<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038</id><updated>2011-12-07T20:02:11.122-03:00</updated><category term='O Jardim das Borboletas'/><category term='Novo Testamento'/><category term='colher'/><category term='plantar'/><category term='O Zahir'/><category term='Léon Denis'/><category term='As três mensagens'/><category term='calendário'/><category term='Ferramentas para se apaixonar pela vida'/><category term='Cativos do Passado'/><category term='Jornadas de Redenção'/><category term='psicografia'/><category term='compaixão'/><category term='racismo'/><category term='Um Santo no Lugar Errado'/><category term='Irá chegar um novo dia'/><category term='dia internacional da mulher'/><category term='paciência'/><category term='Clayton'/><category term='Neimar de Barros'/><category term='Rousseau'/><category term='preconceito'/><category term='&quot;Mais Você&quot;'/><category term='Zilda Arns'/><category term='Augusto Cury'/><category term='Nosso Cantinho Gifs e  Scraps'/><category term='aniversário'/><category term='Charles Chaplin'/><category term='catador'/><category term='Silva LObato'/><category term='Laços Eternos'/><category term='O pote rachado'/><category term='amizade'/><category term='Professor Hermógenes'/><category term='Olhai as aves do céu'/><category term='Fernando do Ó'/><category term='reflexão'/><category term='Vera Lúcia Marinzeck de Carvalho'/><category term='Madre Tereza de Calcutá'/><category term='lixo'/><category term='Vinícius de Morais'/><category term='William Shakespeare'/><category term='Sobre o Berelando...'/><category term='Eclesiastes'/><category term='Vera Lúcia'/><category term='Kahlil Gibran'/><category term='sonhos'/><category term='Zíbia Gasparetto'/><category term='Mitch Albom'/><category term='Viver em comunidade'/><category term='erros'/><category term='alegria'/><category term='Geir Campos'/><category term='Manuel Bandeira'/><category term='Armando Fernandes de Oliveira'/><category term='mensagem'/><category term='Caminhos de Volta'/><category term='Mahatma Gandhi'/><category term='defeitos'/><category term='versículos'/><category term='Allan Kardec'/><category term='Clarice Lispector'/><category term='Chico Xavier'/><category term='Antônio Maia'/><category term='livros'/><category term='Paulinas'/><category term='As Valkírias'/><category term='André Luiz'/><category term='perseverança'/><category term='Emmanuel'/><category term='Marta'/><category term='Richard Bach'/><category term='poemas'/><category term='Selo do Prêmio Dardos'/><category term='O Demônio e a Srta. Prym'/><category term='compreensão'/><category term='música'/><category term='poema'/><category term='desencarnação'/><category term='O último jantar'/><category term='As cinco pessoas que você encontra no céu'/><category term='vida'/><category term='Saint-Exupéry'/><category term='conselhos'/><category term='frases'/><category term='Olhai os lírios do campo'/><category term='Deus Negro'/><category term='O Porquê da Vida'/><category term='recomeço'/><category term='Drogas'/><category term='Dalai Lama'/><category term='Um desafio chamado Família'/><category term='Joamar Zanolini Nazareth'/><category term='solidariedade'/><category term='Millôr Fernandes'/><category term='O evangelho segundo o espiritismo'/><category term='pensamentos'/><category term='Richard Simonetti'/><category term='Rodrigo Cardoso'/><category term='Waldo Vieira'/><category term='Paulo Coelho'/><category term='Nelson Morais'/><category term='Guerreiro da Luz'/><category term='livro'/><category term='Salvador Gentile'/><category term='Pablo Neruda'/><category term='Eu aprendi...'/><category term='Bíblia'/><category term='Mário Quintana'/><category term='prece'/><category term='Esse blog Vale Ouro'/><category term='Augusto Silva'/><category term='O Difícil Caminho das Drogas'/><category term='igualdade'/><category term='espiritismo'/><title type='text'>Pensamentos</title><subtitle type='html'>Ao ler um livro tenho a mania (por que não dizer o vício?) de anotar trechos que, naquele momento, acho interessantes. Muitas vezes, com o passar do tempo, até não me pareciam tão bons. Em determinadas fases de minha vida parecia que o autor falava comigo! Outras nem tanto.
     Por este motivo colocarei alguns aqui.Quem sabe se algum deles não chegará até você em um desses momentos?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-8010291079798130958</id><published>2011-12-07T19:56:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T20:02:11.131-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viver em comunidade'/><title type='text'>Viver em comunidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X002PUrPixs/Tt_vq44N-EI/AAAAAAAACSU/T00cqWrtm4w/s1600/rato-8943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 335px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683524774866581570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X002PUrPixs/Tt_vq44N-EI/AAAAAAAACSU/T00cqWrtm4w/s400/rato-8943.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Um rato, olhando pelo buraco na parede, vê o fazendeiro e sua esposa abrindo um pacote. Pensou logo no tipo de comida que poderia haver ali.&lt;br /&gt;Ao descobrir que era uma ratoeira ficou aterrorizado. Correu ao pátio da fazenda advertindo a todos:&lt;br /&gt;“- Há uma ratoeira na casa, uma ratoeira na casa !!! ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A galinha, disse:&lt;br /&gt;“- Desculpe-me Sr. Rato, eu entendo que isso seja um grande problema para o senhor, mas não me prejudica em nada, não me incomoda.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O rato foi até o porco e lhe disse:&lt;br /&gt;“ - Há uma ratoeira na casa, uma ratoeira !!!”&lt;br /&gt;“ - Desculpe-me Sr. Rato, disse o porco, mas não há nada que eu possa fazer, a não ser rezar. Fique tranqüilo que o senhor será lembrado nas minhas preces.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O rato dirigiu-se então à vaca. Ela lhe disse:&lt;br /&gt;“ - O que Sr. Rato? Uma ratoeira? Por acaso estou em perigo? Acho que não! ”&lt;br /&gt;Então o rato voltou para a casa, cabisbaixo e abatido, para encarar a ratoeira do fazendeiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naquela noite ouviu-se um barulho, como o de uma ratoeira pegando sua vítima. A mulher do fazendeiro correu para ver o que havia pegado. No escuro, ela não viu que a ratoeira havia pegado a cauda de uma cobra venenosa. E a cobra picou a mulher…&lt;br /&gt;O fazendeiro a levou imediatamente ao hospital. Ela voltou com febre.&lt;br /&gt;Todo mundo sabe que para alimentar alguém com febre, nada melhor que uma canja de galinha. O fazendeiro pegou seu cutelo e foi providenciar o ingrediente principal. Como a doença da mulher continuava, os amigos e vizinhos vieram visitá-la. Para alimentá-los o fazendeiro matou o porco. A mulher não melhorou e acabou morrendo. Muita gente veio para o funeral. O fazendeiro então sacrificou a vaca, para alimentar todo aquele povo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na próxima vez que você ouvir dizer que alguém está diante de um problema e acreditar que o problema não lhe diz respeito, lembre-se que, quando há uma ratoeira na casa, toda a fazenda corre risco. “O problema de um é problema de todos.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-8010291079798130958?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8010291079798130958/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=8010291079798130958' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/8010291079798130958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/8010291079798130958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/12/viver-em-comunidade.html' title='Viver em comunidade'/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X002PUrPixs/Tt_vq44N-EI/AAAAAAAACSU/T00cqWrtm4w/s72-c/rato-8943.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-3849520990366232876</id><published>2011-09-16T21:39:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T21:51:11.686-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clarice Lispector'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frases'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ygkgYibLik/TnPtPH1M95I/AAAAAAAACQw/RBWLY3ZrCms/s1600/P7160356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653122801336121234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ygkgYibLik/TnPtPH1M95I/AAAAAAAACQw/RBWLY3ZrCms/s400/P7160356.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; imagem: Walkiria Rodrigues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Renda-se, como eu me rendi.&lt;br /&gt;Mergulhe no que você não conhece como eu mergulhei.&lt;br /&gt;Não se preocupe em entender, viver ultrapassa qualquer entendimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-3849520990366232876?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3849520990366232876/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=3849520990366232876' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/3849520990366232876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/3849520990366232876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/09/imagem-walkiria-rodrigues-renda-se-como.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ygkgYibLik/TnPtPH1M95I/AAAAAAAACQw/RBWLY3ZrCms/s72-c/P7160356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-1849979235608661270</id><published>2011-04-18T10:51:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T20:20:58.461-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Millôr Fernandes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livros'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QkwQEdouHtc/TaxHbMOiGkI/AAAAAAAACH4/-VMc_kVkOes/s1600/professor-livros%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 332px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596926969378904642" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QkwQEdouHtc/TaxHbMOiGkI/AAAAAAAACH4/-VMc_kVkOes/s400/professor-livros%2B1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;SOBRE OS LIVROS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt;        &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a deixa da virada do milênio, anuncia-se um revolucionário  conceito &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;de tecnologia da informação, chamado de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Local de Informações  Variadas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reutilizáveis e Ordenadas - L. I. V. R.O.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Esse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;L. I. V. R.  O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; representa um&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;avanço fantástico na tecnologia. Não tem fios,  circuitos elétricos nem pilhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Não precisa ser conectado a nada nem  ligado. É tão fácil de usar que até &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;uma criança pode operá-lo. Basta  abri-lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Cada&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; L. I. V. R. O.&lt;/span&gt; é formado por uma seqüência de páginas  numeradas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;feitas de papel reciclável e capazes de conter milhares de  informações. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As páginas são unidas por um sistema chamado lombada, que  as mantém &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;automaticamente em sua seqüência correta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Através do uso intensivo do recurso TPA - Tecnologia do Papel Opaco -  permite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;que os fabricantes usem as duas faces da folha de papel. Isso  possibilita duplicar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; a quantidade de dados inseridos e reduzir os seus  custos pela metade! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Especialistas dividem-se quanto aos poderes de  expansão da inserção de dados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;em cada unidade. É que, para se fazer&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; L.  I. V. R. O.&lt;/span&gt;s com mais informações, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;basta se usar mais páginas. Isso,  porém, os deixa mais grossos e mais difíceis de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;serem transportados,  atraindo críticas dos adeptos da portabilidade do sistema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Casa página do &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;L. I. V. R. O. &lt;/span&gt;deve ser escaneada opticamente, e as  informações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;transferidas diretamente para a CPU do usuário,em seu  cérebro. Lembramos que,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;quanto maior e mais complexa a informação a ser  transmitida, maior deve ser a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;capacidade de processamento do usuário.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Outra vantagem do sistema é que, quando em uso, um simples movimento &lt;br /&gt;de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;dedos permite o acesso instantâneo a outras páginas. O&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; L. I. V. R.  O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pode ser &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;rapidamente retomado a qualquer momento, bastando abri-lo.&lt;br /&gt; Ele nunca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;apresenta "ERRO GERAL DE PROTEÇÃO", nem precisa ser &lt;br /&gt;reinicializado, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;embora se torne inutilizável caso caia no mar, por  exemplo.&lt;br /&gt;O comando "browse"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;permite acessar qualquer página instantaneamente&lt;br /&gt;e avançar ou retroceder com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;muita facilidade. A maioria  dos modelos à&lt;br /&gt;venda já vem com o equipamento "índice"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;instalado, o qual  indica a&lt;br /&gt;localizaçãoexata de grupos de dados selecionados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Um acessório opcional, o "marca-páginas", permite que você acesse o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;L. I. V. R. O.