Davis Grubb

Person · Open Library

Born

1919

Died

1982

Works

27

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Music · MusicBrainz

Type

Person

Gender

Male

Origin

United Kingdom

Active from

1990-12-28

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Listeners · Last.fm

Listeners

3

Total plays

5

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Recent publications · Crossref

5 total works indexed

1. STAR: ultrafast universal RNA-seq aligner

   · 2012 · cited 49,748x

2. Perceived Usefulness, Perceived Ease of Use, and User Acceptance of Information Technology

   · 1989 · cited 43,586x

3. <tt>edgeR</tt> : a Bioconductor package for differential expression analysis of digital gene expression data

   · 2009 · cited 39,067x

4. Gene Ontology: tool for the unification of biology

   · 2000 · cited 36,358x

5. User Acceptance of Information Technology: Toward A Unified View1

   · 2003 · cited 29,797x

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Quotes

• “Preacher walks away and stands for a spell staring out the cell window with his long, skinny hands folded behind him. Ben looks at those hands and shivers. What kind of a man would have his fingers tattooed that way? he thinks. The fingers of the right hand, each one with a blue letter beneath the gray, evil skin—L—O—V—E. And the fingers of the left hand done the same way only now the letters spell out H—A—T—E. What kind of a man? What kind of a preacher?”
• “Salvation! Why, it's always a last-minute business, boy.”
• “He thought again of the watch in the window. It had twelve black numbers on its moon face and there was magic to that. For these were numbers that were not really numbers at all but letters like in words. He shivered at the possibilities of such untold magic.”
• “It was a warm night for the end of March. Walt had left the front door to the ice-cream parlor open when he went out after supper to gossip with the old men down at Darly Stidger's store. And yet it was not spring, although winter was dead and the moon was sickly with the neitherness of the time between those seasons: those last few weeks before the cries of the green frogs would rise in stitching clamor from the river shores and meadow bogs.”
• “I am afraid of Mr. Powell. I am more afraid of him than I have ever been of shadows or the thunder or when you look through the little bubble in the glass of the window in the upstairs hall and all of the out-of-doors stretches and twists its neck.”
• “When you tell a lie it must be to keep from saying a worse thing. Then lying is not a Sin and God will not punish you. (But what if God is one of them?)”

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Wikidata facts

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