• II.                   Other names are specific to programming

    }{ are braces (or curly brackets)

    | is a bar (= pipe), while || is a double pipe

    ][ are chevrons (= angle brackets)

    is an ellipsis

    / is a slash (or stroke)

    \ is called antislash (= backlash)

    ¸ is an obelus

    & is an ampersand,

    @ is the at-sign

    # is the number sign (or hash, or octothorpe)

    ^ is a caret

    is a dagger 

    ‡ a double dagger or diesis,  

    ¤ is the generic currency symbol

    § is a section sign

    is called a pilcrow (mediaeval for pelygraph / paragraph)


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  •  What do you call the terms that are used in coding to separate words and phrases ?

    I.                   Some names are not typically ASCII and are already found in everyday use:  

    () are parentheses

    is an apostrophe

     : a colon

    ; a semicolon

    , a comma

    ! an exclamation mark

    ? a question mark

    . period or full stop (note: it is an interpunct when the dot separating 2 words is above the line)

    “ “ are called quote, quotation marks (speech marks)

    - is a hyphen while _‖is an underscore (like in music) and a dash 

    > and < are known as respectively greater than and less signs

    * an asterisk

    ~ is a tilde

    % a percent (or modulo) 

    a permil

    Difficult to represent, a space is a void between signs.


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  • Here is the full version of the poem read by Prof. BROWN in Interstellar, the film. These poignant lines were written by Dylan THOMAS (1914 - 1943). Cheers to Anaëlle (2nde 8) thanks to  whom I first discovered these lines !

    Do not go gentle into that good night,
    Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

    Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
    Because their words had forked no lightning they
    Do not go gentle into that good night.

    Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
    Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

    Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
    And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
    Do not go gentle into that good night.

    Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
    Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

    And you, my father, there on the sad height,
    Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
    Do not go gentle into that good night.
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

    From The Poems of Dylan Thomas, published by New Directions. Copyright © 1952, 1953 Dylan Thomas. Copyright © 1937, 1945, 1955, 1962, 1966, 1967 the Trustees for the Copyrights of Dylan Thomas. Copyright © 1938,


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