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 the autistic would be attracted to some fascination, by minor details to others, likely lead to misunderstandings, cost him friendships: "When I look at the hour during a discussion that I appreciate," continues George, is frowned upon, so I look for the fun of a time lag as pleasantly ... "   |
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 An orange on the table Your dress on the carpet And you in my bed Sweet present of this Freshness of the night Warmth of my life. Jacques Prevert |
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 The theater would be written on it that mode of speech? are to believe the French dramatic tradition, from Corneille to Koltès the answer is yes. Yes on every key. Yes to all ages. Yes still often where, for many viewers and critics outside the verb point hello: theater is dialogue, with its discursive strategies, with her beautiful words, good words, deliciously savored.  But at some point in the history of French theater, a reversal took place, founder of our modern drama. If at first the raw material of drama was entirely in speech (even what it is, here and there, punctuated by silence), in a second time silence itself became as a frame in which words, rarer and less effective, are inserted, humbly. In Maeterlinck Racine, Diderot to Zola, through Marivaux, a theater history then written into the hollow where it marks envious of the great drama of our time. |
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 StoneA wonderful woman korrigan was about togive birth to a child. She sent for an old midwife of his knowledge to the next town.  After the birth of the child, and when the midwife was wrapped in the usual manner and was seated the corner of the fireplace for heat, the mother told him as soon as she could recover the speech: "Look here, sister, corner cabinet, and you'll find a round stone. Rub in the eyes of my Child. " " What does this mean? "wondered the midwife. " This stone would she then some wonderful property " and to make sure, after applying the Stone on the child's eyes, she rubbed his right eye. Stone gave the option to people she had touched eyes to see the leprechauns when they were invisible . At some time later, the midwife went a big fair which was held in a neighboring town. It was very surprised when she arrived to see his godmother, Women-korrigan, who browse the shops of the most richly adorned, and took, among the goods, those he liked the most, without the merchants they appeared to be surprised. the evening, went home, the midwife met way the woman korrigan, carrying a heavy basket filled with fabrics of greater wealth. "Ah Commère!" She said, approaching, "You made a tough hole today to stalls and shops of cloth and yet they have not cost you dearly! " "Oh, oh!" replied the woman korrigan. "You have to pay them, and what an eye you see me now?" "In the right eye," said the midwife. was he who had been in contact with the mysterious stone. Immediately the woman korrigan drove one of his fingers in the eye that had the unfortunate gossip appoint him, snatched from its orbit and said with a sneer worthy of the devil: "you will not see me now!" and now, the midwife was blind and never saw the goblins when they were invisible.  |
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 I always been intrigued by this painter! Italian painter born in Bologna March 17, 1935, he currently lives and works part of the year in Paris and the rest of the time between Monaco, Italy or the India. colors tart and forms identified by a black outline recalling the line of comics but also the church windows It saturates spaces and colored surfaces especially developed by the design.  here .. Freud (with his glasses and hat ..)  |
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transhumance  A shepherd was herding his sheep in a pasture away. driven by a young man in shirt Hugo Boss, YSL pants, Nike sneakers, etc.. The car stops and the young man addresses the shepherd: - If I guess how many sheep you have, you give me one? look at the sheep that graze and says: - Yes. the notebook and the mobile, enters a NASA site, scans the field using GPS, established a base of Data, 60 Excel tables filled with algorithms and exponential plus a 150-page report printed on its mini printer HIGH-TECH. He turns to the shepherd and says: - You have 1586 sheep here. you can have your sheep. in the trunk of the jeep. At that time, the shepherd asks: - If I guess your profession, you make me your sheep? because you took my dog! |
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  I saw the bars I got hit was pure spirit. I saw leeks I ate was nature. Not far! Always bars always leeks! Ah! if I could leave the leeks behind bars the key under the door and go somewhere else talk about something else! Jean Tardieu  |
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 The Dark Side of the Moon Green, sly, sharp, here's the moon caws. Its wings ether are ominous. sometimes .... the fairy tale or reliance ... |
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 "Left to my companions, I rested beside a clump of trees its darkness, light ice , formed the penumbra where I was sitting . " - Chateaubriand |