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;exatamente no local em que o deixou na última utilização, &lt;br /&gt;mesmo que ele esteja fechado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A compatibilidade dos marcadores de&lt;br /&gt; página é total, permitindo que funcionem em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;qualquer modelo ou marca&lt;br /&gt;de  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;L. I. V. R. O.&lt;/span&gt; , sem necessidade de configuração. Além &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;disso,&lt;br /&gt;qualquer&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  L. I. V. R. O.&lt;/span&gt; suporta o uso simultâneo de vários marcadores&lt;br /&gt;de páginas,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;caso seu usuário deseje manter selecionados&lt;br /&gt;vários trechos ao mesmo  tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; A capacidade máxima para uso&lt;br /&gt;dos marcadores coincide com o número  total de páginas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Pode-se ainda personalizar o conteúdo do&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; L. I. V. R. O.&lt;/span&gt;, através de &lt;br /&gt;anotações em suas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;margens. Para isso, deve-se utilizar o periférico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Linguagem Apagável Portátil de Intercomunicação Simplificada - L. Á. P.  I. S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Portátil, durável e barato, o&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; L. I. V. R. O.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;vem sendo apontado  como&lt;br /&gt; o instrumento de entretenimento e cultura do futuro. Milhares &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;de  programadores desse sistema já disponibilizaram vários títulos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;e  upgrades, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;utilizando a plataforma &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;L. I. V. R. O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Millôr Fernandes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-1849979235608661270?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1849979235608661270/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=1849979235608661270' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/1849979235608661270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/1849979235608661270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/04/sobre-os-livros-na-deixa-da-virada-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QkwQEdouHtc/TaxHbMOiGkI/AAAAAAAACH4/-VMc_kVkOes/s72-c/professor-livros%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-9049135193502259845</id><published>2011-03-23T21:37:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T16:32:41.320-03:00</updated><title type='text'>20 de março - Mais um Aniversário do Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DNUzqyv0nJU/TYqSdg_KfgI/AAAAAAAACHY/xxsBArf0wEI/s1600/Barrinhadeniver2XXc.png"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 50px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587439323475246594" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DNUzqyv0nJU/TYqSdg_KfgI/AAAAAAAACHY/xxsBArf0wEI/s400/Barrinhadeniver2XXc.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Terceiro aniversário do "Pensamentos"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-9049135193502259845?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/9049135193502259845/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=9049135193502259845' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/9049135193502259845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/9049135193502259845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/03/20-de-marco-mais-um-aniversario-do-blog.html' title='20 de março - Mais um Aniversário do Blog'/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DNUzqyv0nJU/TYqSdg_KfgI/AAAAAAAACHY/xxsBArf0wEI/s72-c/Barrinhadeniver2XXc.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-3829329217070275257</id><published>2011-01-25T12:13:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T12:37:36.552-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zilda Arns'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TT7sg71uSPI/AAAAAAAACFQ/yK875AC5DTQ/s1600/Foto-Zilda-Arns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566146240039504114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TT7sg71uSPI/AAAAAAAACFQ/yK875AC5DTQ/s400/Foto-Zilda-Arns.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Imagem do blog Cuidando do nosso cantinho interior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Amar a Deus sobre todas as coisas e ao próximo como a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nós &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mesmos" significa trabalhar pela inclusão social, fruto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;da Justiça; significa não ter preconceitos, aplicar nossos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;melhores talentos em favor da vida plena, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;prioritariamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;daqueles que mais necessitam. Somar esforços para alcançar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;os objetivos, servir com humildade e misericórdia, sem perder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a própria identidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zilda Arns Neumann&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-3829329217070275257?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3829329217070275257/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=3829329217070275257' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/3829329217070275257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/3829329217070275257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2011/01/imagem-do-blog-cuidando-do-nosso.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TT7sg71uSPI/AAAAAAAACFQ/yK875AC5DTQ/s72-c/Foto-Zilda-Arns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-1848489900837392018</id><published>2010-12-12T21:24:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T21:43:23.305-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emmanuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chico Xavier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caminhos de Volta'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TQVpKseE-OI/AAAAAAAACDM/SiG7tTSC4Oo/s1600/PC070009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549957748260927714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TQVpKseE-OI/AAAAAAAACDM/SiG7tTSC4Oo/s400/PC070009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                          imagem: Walkiria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Caminhos de Volta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Francisco Cândido Xavier&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Temos diversas formas de auxiliar:&lt;br /&gt;suprimir a penúria,&lt;br /&gt;estender a beneficência,&lt;br /&gt;criar a generosidade&lt;br /&gt;consolar o sofrimento.&lt;br /&gt;Existe porém, uma delas ao alcance de todos e que pode ser largamente exercida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;em qualquer lugar : o donativo da calma nos momentos atribulados da vida.&lt;br /&gt;Recorda os bens espirituais que consegues distribuir e não marginalizes semelhante recurso.&lt;br /&gt;Diante de reclamações e críticas, usa a tolerância que estabeleça a harmonia possível entre acusados e acusadores, recebendo injúrias e ofensas, silencia e esquece os desequilíbrios de que porventura te fizeste vítima, sustando calamidades da delinquência, perante a agressividade exagerada de alguém, guarda a serenidade que balsamize corações&lt;br /&gt;e pacifique ambientes, encontrando veículos de discórdia, emprega o entendimento que afaste choques e conflitos capazes de suscitar azedume e perturbação.&lt;br /&gt;Em qualquer lance difícil da existência, dispões da possibilidade de atuar beneficamente com os recursos da bondade e da compreensão que entretecem a garantia da paz.&lt;br /&gt;Lembra a faísca lançada impensadamente quando se transforma em fogo descontrolado e devorador.&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer criatura, quando se mostre agindo sem noção de responsabilidade pode gerar incêndios lamentáveis, destruindo os mais altos valores da vida.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso mesmo, onde estivermos, sejamos nós os bombeiros de Deus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-1848489900837392018?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1848489900837392018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=1848489900837392018' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/1848489900837392018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/1848489900837392018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2010/12/caminhos-de-volta-francisco-candido.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TQVpKseE-OI/AAAAAAAACDM/SiG7tTSC4Oo/s72-c/PC070009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-7176426502845235994</id><published>2010-07-28T23:45:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T14:51:25.800-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joamar Zanolini Nazareth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Um desafio chamado Família'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TFDrumcBHnI/AAAAAAAABy8/3Ag3LmhtyVQ/s1600/P5210012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499154330843946610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TFDrumcBHnI/AAAAAAAABy8/3Ag3LmhtyVQ/s400/P5210012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; imagem :&lt;a href="http://pontomissionario.blogspot.com/"&gt; Blog da Liberdade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Um Desafio chamado Família&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Joamar Zanolini Nazareth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Em vez de queixar-nos do mundo, melhoremo-lo através de nossos atos, pensamentos e palavras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-7176426502845235994?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7176426502845235994/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=7176426502845235994' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/7176426502845235994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/7176426502845235994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2010/07/imagem-blog-da-liberdade-um-desafio.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TFDrumcBHnI/AAAAAAAABy8/3Ag3LmhtyVQ/s72-c/P5210012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-5930111767324100406</id><published>2010-05-11T20:22:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T21:16:40.996-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ferramentas para se apaixonar pela vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Augusto Cury'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S-nxTdpUqWI/AAAAAAAABxk/kct93pHCJCY/s1600/Animation2-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S-nxTdpUqWI/AAAAAAAABxk/kct93pHCJCY/s400/Animation2-1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470168539095935330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ferramentas para se apaixonar pela vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Augusto Cury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ser feliz é não ter medo dos próprios sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;É saber falar de si mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;É ter coragem para ouvir um "não".&lt;br /&gt;É ter segurança para receber uma crítica, mesmo que injusta.&lt;br /&gt;É beijar os filhos, curtir os pais e ter momentos poéticos&lt;br /&gt;com os amigos, mesmo que eles nos magoem.&lt;br /&gt;         Ser feliz é deixar viver a criança livre, alegre e simples&lt;br /&gt;         que mora dentro de cada um de nós.&lt;br /&gt;         É ter maturidade para falar "eu errei".&lt;br /&gt;         É ter ousadia para dizer "me perdoe".&lt;br /&gt;         É ter sensibilidade para expressar "eu preciso de você".&lt;br /&gt;         É ter capacidade de dizer "eu te amo".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-5930111767324100406?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5930111767324100406/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=5930111767324100406' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/5930111767324100406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/5930111767324100406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2010/05/ferramentas-para-se-apaixonar-pela-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S-nxTdpUqWI/AAAAAAAABxk/kct93pHCJCY/s72-c/Animation2-1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-7512593647131685157</id><published>2010-04-14T18:00:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T20:13:56.442-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joamar Zanolini Nazareth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Um desafio chamado Família'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S8YuissOZOI/AAAAAAAABxE/O4G0-I1fPWM/s1600/DSC07145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460102771880387810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S8YuissOZOI/AAAAAAAABxE/O4G0-I1fPWM/s400/DSC07145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Um desafio chamado Família&lt;br /&gt;Joamar Zanolini Nazareth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aproveitemos a infância como o agricultor a cuidar de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sua lavoura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; preocupando-nos em preparar a terra dos&lt;br /&gt;carações, plantando as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; sementes benditas do Evangelho,&lt;br /&gt;arrancando as ervas daninhas dos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; vícios, promovendo a&lt;br /&gt;irrigação do serviço cristão e vendo-a crescer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; sobre o sol&lt;br /&gt;do amor verdadeiro e sincero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-7512593647131685157?