Beethoven had originally conceived of dedicating the symphony to Napoleon Bonaparte, but when Napoleon proclaimed himself Emperor of the French in May 1804, Beethoven became disgusted and dedicated the symphony to Prince Franz Joseph Maximillian Lobkowitz.
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It was love; love alone
Caused King Edward to leave his throne
It was love, love, love, love, love alone
Caused King Edward to leave his throne
On the 10th of December we heard the talk
He gave his throne to the Duke of York
It was love, love, love, love, love alone
Caused King Edward to leave his throne
King Edward was noble, King Edward was great
It was love that caused him to abdicate
It was love, love, love, love, love alone
Caused King Edward to leave his throne
He said he was sorry that his Mommy would grieve
He cannot help it, he would have to leave
It was love, love, love, love, love alone
Caused King Edward to leave his throne
You can take his power you can take his bought
Leave him with his yachting boat
It was love, love, love, love, love alone
Caused King Edward to leave his throne
Flute play
Ha,love, love, love, love
Caused King Edward
You can take his money you can take his store
but leave him that lady from Baltimore
It was love, love, love, love, love alone
Caused King Edward to leave his throne
I don't know what Mrs Simpson got in her bone
That caused the king to leave his throne
It was love, love, love, love, love alone
Caused King Edward to leave his throne
On the 10th of December 1936
the Duke of Windsor went to get his kicks
It was love; love alone
Caused King Edward to leave his throne
It was love; love, love, love,
Love, love, love, love
Love, love, it was love, love alone
Caused King Edward to leave his throne
It was love; love alone
Caused King Edward to leave his throne
It was love, love, love, love, love alone
Caused King Edward to leave his throne
It was love; love alone
Cause the king to leave his throne
It was love, love, love, love, love alone
Caused King Edward to leave his throne
It was love, (Sound of a double kiss) love alone
Caused King Edward to leave his throne
It was love, (Sound of a double kiss) love alone
Caused King Edward to leave his throne
It was love, love, love; love, love love
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"The Booklovers"
"This book deals with epiphenomenalism, which has to do with consciousness as a mere accessory of physiological processes whose presence or absence... makes no difference... whatever are you doing?"
Aphra Benn: Hello
Cervantes: Donkey
Daniel Defoe: To christen the day!
Samuel Richardson: Hello
Henry Fielding: Tittle-tattle, Tittle-tattle...
Lawrence Sterne: Hello
Mary Wolstencraft: Vindicated!
Jane Austen: Here I am!
Sir Walter Scott: We're all doomed!
Leo Tolstoy: Yes!
Honoré de Balzac: Oui...
Edgar Allen Poe: Aaaarrrggghhhh!
Charlotte Brontë: Hello...
Emily Brontë: Hello...
Anne Brontë: Hello..?
Nikolai Gogol: Vas chi
Gustav Flaubert: Oui
William Makepeace Thackeray: Call me 'William Makepeace Thackeray'
Nathaniel Hawthorne: The letter 'A'
Herman Melville: Ahoy there!
Charles Dickens: London is so beautiful this time of year...
Anthony Trollope: good-good-good-good evening!
Fyodor Dostoevsky: Here come the sleepers...
Mark Twain: I can't even spell 'Mississippi'!
George Eliot: George reads German
Emile Zola: J'accuse
Henry James: Howdy Miss Wharton!
Thomas Hardy: Ooh-arrr!
Joseph Conrad: I'm a bloody boring writer...
Katherine Mansfield: [cough cough]
Edith Wharton: Well hello, Mr James!
D.H. Lawrence: Never heard of it
E.M. Forster: Never heard of it!
Happy the man, and happy he alone who in all honesty can call today his own
He who has life and strength enough to say 'Yesterday's dead and gone - I want to live today'
James Joyce: Hello there!
Virginia Woolf: I'm losing my mind!
Marcel Proust: Je me'en souviens plus
F Scott Fitzgerald: baa bababa baa
Ernest Hemingway: I forgot the...
Hermann Hesse: Oh es ist alle so häßlich
Evelyn Waugh: Whoooaarr!
William Faulkner: Tu connait William Faulkner?
Anaïs Nin: The strand of pearls
Ford Maddox Ford: Any colour, as long as it's black!
Jean-Paul Sartre: Let's go to the dome, Simone!
Simone de Beauvoir: C'est exact present
Albert Camus: The beach... the beach
Franz Kafka: WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!
Thomas Mann: Mam
Graham Greene: Call me 'pinky', lovely
Jack Kerouac: Me car's broken down...
William S Burroughs: Wowwww!
Happy the man, and happy he alone who in all honesty can call today his own
He who has life and strength enough to say 'Yesterday's dead and gone - I'm gonna live today'
Kingsley Amis: [cough]
Doris Lessing: I hate men!
Vladimir Nabokov: Hello, little girl...
William Golding: Achtung Busby!
J.G. Ballard: Instrument binnacle
Richard Brautigan: How are you doing?
Milan Kundera: I don't do interviews
Ivy Compton Burnett: Hello...
Paul Theroux: Have a nice day!
Günter Grass: I've found snails!
Gore Vidal: Oh, it makes me mad!
John Updike: Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run...
Kazuro Ishiguro: Ah so, old chap!
Malcolm Bradbury: stroke John Steinbeck, stroke JD Salinger
Iain Banks: Too orangey for crows!
AS Byatt: Nine tenths of the law, you know...
Martin Amis: [burp]
Brett Easton Ellis: Aaaaarrrggghhh!
Umberto Eco: I don't understand this either...
Gabriel Garcia Marquez: Mi casa es su casa
Roddy Doyle: ha ha ha!
Salman Rushdie: Names will live forever...
85 years ago today, on April 14, 1935, an event that came to be known as "Black Sunday" occurred in the Texas Panhandle. A dust storm, the biggest one seen in the Dust Bowl era, blew in, engulfing towns like Spearman (shown here), Perryton etc...