave is dying,
Sweet Romanian homeland, this is my big dream!

Yearning for harsh vengeance, black as grave and growing,
Blood of foes on your sword fuming in the air
And above the dragon, with the wind be flowing
Visions of the glory, triumph and bright glare,
Your tricolor banner tell the world entire
The Romanian people is like a swift stream
When a tiny sparkle ignites his pure fire,
Sweet Romanian homeland, this is my big dream!

The angel who always brings us peace and passion,
On the Vesta's altar resting dressed in white,
Who blinds Mars in glory, with his war obsession,
And who gives the whole world from his lamp bright light,
To your maiden bosom may he come, I'm praying,
Make you taste the heaven's happiness supreme,
Therefore, hug him gently, hear what he is saying,
Sweet Romanian homeland, this is my big dream!

What I truly wish you, sweet Romanian homeland,
Youthful bride and loving tenderhearted mom?
May your handsome children live and thrive in your hand
Like the stars of heavens, like the dawns that come,
Everlasting good life, happiness and glory,
Unforgiving weapons, kind Romanian soul,
Pride and dreams of courage, a successful story,
Sweet Romanian homeland, share with me this goal!

poezie de Mihai Eminescu, traducere de Octavian Cocoş
Adăugat de anonim
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Homo sapiens... connecting. Reinventăm roata, trăindu-ne vieţile ca pe un fast-food universal. Emoţia cu care trăiam clipa. o umplem acum cu mii de confeti închipuite, având cerul speranţelor plin de artificii de care nu suntem în stare să ne bucurăm. Ne adaptăm trăirile pline de E-urile conştiinţei universale, respirând în ritm de www... Timp în care, îmbataţi de false victorii personale, mimăm inconştienţi fericirea în faţa altor lunateci ca noi. Iar timpul "cheltuit" în van, devine încet factura amăgirilor ce ne virusează sufletele... uităm să ne mai pese chiar de noi înşine. de ce-am ajuns!

Sorin Şomandra
Adăugat de Sorin Şomandra
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Lucas: OK, sunt confuz. Vrei să-ţi păstrezi anonimatul, dar laşi lumea să te privească pe o cameră web.
Peyton: Lumea nu mă priveşte... Dar presupun că tu o faci.
Lucas: Bine, ideea e că... Vrei să te exprimi, dar nu vrei ca oamenii să ştie că tu eşti aia.
Peyton: Probabil că sunt doar o ghicitoare înfăşurată într-un mister ascuns într-o tipă nesuferită.
Lucas: Sau poate doar un artist torturat.
Peyton: Uite ce-i, nu am nevoie să mă protejezi pe mine sau arta mea. Nu am nevoie să-mi analizezi creaţiile sau să mă interpretezi. Şi, de fapt, sunt destul de sigură că nu am deloc nevoie de tine.
Lucas: Destul de sigură?

replici din filmul serial Ruleta destinului
Adăugat de Ionita Ioana
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In the shadow of Your wing

There's a place where safety resides,
Where I can hide from all my enemies,
There's a place where The Father gracefully provides,
Where I can hear Victor's melody.

There's a place where any scar is healed,
And all my tears are wiped away,
There's a place where my soul with peace is filled,
A place where I would always happily stay.

To that place, I often run,
I lay down my fears and woes,
I enjoy the rising sun,
And my new white as snow clothes.

In the shadow of Your wings,
The safest place I have known,
Beside the still waters and the cooling springs,
In the shadow of Your wings, never alone.

When the storms of life are coming,
When the winds so angry roar,
When I feel my world is crashing,
I dream of that Golden Shore.

poezie de Marius Alexandru (21 februarie 2021)
Adăugat de Marius Alexandru
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