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7512593647131685157/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=7512593647131685157' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/7512593647131685157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/7512593647131685157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2010/04/um-desafio-chamado-familia-joamar.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S8YuissOZOI/AAAAAAAABxE/O4G0-I1fPWM/s72-c/DSC07145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-6245829826371788493</id><published>2010-03-19T08:46:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T20:26:25.738-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kahlil Gibran'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TAGiAFmaDII/AAAAAAAAByE/7nZzb5O8jdA/s1600/Barrinhadeniver2XXc.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 50px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TAGiAFmaDII/AAAAAAAAByE/7nZzb5O8jdA/s400/Barrinhadeniver2XXc.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476836744246201474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mês de aniversário do Pensamentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No dia  20 deste mês o blog  completará 02 (dois) anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S6NkL_KCDHI/AAAAAAAABwE/sKGpXWFOSms/s1600-h/2195104244_e7a21c74aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S6NkL_KCDHI/AAAAAAAABwE/sKGpXWFOSms/s400/2195104244_e7a21c74aa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450310131143281778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;imagem:  http://www.flickr.com/photos/almanery/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cartas de Amor do Profeta Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adaptação de Paulo Coelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quem pode dizer:&lt;br /&gt;"Esta época foi boa e esta época foi má?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Todas as estações fazem parte da natureza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-6245829826371788493?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6245829826371788493/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=6245829826371788493' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/6245829826371788493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/6245829826371788493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2010/03/imagem-httpwww_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TAGiAFmaDII/AAAAAAAAByE/7nZzb5O8jdA/s72-c/Barrinhadeniver2XXc.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-4382139349400739788</id><published>2010-03-19T07:59:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T17:47:03.180-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kahlil Gibran'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TIf2LCgSguI/AAAAAAAAB70/zEwWYg1iazw/s1600/Flores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514646938249757410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TIf2LCgSguI/AAAAAAAAB70/zEwWYg1iazw/s400/Flores.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S6Ned3vSSzI/AAAAAAAABv8/9YxfawLrNz0/s1600-h/2194303403_c3866043e6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;imagem: http://www.flickr.com/photos/almanery/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Cartas de Amor do Profeta Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;adaptação de Paulo Coelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Vivemos lutando pelas coisas complicadas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;e esquecemos que olhar os campos é mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;do que suficiente para compreender Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-4382139349400739788?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4382139349400739788/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=4382139349400739788' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/4382139349400739788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/4382139349400739788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2010/03/imagem-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TIf2LCgSguI/AAAAAAAAB70/zEwWYg1iazw/s72-c/Flores.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-50031467110125441</id><published>2010-02-18T20:40:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T20:43:08.450-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madre Tereza de Calcutá'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S33QYGHkBdI/AAAAAAAABvQ/xNFVF1PURm0/s1600-h/mensagem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S33QYGHkBdI/AAAAAAAABvQ/xNFVF1PURm0/s400/mensagem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439733037311198674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-50031467110125441?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/50031467110125441/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=50031467110125441' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/50031467110125441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/50031467110125441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S33QYGHkBdI/AAAAAAAABvQ/xNFVF1PURm0/s72-c/mensagem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-6533386944837952290</id><published>2010-01-31T22:01:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T08:38:49.714-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irá chegar um novo dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preconceito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vera Lúcia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='igualdade'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S2Ypw7ljEyI/AAAAAAAABvI/ZCCK6uXlu2c/s1600-h/Digitalizar0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S2Ypw7ljEyI/AAAAAAAABvI/ZCCK6uXlu2c/s400/Digitalizar0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433075921074721570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Imagem: Esdras Henrique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="div_letra"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Irá chegar um novo dia.&lt;br /&gt;Um novo céu, uma nova terra,&lt;br /&gt;um novo mar.&lt;br /&gt;E nesse dia, os oprimidos,&lt;br /&gt;A uma só voz irão cantar.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Na nova terra o negro não vai ter corrente,&lt;br /&gt;e o nosso índio vai ser visto como gente.&lt;br /&gt;Na nova terra o negro, o índio e o mulato,&lt;br /&gt;o branco e todos vão comer no mesmo prato.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Na nova terra a mulher terá direitos.&lt;br /&gt;Não sofrerá humilhações e preconceitos.&lt;br /&gt;O seu trabalho todos irão valorizar,&lt;br /&gt;das decisões ela irá participar.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Na nova terra os povos todos irmanados,&lt;br /&gt;com sua cultura e direitos respeitados,&lt;br /&gt;farão da vida um bonito amanhecer.&lt;br /&gt;Com igualdade no direito de viver&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(Adaptação da Música de Vera Lúcia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-6533386944837952290?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6533386944837952290/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=6533386944837952290' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/6533386944837952290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/6533386944837952290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2010/01/imagem-esdras-ira-chegar-um-novo-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S2Ypw7ljEyI/AAAAAAAABvI/ZCCK6uXlu2c/s72-c/Digitalizar0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-1013295609736155075</id><published>2010-01-29T12:16:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T12:29:27.532-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rousseau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paciência'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frases'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S2L9wnpBAnI/AAAAAAAABvA/JJE1SBTbTjU/s1600-h/DSC06821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S2L9wnpBAnI/AAAAAAAABvA/JJE1SBTbTjU/s400/DSC06821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432183112278803058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                       &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                   Imagem: Walkiria    &lt;/span&gt;                &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A paciência é amarga, mas seus frutos são doces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Rousseau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-1013295609736155075?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1013295609736155075/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=1013295609736155075' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/1013295609736155075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/1013295609736155075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2010/01/imagem-walkiria-paciencia-e-amarga-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S2L9wnpBAnI/AAAAAAAABvA/JJE1SBTbTjU/s72-c/DSC06821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-2822338503207033346</id><published>2010-01-11T18:21:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T19:51:21.445-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chico Xavier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amizade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S0upiBn15yI/AAAAAAAABss/wgaYdTyWMGs/s1600-h/Foto-A0750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S0upiBn15yI/AAAAAAAABss/wgaYdTyWMGs/s400/Foto-A0750.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425616578114086690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;e eu morrer antes de você, faça-me um favor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Chore o quanto quiser, mas não brigue com Deus por Ele haver me levado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Se não quiser chorar, não chore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Se não conseguir chorar, não se preocupe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Se tiver vontade de rir, ria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Se alguns amigos contarem algum fato a meu respeito,esqueça e acrescente sua versão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Se me elogiarem demais, corrija o exagero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Se me criticarem demais, defenda-me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Se me quiserem fazer um santo, só porque morri, mostre que eu tinha um pouco de santo, mas estava longe de ser o santo que me pintam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Se me quiserem fazer um demônio, mostre que eu talvez tivesse um pouco de demônio, mas que a &lt;a href="http://www.amordealmas.com/2008/01/se-eu-morrer-antes-de-voc.html#" onclick="hwClick0799893(undefined);return false;" style="border-bottom: 1px dotted; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); text-decoration: underline;" onmouseover="hw0799893(event, this, 'undefined'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" onmouseout="hideMaybe('HOTWordsTitle'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " oncontextmenu="return false;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;vida inteira eu tentei ser bom e amigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Espero estar com Ele o suficiente para continuar sendo útil a você, lá onde estiver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E se tiver vontade de escrever alguma coisa sobre mim, diga apenas uma frase:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; "Foi meu amigo, acreditou em mim e me quis mais perto de Deus!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Aí, então derrame uma lágrima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Eu não estarei presente para enxugá-la, mas não faz mal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Outros amigos farão isso no meu lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E, vendo-me bem substituído, irei cuidar de minha nova tarefa no céu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mas, de vez em quando, dê uma espiadinha na direção de Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Você não me verá, mas eu ficaria muito feliz vendo você olhar para Ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E, quando chegar a sua vez de ir para o Pai, aí, sem nenhum véu a separar a gente, vamos viver, em Deus, a amizade que aqui nos preparou para Ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Você acredita nessas coisas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Então ore para que nós vivamos como quem sabe que vai morrer um dia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e que morramos como quem soube viver direito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Amizade só faz sentido se traz o céu para mais perto da gente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="center" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e se inaugura aqui mesmo o seu começo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mas, se eu morrer antes de você, acho que não vou estranhar o céu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ser seu amigo... já é um pedaço dele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  align="right" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psicografia de Chico Xavier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-2822338503207033346?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2822338503207033346/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=2822338503207033346' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/2822338503207033346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/2822338503207033346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2010/01/s-e-eu-morrer-antes-de-voce-faca-me-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S0upiBn15yI/AAAAAAAABss/wgaYdTyWMGs/s72-c/Foto-A0750.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-880687468771059352</id><published>2010-01-10T20:58:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T18:13:07.268-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clarice Lispector'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S0uTbYzVszI/AAAAAAAABsk/kpT0eYLsGtI/s1600-h/Imagem000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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 &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e nela só se tem uma chance&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;de fazer aquilo que quer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tenha felicidade bastante para fazê-la doce.