April 2012
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Apr 20th
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Apr 15th
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Apr 15th
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Apr 15th
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Apr 9th
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Apr 9th
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Apr 9th
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Apr 5th
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Apr 3rd
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jippe: Small, busy flames play through the fresh laid coals And their faint cracklings o’er our silence creep Like whispers of the household gods that keep A gentle empire o’er fraternal souls. And while, for rhymes, I search around the poles, Your eyes are fix’d, as in poetic sleep. Upon the lore so voluble and deep, That aye at fall of night our care condoles. This is your birth-day Tom, and I...
Apr 3rd
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Apr 3rd
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Apr 3rd
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ListenMartin Léon - La Chrysalide (Monsieur Lazhar OST)
Apr 3rd
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Apr 3rd
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Apr 3rd
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March 2012
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nalune asked: Hallo. Happy Birthday, Isabel!
Mar 25th
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Mar 23rd
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Mar 23rd
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Mar 23rd
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Mar 19th
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zienhorendenken: Ze voelde het voorjaar overal om zich heen, zelfs binnen in haar, en ze stootte een lange,  doordringende vreugdekreet uit.  Toen zei ze tegen Birk: “Zo moest ik de lente verwelkomen, anders zou ik uit elkaar gebarsten zijn.  Hoor eens! Hoor je de lente?” Ze stonden een tijdje zwijgend naast elkaar te luisteren naar het gekwetter, het gesuis, gezoem, gezang en gemurmel in het...
Mar 18th
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Mar 15th
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Mar 12th
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“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold:...”
– Charles Dickens, Great Expectations.
Mar 12th
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Mar 12th
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Mar 9th
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Mar 9th
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Mar 9th
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Mar 9th
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Mar 9th
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Mar 7th
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Mar 7th
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“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars”
– Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere’s Fan
Mar 7th
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Mar 4th
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Mar 4th
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Mar 4th
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Mar 4th
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Mar 4th
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February 2012
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Feb 19th
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Feb 19th
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There was a young man that said: “Damn! I suddenly see what I am, A creature that moves In predestined grooves, In fact not a bus but a tram.” One of T.S. Eliot’s favourite limericks
Feb 19th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 16th
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Feb 16th
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Listenhoppa-i-polla: I Concentrate On You - Fred...
Feb 16th
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Feb 16th
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Feb 10th
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