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omni
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response 88 of 278:
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Apr 29 07:20 UTC 1999 |
Swift?
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remmers
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response 89 of 278:
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Apr 29 12:49 UTC 1999 |
Swift was more than a bit earlier than Stevenson.
Hm, no clue at this point. I could try guessing a few authors who wrote
about the sea but will wait until I have more to go on.
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anderyn
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response 90 of 278:
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Apr 29 13:31 UTC 1999 |
Not Swift, no.
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md
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response 91 of 278:
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Apr 29 14:20 UTC 1999 |
Jack London?
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mcnally
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response 92 of 278:
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Apr 29 16:10 UTC 1999 |
Now there's a likely contender..
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davel
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response 93 of 278:
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Apr 29 17:35 UTC 1999 |
Kipling?
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gjharb
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response 94 of 278:
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Apr 29 18:07 UTC 1999 |
Melville?
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anderyn
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response 95 of 278:
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Apr 29 20:43 UTC 1999 |
Jack London is it. The story is called "The Heathen" and it's not
one of his typical ones, but I have always liked it.
MD, your turn!
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md
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response 96 of 278:
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Apr 30 01:32 UTC 1999 |
Okay, here's my mystery quote:
In the inside there is sleeping, in the outside
there is reddening, in the morning there is
meaning, in the evening there is feeling. In
the evening there is feeling. In feeling
anything is resting, in feeling anything is
mounting, in feeling there is resignation, in
feeling there is recognition, in feeling there
is recurrence and entirely mistaken there is
pinching. All the standards have steamers and
all the curtains have bed linen and all the
yellow has discrimination and all the circle
has circling. This makes sand.
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omni
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response 97 of 278:
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Apr 30 06:16 UTC 1999 |
George Orwell
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md
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response 98 of 278:
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Apr 30 10:33 UTC 1999 |
Not Orwell.
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remmers
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response 99 of 278:
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Apr 30 11:18 UTC 1999 |
Dr Seuss.
Oops, almost forgot: :)
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md
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response 100 of 278:
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Apr 30 12:06 UTC 1999 |
Not Dr Seuss.
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mary
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response 101 of 278:
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Apr 30 12:15 UTC 1999 |
(Cool quote.)
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jazz
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response 102 of 278:
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Apr 30 12:27 UTC 1999 |
Tom Waits?
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md
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response 103 of 278:
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Apr 30 12:53 UTC 1999 |
Not Tom Waits. Here's another quote, same
author, same work:
There is coagulation in cold and there
is none in prudence. Something is preserved
and the evening is long and the colder spring
has sudden shadows in a sun. All the stain is
tender and lilacs really lilacs are disturbed.
Why is the perfect reestablishment practiced
and prized, why is it composed. The result the
pure result is juice and size and baking and
exhibition and nonchalance and sacrifice and
volume and a section in division and the
surrounding recognition and horticulture and
no murmur. This is a result. There is no
superposition and circumstance, there is
hardness and a reason and the rest and
remainder. There is no delight and no
mathematics.
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aruba
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response 104 of 278:
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Apr 30 13:55 UTC 1999 |
William Carlos Williams?
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happyboy
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response 105 of 278:
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Apr 30 15:52 UTC 1999 |
RED SOVINE!!!
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md
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response 106 of 278:
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Apr 30 17:03 UTC 1999 |
Neither William Carlos Williams nor Red Sovine.
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md
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response 107 of 278:
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Apr 30 17:12 UTC 1999 |
One more excerpt:
A light in the moon the only light is on Sunday.
What was the sensible decision. The sensible
decision was that notwithstanding many
declarations and more music, not even
notwithstanding the choice and a torch and a
collection, notwithstanding the celebrating hat
and a vacation and even more noise than cutting,
notwithstanding Europe and Asia and being
overbearing, not even notwithstanding an
elephant and a strict occasion, not even
withstanding more cultivation and some seasoning,
not even with drowning and with the ocean being
encircling, not even with more likeness and any
cloud, not even with terrific sacrifice of
pedestrianism and a special resolution, not even
more likely to be pleasing. The care with which
the rain is wrong and the green is wrong and the
white is wrong, the care with which there is a
chair and plenty of breathing. The care with
which there is incredible justice and likeness,
all this makes a magnificent asparagus, and
also a fountain.
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bookworm
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response 108 of 278:
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Apr 30 17:21 UTC 1999 |
Wow! Whoever he is, this guy is prolific.
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md
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response 109 of 278:
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Apr 30 17:26 UTC 1999 |
Hint: dead white Cliffie.
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remmers
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response 110 of 278:
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Apr 30 18:26 UTC 1999 |
Re resp:108 - Yep, real prolific. Wrote at least three paragraphs. :)
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aruba
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response 111 of 278:
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Apr 30 21:07 UTC 1999 |
What's a Cliffie?
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md
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response 112 of 278:
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May 1 03:05 UTC 1999 |
Radcliffe student or alum.
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