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dificuldades para fazê-la forte.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tristeza para fazê-la humana.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E esperança suficiente para fazê-la feliz.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As pessoas mais felizes não têm as melhores coisas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Elas sabem fazer o melhor das oportunidades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;que aparecem em seus caminhos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A felicidade aparece para aqueles que choram.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Para aqueles que se machucam.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Para aqueles que buscam e tentam sempre.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E para aqueles que reconhecem a importância&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;das pessoas que passam por suas vidas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S0pwI0njN-I/AAAAAAAABsU/VvldKUQ-DMA/s1600-h/atw.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-880687468771059352?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/880687468771059352/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=880687468771059352' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/880687468771059352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/880687468771059352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2010/01/normal-0-21-false-false-false.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/S0uTbYzVszI/AAAAAAAABsk/kpT0eYLsGtI/s72-c/Imagem000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-78510941711999783</id><published>2009-10-31T18:27:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T19:33:46.442-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deus Negro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preconceito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neimar de Barros'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/Suy49RXxfVI/AAAAAAAABrE/Z1kISVOX1vs/s1600-h/Cisne+negro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/Suy49RXxfVI/AAAAAAAABrE/Z1kISVOX1vs/s400/Cisne+negro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398893416085028178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEUS NEGRO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;     Neimar de Barros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eu, detestando pretos,&lt;br /&gt;Eu, sem coração!&lt;br /&gt;Eu, perdido num coreto,&lt;br /&gt;Gritando: "Separação"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu, você, nós... nós todos,&lt;br /&gt;cheios de preconceitos,&lt;br /&gt;fugindo como se eles carregassem lodo,&lt;br /&gt;lodo na cor...&lt;br /&gt;E, com petulância, arrogância,&lt;br /&gt;afastando a pele irmã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas,&lt;br /&gt;estou pensando agora,&lt;br /&gt;e quando chegar minha hora ?&lt;br /&gt;Meu Deus, se eu morresse amanhã, de manhã?&lt;br /&gt;Numa viagem esquisita, entre nuvens feias e bonitas,&lt;br /&gt;se eu chegasse lá e um porteiro manco,&lt;br /&gt;como os aleijados que eu gozei, viesse abrir a porta,&lt;br /&gt;e eu reparasse em sua vista torta, igual àquela que eu critiquei?&lt;br /&gt;Se a sua mão tateasse pelo trinco,&lt;br /&gt;como as mãos do cego que não ajudei ?&lt;br /&gt;Se a porta rangesse, chorando os choros que provoquei ?&lt;br /&gt;Se uma criança me tomasse pela mão,&lt;br /&gt;criança como aquela que não embalei,&lt;br /&gt;e me levasse por um corredor florido, colorido,&lt;br /&gt;como as flores que eu jamais dei ?&lt;br /&gt;Se eu sentisse o chão frio,&lt;br /&gt;como o dos presídios que não visitei ?&lt;br /&gt;Se eu visse as paredes caindo,&lt;br /&gt;como as das creches e asilos que não ajudei ?&lt;br /&gt;E se a criança tirasse corpos do caminho,&lt;br /&gt;corpos que eu não levantei&lt;br /&gt;dando desculpas de que eram bêbados, mas eram epiléticos,&lt;br /&gt;que era vagabundagem, mas era fome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu Deus !&lt;br /&gt;Agora me assusta pronunciar seu nome .&lt;br /&gt;E se mais para a frente a criança cobrisse o corpo nu,&lt;br /&gt;da prostituta que eu usei,&lt;br /&gt;ou do moribundo que não olhei,&lt;br /&gt;ou da velha que não respeitei,&lt;br /&gt;ou da mãe que não amei ?&lt;br /&gt;Corpo de alguém exposto, jogado por minha causa,&lt;br /&gt;porque não estendi a mão, porque no amor fiz pausa e dei,&lt;br /&gt;sei lá, só dei desgosto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, no fim do corredor, o início da decepção .&lt;br /&gt;Que raiva, que desespero,&lt;br /&gt;se visse o mecânico, o operário, aquele vizinho,&lt;br /&gt;o maldito funcionário, e até, até o padeiro,&lt;br /&gt;todos sorrindo não sei de quê?&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Sei sim, riem da minha decepção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus não está vestido de ouro. Mas como?&lt;br /&gt;Está num simples trono.&lt;br /&gt;Simples como não fui, humilde como não sou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus decepção .&lt;br /&gt;Deus na cor que eu não queria,&lt;br /&gt;Deus cara a cara, face a face,&lt;br /&gt;sem aquela imponente classe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus simples! Deus negro !&lt;br /&gt;Deus negro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Eu...&lt;br /&gt;Racista, egoísta. E agora ?&lt;br /&gt;Na terra só persegui os pretos,&lt;br /&gt;não aluguei casa, não apertei a mão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu Deus você é negro, que desilusão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que vai me dar uma morada?&lt;br /&gt;Será que vai apertar minha mão? Que nada .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu Deus você é negro, que decepção!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não dei emprego, virei o rosto. E agora?&lt;br /&gt;Será que vai me dar um canto, vai me cobrir com seu manto?&lt;br /&gt;Ou vai me virar o rosto no embalo da bofetada que dei?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus, eu não podia adivinhar.&lt;br /&gt;Por que você se fez assim?&lt;br /&gt;Por que se fez preto, preto como o engraxate,&lt;br /&gt;aquele que expulsei da frente de casa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus, pregaram você na cruz&lt;br /&gt;e você me pregou uma peça.&lt;br /&gt;Eu me esforcei à beça em tantas coisas,&lt;br /&gt;e cheguei até a pensar em amor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas nunca,&lt;br /&gt;nunca pensei em adivinhar sua cor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-78510941711999783?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/78510941711999783/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=78510941711999783' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/78510941711999783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/78510941711999783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/10/deus-negro-neimar-de-barros-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/Suy49RXxfVI/AAAAAAAABrE/Z1kISVOX1vs/s72-c/Cisne+negro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-8212772081265078058</id><published>2009-10-07T19:37:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T18:13:21.745-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clarice Lispector'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TIf8V_GoKHI/AAAAAAAAB8U/9UukI9E4iF0/s1600/OgAAAP4g1v0_D480MRUJFBpNseSIj8amXiBgAC8bjSHA6qyfMbbpebS7VP5EQaBfNSsBvklgoAC-maqPJqASYrFbMJIAm1T1UPwyT7vpxVe5MTVtYcCZZdg5p3bF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514653723385145458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TIf8V_GoKHI/AAAAAAAAB8U/9UukI9E4iF0/s400/OgAAAP4g1v0_D480MRUJFBpNseSIj8amXiBgAC8bjSHA6qyfMbbpebS7VP5EQaBfNSsBvklgoAC-maqPJqASYrFbMJIAm1T1UPwyT7vpxVe5MTVtYcCZZdg5p3bF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; COLOR: rgb(0,51,51); FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;Imagem: Juliane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; COLOR: rgb(0,51,51); FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; COLOR: rgb(0,51,51); FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Que minha solidão me sirva de companhia.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; COLOR: rgb(0,51,51); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; COLOR: rgb(0,51,51); FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Que eu tenha a coragem de me enfrentar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; COLOR: rgb(0,51,51); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; COLOR: rgb(0,51,51); FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Que eu saiba ficar com o nada&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; COLOR: rgb(0,51,51); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; COLOR: rgb(0,51,51); FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e mesmo assim me sentir&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; COLOR: rgb(0,51,51); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,51); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;como se estivesse plena de tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; COLOR: rgb(0,51,51)" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-8212772081265078058?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8212772081265078058/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=8212772081265078058' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/8212772081265078058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/8212772081265078058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/10/normal-0-21-false-false-false_1839.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TIf8V_GoKHI/AAAAAAAAB8U/9UukI9E4iF0/s72-c/OgAAAP4g1v0_D480MRUJFBpNseSIj8amXiBgAC8bjSHA6qyfMbbpebS7VP5EQaBfNSsBvklgoAC-maqPJqASYrFbMJIAm1T1UPwyT7vpxVe5MTVtYcCZZdg5p3bF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-5013319343765149727</id><published>2009-10-07T19:17:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T19:37:10.387-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dalai Lama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexão'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/Ss0UAGqS62I/AAAAAAAABqs/nR8U4mhzfHY/s1600-h/09hvg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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color: rgb(153, 51, 153); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a id="publishButton" class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" target="" onclick="if (this.className.indexOf(&amp;quot;ubtn-disabled&amp;quot;) == -1) {var e = document['stuffform'].publish;(e.length) ? e[0].click() : e.click(); if (window.event) window.event.cancelBubble = true; return false;}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;portanto hoje é o dia certo para amar, acreditar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt; fazer e principalmente viver.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Dalai Lama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-5013319343765149727?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5013319343765149727/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=5013319343765149727' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/5013319343765149727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/5013319343765149727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/10/normal-0-21-false-false-false_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/Ss0UAGqS62I/AAAAAAAABqs/nR8U4mhzfHY/s72-c/09hvg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-272647878394445014</id><published>2009-09-22T18:10:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:37:46.357-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clarice Lispector'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SrlAaSqgojI/AAAAAAAABok/K4iCarRG108/s1600-h/Foto-A1213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SrlAaSqgojI/AAAAAAAABok/K4iCarRG108/s400/Foto-A1213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384405649929052722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                             Foto: Juliane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt; 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Eu adoro voar!&lt;br /&gt;Não me dêem fórmulas certas, por que eu não espero acertar sempre. Não me mostrem o que esperam de mim, por que vou seguir meu coração. Não me façam ser quem não sou. Não me convidem a ser igual, por que sinceramente sou diferente. Não sei amar pela metade. Não sei viver de mentira. Não sei voar de pés no chão. Sou sempre eu mesma, mas com certeza não serei a mesma pra sempre.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:18;"  &gt;                  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="fr0"&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-272647878394445014?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/272647878394445014/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=272647878394445014' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/272647878394445014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/272647878394445014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/09/foto-juliane-normal-0-21-false-false.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SrlAaSqgojI/AAAAAAAABok/K4iCarRG108/s72-c/Foto-A1213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-9052669584341762890</id><published>2009-08-11T08:21:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T18:21:10.884-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kahlil Gibran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexão'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TIf-CwAsfSI/AAAAAAAAB8c/cg0krg9sRHA/s1600/OgAAAPvzbaxLu0aAE2Y_rhUdeekF909c06DFjPb9d3sKuwC7N2Y7kc1fZdXgv-v515bIXZok4dKhPho1QFnBfoMPDzYAm1T1UOabPJxxg8N3Uzq23QS1lYH4a93I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514655591939472674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TIf-CwAsfSI/AAAAAAAAB8c/cg0krg9sRHA/s400/OgAAAPvzbaxLu0aAE2Y_rhUdeekF909c06DFjPb9d3sKuwC7N2Y7kc1fZdXgv-v515bIXZok4dKhPho1QFnBfoMPDzYAm1T1UOabPJxxg8N3Uzq23QS1lYH4a93I.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Imagem: Juliane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SoFUz0UY4EI/AAAAAAAABmQ/1NyV9B9DRms/s1600-h/Ju+e+Lu+julho+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Todo mundo possui algo que merece ser elogiado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Elogios significam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;compreensão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;. Somos excelentes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;seres humanos em nosso íntimo, e ninguém é melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;que os outros; aprenda a ver a grandeza de seu próximo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;e verá também a sua própria grandeza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-9052669584341762890?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/9052669584341762890/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=9052669584341762890' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/9052669584341762890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/9052669584341762890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/08/todo-mundo-possui-algo-que-merece-ser.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TIf-CwAsfSI/AAAAAAAAB8c/cg0krg9sRHA/s72-c/OgAAAPvzbaxLu0aAE2Y_rhUdeekF909c06DFjPb9d3sKuwC7N2Y7kc1fZdXgv-v515bIXZok4dKhPho1QFnBfoMPDzYAm1T1UOabPJxxg8N3Uzq23QS1lYH4a93I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-5678701833862621733</id><published>2009-07-21T18:13:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T17:55:27.203-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kahlil Gibran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexão'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TIf22i84WgI/AAAAAAAAB78/LwzY2jDYuLc/s1600/aniversario_de_arthur_2_anos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514647685693987330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TIf22i84WgI/AAAAAAAAB78/LwzY2jDYuLc/s400/aniversario_de_arthur_2_anos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SmYxAFXGqxI/AAAAAAAABlo/w9137FQXqhI/s1600-h/aniversario.de.arthur.2.anos.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagem: Juliane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando duas pessoas se encontram, elas devem ser &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;como dois lírios aquáticos que se abrem lado a lado, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;cada um mostrando seu coração dourado, e refletindo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;o lago, as nuvens, e os céus. Não consigo entender &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;porque um encontro sempre gera o oposto disso, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;ou seja, corações fechados e medo de sofrimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514647918276634914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TIf3EFY56SI/AAAAAAAAB8E/4B9QKlj2Sf0/s400/yun_6269.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-5678701833862621733?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5678701833862621733/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=5678701833862621733' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/5678701833862621733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/5678701833862621733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TIf22i84WgI/AAAAAAAAB78/LwzY2jDYuLc/s72-c/aniversario_de_arthur_2_anos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-356010336492272760</id><published>2009-06-10T14:36:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T18:05:31.518-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pablo Neruda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexão'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/Si_vaeX4JGI/AAAAAAAABhs/etXd0dd902c/s1600-h/bg_10504203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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 &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sê um arbusto no vale mas sê&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;o melhor arbusto à margem do regato.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sê um ramo, se não puderes ser uma árvore.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Se não puderes ser um ramo, sê um pouco de relva&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;E dá alegria a algum caminho.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Se não puderes ser uma estrada,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sê apenas uma senda,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Se não puderes ser o Sol, sê uma estrela.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Não é pelo tamanho que terás êxito ou fracasso...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mas sê o melhor no que quer que sejas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pablo Neruda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-356010336492272760?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/356010336492272760/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=356010336492272760' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/356010336492272760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/356010336492272760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/06/normal-0-21-false-false-false_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/Si_vaeX4JGI/AAAAAAAABhs/etXd0dd902c/s72-c/bg_10504203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-4731844056156395054</id><published>2009-06-10T11:01:00.015-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T14:46:58.000-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='espiritismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clayton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexão'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/Si_Y-Pl141I/AAAAAAAABhk/2_JkI342I_k/s1600-h/debora+mont.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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 &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="verdana" style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;A dor te visitou, sem aviso prévio.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;É compreensível que a emotividade te envolva,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;diante de acontecimentos que te atingirem no âmago do ser.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Contudo, procura raciocinar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lembra-te do amparo de Deus, que já te sustentou em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;outras situações difíceis.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Recorda as palavras de Jesus, prometendo consolação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;aos que sofrem.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lembra-te dos amigos espirituais que te guiam e vem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;sustentando os passos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;por entre os caminhos espinhosos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Equilibra-te na certeza de que o tempo é solucionador natural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;de todos problemas que não possas resolver de imediato.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Confia em Deus e segue para frente.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Amanhã compreenderás melhor as razões das dores,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;que, hoje padecem incompreensíveis.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clayton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Ditado pelo Espírito Augusto)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-4731844056156395054?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4731844056156395054/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=4731844056156395054' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/4731844056156395054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/4731844056156395054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/06/normal-0-21-false-false-false.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/Si_Y-Pl141I/AAAAAAAABhk/2_JkI342I_k/s72-c/debora+mont.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-7956056698834542776</id><published>2009-05-29T21:27:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T14:49:11.987-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Professor Hermógenes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexão'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SiB9pu_3VOI/AAAAAAAABhE/CypyPioXQcY/s1600-h/ma%C3%A7aok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Se o que desejas, no entanto, são os mais saborosos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;maduros, bonitos e suculentos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;deverás ter paciência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Senta-te sem ansiedades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Acalma-te, ama, perdoa, renuncia, medita e guarda silêncio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Aguarda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Os frutos vão amadurecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Professor Hermógenes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-7956056698834542776?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7956056698834542776/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=7956056698834542776' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/7956056698834542776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/7956056698834542776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/05/normal-0-21-false-false-false_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SiB9pu_3VOI/AAAAAAAABhE/CypyPioXQcY/s72-c/ma%C3%A7aok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-58285763889473115</id><published>2009-05-29T21:14:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:33:57.714-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Professor Hermógenes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexão'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SiB6sUvhRsI/AAAAAAAABg8/hJlxA9UqHNs/s1600-h/Imagem009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SdIq-jWItlI/AAAAAAAABco/yjU6CyTsKGM/s400/63.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319361364006319698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;imagem: Juliane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo passa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Se pudéssemos ter consciência do quanto nossa vida é efêmera, talvez pensássemos duas vezes antes de jogar fora as oportunidades que temos de ser e de fazer os outros felizes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nos entristecemos por coisas pequenas e perdemos minutos e horas preciosos. Perdemos dias, às vezes anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nos calamos quando deveríamos falar; falamos demais quando deveríamos ficar em silêncio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não damos o abraço que tanto nossa alma pede porque algo em nós impede essa aproximação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não damos um beijo carinhoso "porque não estamos acostumados com isso" e&lt;br /&gt;Não dizemos que gostamos porque achamos que o outro sabe automaticamente o que sentimos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E passa a noite e chega o dia, o sol nasce e adormece e continuamos os mesmos, fechados em nós. Reclamamos do que não temos, ou achamos que não temos suficiente. Cobramos. Dos outros. Da vida. De nós mesmos. Nos consumimos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E o tempo passa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Até que, inesperadamente, acordamos e olhamos pra trás. E então nos perguntamos: e agora?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Agora, hoje, ainda é tempo de reconstruir, de dar o abraço, de dizer uma palavra carinhosa, de agradecer pelo que temos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nunca se é velho demais ou jovem demais para amar, dizer uma palavra gentil ou fazer um gesto carinhoso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O que passou, passou. O que perdemos, perdemos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Olhe para frente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda é tempo de agradecer pela vida, que mesmo efêmera, ainda está em nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pense! Ainda tem tempo!!! Não o perca mais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mensagem do dia 31.03.2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;do Programa "Mais Você"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-3657913298911645545?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3657913298911645545/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=3657913298911645545' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/3657913298911645545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/3657913298911645545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-tempo-passa-se-pudessemos-ter.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SdIq-jWItlI/AAAAAAAABco/yjU6CyTsKGM/s72-c/63.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-4644583805502050815</id><published>2009-03-22T14:55:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:21:40.480-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bíblia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eclesiastes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/ScZ_CZMJ7dI/AAAAAAAABaI/L2iFzwGDxbM/s1600-h/ensaio+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/ScZ_CZMJ7dI/AAAAAAAABaI/L2iFzwGDxbM/s400/ensaio+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316076089255783890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;foto cedida por Juliane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tudo tem o seu tempo determinado, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e há tempo para todo propósito    debaixo do céu:&lt;br /&gt;há tempo de nascer e tempo de morrer;&lt;br /&gt;tempo de plantar e    tempo de arrancar o que se plantou;&lt;br /&gt;tempo de matar e tempo de curar;  &lt;br /&gt;tempo de derribar e tempo de edificar;&lt;br /&gt;tempo de chorar e tempo de rir;  &lt;br /&gt;tempo de prantear e tempo de saltar de alegria;&lt;br /&gt;tempo de espalhar pedras    e tempo de ajuntar pedras;&lt;br /&gt;tempo de abraçar e tempo de afastar-se de    abraçar;&lt;br /&gt;tempo de buscar e tempo de perder;&lt;br /&gt;tempo de guardar e tempo de    deitar fora;&lt;br /&gt;tempo de rasgar e tempo de coser;&lt;br /&gt;tempo de estar calado e    tempo de falar;&lt;br /&gt;tempo de amar e tempo de aborrecer;&lt;br /&gt;tempo de guerra e    tempo de paz"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Arial;font-size:7;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eclesiastes 3.1-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/ScaFu13_onI/AAAAAAAABaQ/PxCKddERSXM/s1600-h/000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/ScaFu13_onI/AAAAAAAABaQ/PxCKddERSXM/s400/000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316083449939862130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;foto cedida por Juliane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então entendi que nesta vida tudo o que a pessoa pode fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;é procurar ser feliz e viver o melhor que puder.  Todos nós &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;devemos comer e beber, e aproveitar bem aquilo que ganhamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;com o nosso trabalho. Isso  é um presente de Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eclesiastes 3.12&lt;br /&gt;Bíblia Sagrada&lt;br /&gt;(Nova tradução na linguagem de hoje)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-4644583805502050815?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4644583805502050815/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=4644583805502050815' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/4644583805502050815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/4644583805502050815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/03/tudo-tem-o-seu-tempo-determinado-e-ha.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/ScZ_CZMJ7dI/AAAAAAAABaI/L2iFzwGDxbM/s72-c/ensaio+074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-840823113421363989</id><published>2009-03-21T09:41:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T10:00:29.496-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles Chaplin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/ScTkrXLHZNI/AAAAAAAABZw/Ofr6OLG-8F4/s1600-h/Palco%2Bda%2Bvida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/ScTkrXLHZNI/AAAAAAAABZw/Ofr6OLG-8F4/s400/Palco%2Bda%2Bvida.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315624893810173138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" class="fr"&gt;A vida é uma peça de teatro que não permite ensaios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" class="fr"&gt;Por isso, cante, chore, dance, ria e viva intensamente,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" class="fr"&gt;antes que a cortina se feche e a peça termine sem aplausos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;Charles Chaplin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Charles_Chaplin/" class="autor"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-840823113421363989?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/840823113421363989/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=840823113421363989' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/840823113421363989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/840823113421363989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/03/vida-e-uma-peca-de-teatro-que-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/ScTkrXLHZNI/AAAAAAAABZw/Ofr6OLG-8F4/s72-c/Palco%2Bda%2Bvida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-5941493330341801707</id><published>2009-03-19T18:13:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T21:12:52.265-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aniversário'/><title type='text'>20 de março - Primeiro aniversário do "Pensamentos"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/ScLdgA3-dJI/AAAAAAAABZo/IiCbzGdge60/s1600-h/windowslivewriterfelizaniversrio-686feliz-aniversario-com-baloes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/ScLdgA3-dJI/AAAAAAAABZo/IiCbzGdge60/s400/windowslivewriterfelizaniversrio-686feliz-aniversario-com-baloes2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315054052310938770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;“Nenhuma atividade no bem é insignificante... As mais altas árvores são oriundas de minúsculas sementes. A repercussão da prática do bem é inimaginável... Para servir a Deus, ninguém necessita sair do seu próprio lugar ou reivindicar condições diferentes daquelas que possui.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Chico Xavier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Agradeço a todos que de certa forma participaram deste blog, visitando, fazendo  comentários, elogiando ... Espero que as "minúsculas sementes" que lancei, se transformem em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;"altas árvores" dentro do coração de cada um.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-5941493330341801707?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5941493330341801707/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=5941493330341801707' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/5941493330341801707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/5941493330341801707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/03/20-de-marco-primeiro-aniversario-do.html' title='20 de março - Primeiro aniversário do &quot;Pensamentos&quot;'/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/ScLdgA3-dJI/AAAAAAAABZo/IiCbzGdge60/s72-c/windowslivewriterfelizaniversrio-686feliz-aniversario-com-baloes2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-7869875350863692894</id><published>2009-03-08T15:57:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:23:09.662-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dia internacional da mulher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinícius de Morais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poemas'/><title type='text'>Dia Internacional da Mulher!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SbQXUHrlzLI/AAAAAAAABZQ/U9RYrlhSmLI/s1600-h/21.01.2009+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SbQXUHrlzLI/AAAAAAAABZQ/U9RYrlhSmLI/s400/21.01.2009+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310895495003360434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;foto de Juliane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ah, que a mulher dê sempre a impressão de que, se se fechar os olhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ao abrí-los ela não mais estará presente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;com seu sorriso e suas tramas. Que ela surja, não venha;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;parta, não vá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e que possua uma certa capacidade de emudecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;subitamente e nos fazer beber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;o fel da dúvida. Oh, sobretudo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;que ela não perca nunca, não importa em que mundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;não importa em que circunstâncias, a sua infinita volubilidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;de pássaro; e que acariciada no fundo de si mesma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;transforme-se em fera sem perder sua graça de ave;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e que exale sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;o impossível perfume; e destile sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;o embriagante mel; e cante sempre o inaudível canto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;da sua combustão; e não deixe de ser nunca a eterna dançarina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;do efêmero; e em sua incalculável imperfeição&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;constitua a coisa mais bela e mais perfeita de toda a criação inumerável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Vinícius de Morais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-7869875350863692894?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7869875350863692894/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=7869875350863692894' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/7869875350863692894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/7869875350863692894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/03/dia-internacional-da-mulher.html' title='Dia Internacional da Mulher!'/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SbQXUHrlzLI/AAAAAAAABZQ/U9RYrlhSmLI/s72-c/21.01.2009+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-5904844905148130348</id><published>2009-02-22T14:07:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T15:35:45.884-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Demônio e a Srta. Prym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SaGGjCWXUII/AAAAAAAABUs/3tSlXbgqZ60/s1600-h/foto2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SaGGjCWXUII/AAAAAAAABUs/3tSlXbgqZ60/s400/foto2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305669772503371906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;                                                                                                                                      &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; imagem cedida por Juliane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre que você quiser conseguir alguma coisa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;mantenha os olhos abertos, concentre-se, e saiba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;exatamente o que deseja. Ninguém atinge seu alvo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;com os olhos fechados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;O Demônio e a Srta. Prym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Paulo Coelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-5904844905148130348?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5904844905148130348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=5904844905148130348' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/5904844905148130348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/5904844905148130348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/02/sempre-que-voce-quiser-conseguir-alguma.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SaGGjCWXUII/AAAAAAAABUs/3tSlXbgqZ60/s72-c/foto2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-1287923393459287054</id><published>2009-02-14T19:39:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:09:00.653-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Um Santo no Lugar Errado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SZdNbwxdU1I/AAAAAAAABUc/_9X-gMdb-Pk/s1600-h/jesusamigo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 381px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SZdNbwxdU1I/AAAAAAAABUc/_9X-gMdb-Pk/s400/jesusamigo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302792225596199762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Um Santo no Lugar Errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 38.2pt; text-align: left;"&gt;“&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Certa vez, perguntei para o Ramesh, um de meus mestres na Índia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 38.2pt; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"&gt;- Por que existem pessoas que saem facilmente dos problemas mais complicados, enquanto outras sofrem por problemas muito pequenos, morrem afogadas num copo de água?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 38.2pt; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"&gt;Ele simplesmente sorriu e me contou uma história.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 38.2pt; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"&gt;… “Era um sujeito que viveu amorosamente toda a sua vida. Quando morreu, todo mundo lhe falou para ir ao céu. Um homem tão bondoso quanto ele somente poderia ir para o Paraíso. Ir para o céu não era tão importante para aquele homem, mas mesmo assim ele foi até lá. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 38.2pt; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"&gt;Naquela época, o céu não havia ainda passado por um programa de qualidade total. A recepção não funcionava muito bem. A moça que o recebeu deu uma olhada rápida nas fichas em cima do balcão e, como não viu o nome dele na lista, lhe orientou para ir ao Inferno.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 38.2pt; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"&gt;E, no Inferno, ninguém exige crachá nem convite, qualquer um que chega é convidado a entrar. O sujeito entrou e foi ficando…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 38.2pt; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"&gt;Alguns dias depois, Lúcifer chega furioso às portas do Paraíso para tomar satisfações com São Pedro:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 38.2pt; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"&gt;- Isso que você está fazendo é puro terrorismo!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 38.2pt; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"&gt;Sem saber o motivo de tanta raiva, Pedro pergunta do que se trata. Um transtornado Lúcifer responde:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 38.2pt; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"&gt;- Você mandou aquele sujeito para o Inferno e ele está me desmoralizando! Chegou escutando as pessoas, olhando-as nos olhos, conversando com elas. Agora, está todo mundo dialogando, se abraçando, se beijando. O inferno não é lugar para isso! Por favor, traga este sujeito para cá!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 38.2pt; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"&gt;Quando Ramesh terminou de contar esta história olhou-me carinhosamente e disse:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 38.2pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Viva com tanto amor no coração que se, por engano, você for parar no Inferno, o próprio demônio lhe trará de volta ao Paraíso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 38.2pt; text-align: center;"&gt;Autor desconhecido&lt;/p&gt;Retirado de   &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;color:gray;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://colunas.g1.com.br/paulocoelho/2007/08/page/2/"&gt;http://colunas.g1.com.br/paulocoelho/2007/08/page/2/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;color:gray;"   &gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-1287923393459287054?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1287923393459287054/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=1287923393459287054' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/1287923393459287054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/1287923393459287054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/02/um-santo-no-lugar-errado-certa-vez.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SZdNbwxdU1I/AAAAAAAABUc/_9X-gMdb-Pk/s72-c/jesusamigo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-1876061461552975300</id><published>2009-02-14T16:40:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T17:07:34.468-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antônio Maia'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SZcit3v-naI/AAAAAAAABUU/S2rq0dYevQA/s1600-h/05-10-17_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SZcit3v-naI/AAAAAAAABUU/S2rq0dYevQA/s400/05-10-17_03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302745257706692002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sedokaomorutaru.blogspot.com/2008/12/tem-po-velho.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Tem pão velho?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;Vou contar um fato corriqueiro, que, inesperadamente, me trouxe uma grande lição de vida. Era um fim de tarde de sábado. Eu estava molhando o jardim da minha casa, quando fui interpelada por um garotinho com pouco mais de 9 anos, dizendo:&lt;br /&gt;- Dona, tem pão velho?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;Essa coisa de pedir pão velho sempre me incomodou desde criança. Olhei para aquele menino tão nostálgico e perguntei: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;- Onde você mora? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;- Depois do zoológico. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;- Bem longe, hein? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;- É... mas eu tenho que pedir as coisas para comer. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;- Você está na escola? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;- Não. Minha mãe não pode comprar material. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;- Seu pai mora com vocês? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;- Ele sumiu. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;E o papo prosseguiu, até que disse: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;- Vou buscar o pão. Serve pão novo? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;- Não precisa, não. A senhora já conversou comigo, isso é suficiente. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;Esta resposta caiu em mim como um raio. Tive a sensação de ter absorvido toda a solidão e a falta de amor daquela criança, daquele menino de apenas 9 anos, já sem sonhos, sem brinquedos, sem comida, sem escola e tão necessitado de um papo, de uma conversa amiga. Caros amigos, quantas lições podemos tirar desta resposta: "Não precisa, não. A senhora já conversou comigo, isso é suficiente!" Que poder mágico tem o gesto de falar e ouvir com amor! Alguns anos já se passaram e continuam pedindo "pão velho" na minha casa... e eu dando "pão novo", mas procurando antes compartilhar o pão das pequenas conversas, o pão dos gestos que acolhem e promovem. Este pão de amor não fica velho, porque é fabricado no coração de quem acredita Naquele que disse: "Eu sou o pão da vida! "Verifique quantas pessoas talvez estejam esperando uma só palavra sua... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;Antônio Maia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-1876061461552975300?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1876061461552975300/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=1876061461552975300' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/1876061461552975300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/1876061461552975300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/02/tem-pao-velho-vou-contar-um-fato.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SZcit3v-naI/AAAAAAAABUU/S2rq0dYevQA/s72-c/05-10-17_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-3108004931544388638</id><published>2009-02-12T17:42:00.013-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:06:47.805-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Esse blog Vale Ouro'/><title type='text'>Esse blog Vale Ouro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SZSJwSSvN4I/AAAAAAAABT8/urxq4peVsnM/s1600-h/vale_ouro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SZSJwSSvN4I/AAAAAAAABT8/urxq4peVsnM/s400/vale_ouro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302014123959072642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recebi este prêmio da Amiga Renata &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do Blog Próprio Veneno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://oproprioveneno.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Regras:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Colocar o link de quem te indicou pro meme.&lt;br /&gt;2. Escrever estas 5 regras antes do seu meme pra deixar a brincadeira mais clara.&lt;br /&gt;3. Contar os 6 fatos aleatórios sobre você .&lt;br /&gt;4. Indicar 6 blogueiros pra continuar a brincadeira.&lt;br /&gt;5. Avisar para esses blogueiros que eles foram indicados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seis coisas sobre mim:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Não sei falar sobre mim, acho muito difícil.&lt;br /&gt;2-Sou mãe coruja... e vó também.&lt;br /&gt;3-Tenho poucos amigos  ( minhas amizades  são sinceras,&lt;br /&gt;gosto de escolher bem.)&lt;br /&gt;4-Tenho mania de perfeição (tudo tem que está bem&lt;br /&gt;certinho, bem alinhado...).Quem diz isto é minha filha.&lt;br /&gt;5-Gosto muito de fotografias ( de tirá-las, não de ser fotografada.)&lt;br /&gt;6-Gosto muito de ler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meus escolhidos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://crisrubi.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://crisrubi.blogspot.com/ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://rosasepalavras.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://rosasepalavras.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lacoeabraco.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://lacoeabraco.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://instantespequenos.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://instantespequenos.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.br.inter.net/blog/luznapenumbra/"&gt;http://blog.br.inter.net/blog/luznapenumbra/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-3108004931544388638?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3108004931544388638/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=3108004931544388638' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/3108004931544388638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/3108004931544388638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/02/esse-blog-vale-ouro.html' title='Esse blog Vale Ouro'/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SZSJwSSvN4I/AAAAAAAABT8/urxq4peVsnM/s72-c/vale_ouro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-8218901388229191967</id><published>2009-02-04T12:32:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T18:05:14.529-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mahatma Gandhi'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514650065212312082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TIf5BDWQihI/AAAAAAAAB8M/24HyNw7GI6Q/s400/22_01_2009_Passeio_na_praia_011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagem cedida por Juliane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Não existe um caminho para a felicidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A felicidade é o caminho.&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Nunca perca a fé na humanidade,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;pois ela é como um oceano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;só porque existem algumas gotas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;de água suja nele, não quer dizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;que ele esteja sujo por completo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;O que quer que você faça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;será insignificante,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;mas é muito importante que você o faça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Se um único homem atingir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;a plenitude do amor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;neutralizará o ódio de milhões.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Seja a mudança que quer ver no mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(Mαhα&lt;/span&gt;┼&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;мα Gαηđhi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-8218901388229191967?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8218901388229191967/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=8218901388229191967' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/8218901388229191967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/8218901388229191967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/02/nao-existe-um-caminho-para-felicidade.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TIf5BDWQihI/AAAAAAAAB8M/24HyNw7GI6Q/s72-c/22_01_2009_Passeio_na_praia_011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-3878037226599524196</id><published>2009-01-28T18:13:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T15:31:40.402-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chico Xavier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psicografia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silva LObato'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SYDLTwGwOJI/AAAAAAAABRY/zkW5F4OEMaI/s1600-h/WallpaperSilvaLobato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SYDLTwGwOJI/AAAAAAAABRY/zkW5F4OEMaI/s400/WallpaperSilvaLobato.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296456701978884242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-3878037226599524196?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3878037226599524196/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=3878037226599524196' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/3878037226599524196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/3878037226599524196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SYDLTwGwOJI/AAAAAAAABRY/zkW5F4OEMaI/s72-c/WallpaperSilvaLobato.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-3087654736755761400</id><published>2009-01-26T11:49:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T12:31:40.378-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guerreiro da Luz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SX3OWGoc05I/AAAAAAAABRI/rJU4Zdc-XiQ/s1600-h/http+www.indiosonlinesem-mulungu-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SX3OWGoc05I/AAAAAAAABRI/rJU4Zdc-XiQ/s400/http+www.indiosonlinesem-mulungu-web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295615615990289298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Imagem: http://www.indiosonline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Na loja de flores&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A mulher caminhava por um centro comercial quando reparou&lt;br /&gt;no cartaz: uma nova loja de flores. Ao entrar, levou um susto;&lt;br /&gt;não viu nenhum vaso, nenhum arranjo, mas era Deus, em pessoa,&lt;br /&gt;que estava atendendo no balcão.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;–&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Pode pedir o que quiser - disse Deus .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;– &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quero ser feliz. Quero paz, dinheiro, capacidade de ser compreendida.&lt;br /&gt;Quero ir para o céu quando morrer. E quero que tudo isto seja também concedido aos meus amigos. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deus abriu alguns potes que estavam na prateleira atrás dele, tirou vários grãos de dentro, e estendeu para a mulher.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;– Aí estão as sementes - disse. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;– Comece a plantá-las, porque aqui nós não vendemos os frutos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guerreiro da Luz Online - Paulo Coelho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-3087654736755761400?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3087654736755761400/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=3087654736755761400' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/3087654736755761400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/3087654736755761400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/01/imagem-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SX3OWGoc05I/AAAAAAAABRI/rJU4Zdc-XiQ/s72-c/http+www.indiosonlinesem-mulungu-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-7900787100907343198</id><published>2009-01-26T11:38:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T19:01:39.885-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geir Campos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plantar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TIgHtWYbGcI/AAAAAAAAB9E/wHZnLs07MXo/s1600/plantando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514666219398699458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TIgHtWYbGcI/AAAAAAAAB9E/wHZnLs07MXo/s400/plantando.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SX3LwO31phI/AAAAAAAABRA/jABdWd-VVpY/s1600-h/plantando.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,51); FONT-WEIGHT: boldfont-size:100%;" &gt;Uma coisa é colher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,51); FONT-WEIGHT: boldfont-size:100%;" &gt;Outra é plantar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,51); FONT-WEIGHT: boldfont-size:100%;" &gt;Colheita é receber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,51); FONT-WEIGHT: boldfont-size:100%;" &gt;Plantio é dar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,51); FONT-WEIGHT: boldfont-size:100%;" &gt;Não faça com que a pressa de colher,&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estrague o seu momento de plantar .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geir Campos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-7900787100907343198?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7900787100907343198/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=7900787100907343198' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/7900787100907343198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/7900787100907343198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/01/uma-coisa-colher-outra-plantar-colheita.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/TIgHtWYbGcI/AAAAAAAAB9E/wHZnLs07MXo/s72-c/plantando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-6201983293222333421</id><published>2009-01-13T17:03:00.013-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T15:02:36.785-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sonhos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Augusto Cury'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Augusto Cury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SWz0kSKQF6I/AAAAAAAABIA/G2QDN9asDuo/s1600-h/perola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SWz0kSKQF6I/AAAAAAAABIA/G2QDN9asDuo/s400/perola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290872566440794018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:black;" &gt;Apesar dos nossos defeitos, precisamos enxergar que somos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" class="fr0"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;pérolas únicas no teatro da vida e entender que não existem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" class="fr0"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; pessoas de sucesso e pessoas fracassadas. O que existem são&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="fr0"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pessoas que lutam pelos seus sonhos ou desistem deles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SWz5Ml_TRjI/AAAAAAAABIY/PAaB50b7LHI/s1600-h/tartaruga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SWz5Ml_TRjI/AAAAAAAABIY/PAaB50b7LHI/s400/tartaruga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290877657004852786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="fr0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A maior aventura de um ser humano é viajar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E a maior viagem que alguém pode empreender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;É para dentro de si mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E o modo mais emocionante de realizá-la é ler um livro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pois um livro revela que a vida é o maior de todos os livros,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mas é pouco útil para quem não souber ler nas entrelinhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E descobrir o que as palavras não disseram...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h4&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SWz5Ml_TRjI/AAAAAAAABIY/PAaB50b7LHI/s1600-h/tartaruga.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SWz8OoG0s6I/AAAAAAAABIg/_z4K_XOUsgg/s1600-h/frase_erros_clarice.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SWz8OoG0s6I/AAAAAAAABIg/_z4K_XOUsgg/s400/frase_erros_clarice.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290880990467896226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" class="fr"&gt;Uma pessoa inteligente aprende com os seus erros,&lt;br /&gt;uma pessoa sábia aprende com os erros dos outros.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SWz2cvtH-CI/AAAAAAAABIQ/92rOeTK_d1c/s1600-h/wallp_escolha_andreluiz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SWz2cvtH-CI/AAAAAAAABIQ/92rOeTK_d1c/s400/wallp_escolha_andreluiz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290874635955992610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Desejo que você&lt;br /&gt;Não tenha medo da vida, tenha medo de não vivê-la.&lt;br /&gt;Não há céu sem tempestades, nem caminhos sem acidentes.&lt;br /&gt;Só é digno do pódio quem usa as derrotas para alcançá-lo.&lt;br /&gt;Só é digno da sabedoria quem usa as lágrimas para irrigá-la.&lt;br /&gt;Os frágeis usam a força; os fortes, a inteligência.&lt;br /&gt;Seja um sonhador, mas una seus sonhos com disciplina,&lt;br /&gt;Pois sonhos sem disciplina produzem pessoas frustradas.&lt;br /&gt;Seja um debatedor de idéias. Lute pelo que você ama.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-6201983293222333421?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6201983293222333421/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=6201983293222333421' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/6201983293222333421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/6201983293222333421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/01/augusto-cury-apesar-dos-nossos-defeitos.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SWz0kSKQF6I/AAAAAAAABIA/G2QDN9asDuo/s72-c/perola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-7534508595399837044</id><published>2009-01-13T15:55:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T17:02:25.758-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recomeço'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mário Quintana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calendário'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SWzyl5mLMeI/AAAAAAAABH4/Xri1A5yEzZA/s1600-h/Ampulheta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SWzyl5mLMeI/AAAAAAAABH4/Xri1A5yEzZA/s400/Ampulheta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290870395183509986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Imagem: http://static.flickr.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:18;color:deeppink;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bendito quem inventou o belo truque do calendário,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:18;color:deeppink;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;pois o bom da segunda-feira, do dia primeiro de cada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:18;color:deeppink;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;mês e de cada ano novo, é que nos dão a impressão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:18;color:deeppink;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;de que a vida não continua, mas recomeça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:18;color:deeppink;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mário Quintana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-7534508595399837044?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7534508595399837044/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=7534508595399837044' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/7534508595399837044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/7534508595399837044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/01/imagem-httpstatic.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SWzyl5mLMeI/AAAAAAAABH4/Xri1A5yEzZA/s72-c/Ampulheta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-8391482503192073785</id><published>2009-01-02T12:21:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T15:37:02.127-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alegria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compreensão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solidariedade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compaixão'/><title type='text'>Fim de Ano...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SV4ysPXwcMI/AAAAAAAABGw/hyl_x9XI02c/s1600-h/lu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SV4ysPXwcMI/AAAAAAAABGw/hyl_x9XI02c/s400/lu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286718748201349314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Puxa! Nessa época do ano bate aquela nostalgia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;E como é lindo ver a epidemia de solidariedade que acontece todos os anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Pena acontecer apenas no fim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;O que acontece com o resto do ano?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;A alegria, a compreensão, a compaixão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;o amor, só podem acontecer nas vésperas do fim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Religiões a parte, nesse periodo vivemos uma fase de ótimas energias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Estes sentimentos, geralmente, estão por todo mundo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Poderiamos tê-los pelo ano inteiro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Mas estamos ocupados demais com trabalho, estudos, com nós mesmos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Só neste momento, em que tudo para, paramos também para pensar em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;mais alguém além de nós mesmos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;analizar o que fizemos antes e o queremos fazer na nova fase;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;adimirar o que nem notamos durante todo o ano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Podemos fazer isso todo tempo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Amar o "irmão" não apenas porque fazer caridade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;vai me livrar dos "pecados" que fiz durante este ano e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;proporcionar melhorias paro o ano que se inicia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;mas por nos sentirmos bem em ser utéis em fazer parte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;de uma grande corrente que existe desde que o mundo foi criado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Todos precisam de todos o tempo todo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Não apenas durante as festas de fim de ano...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(Aione Leão)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Copiado de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; http://aioneleaobruxinha.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-8391482503192073785?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8391482503192073785/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=8391482503192073785' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/8391482503192073785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/8391482503192073785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2009/01/fim-de-ano.html' title='Fim de Ano...'/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SV4ysPXwcMI/AAAAAAAABGw/hyl_x9XI02c/s72-c/lu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-4852880279138513781</id><published>2008-12-29T16:44:00.033-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:17:55.056-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selo do Prêmio Dardos'/><title type='text'>PRÊMIO DARDOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SXo4YOHxtvI/AAAAAAAABOU/IeDQYoXX2VQ/s1600-h/selo_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SXo4YOHxtvI/AAAAAAAABOU/IeDQYoXX2VQ/s400/selo_blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294606300686169842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recebí este selo do Prêmio Dardos&lt;br /&gt;do meu amigo Neto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do blog "Sobre o Berelando...": &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://txlneto.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://txlneto.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; cujas postagens &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;são lições de vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Primeiro, é importante saber que: "Com o Prémio Dardos se reconhecem os valores que cada blogueiro emprega ao transmitir valores culturais, éticos, literários, pessoais, etc. que, em suma, demonstram sua criatividade através do pensamento vivo que está e permanece intacto entre suas letras, entre suas palavras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esses selos foram criados com a intenção de promover a confraternização entre os blogueiros, uma forma de demonstrar carinho e reconhecimento por um trabalho que agregue valor à Web".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Depois, siga, por favor, essas instruções:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Você deve exibir a imagem do selo em seu blog&lt;br /&gt;2) Você deve linkar o blog pelo qual você recebeu a indicação&lt;br /&gt;3) Escolher outros 15 blogs a quem entregar o Prêmio Dardos&lt;br /&gt;4) Avisar os escolhidos, é claro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meus escolhidos são estes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Não estão por ordem de preferência,&lt;br /&gt;porque eu não saberia escolher uma&lt;br /&gt;colocação para cada um deles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SRwy03ys4bI/AAAAAAAAA44/h29FycO5IUY/s400/S%C3%A3o+jo%C3%A3o+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268141548027830706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;h4 style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;h4 style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que ter uma criança adormecida nos braços é um dos momentos mais pacíficos do mundo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que ser gentil é mais importante do que estar certo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que nunca se deve negar um presente a uma criança;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que eu sempre posso fazer uma prece por alguém quando não tenho a força para ajudá-lo de alguma outra forma;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que não importa quanta seriedade a vida exija de você, cada um de nós precisa de um amigo brincalhão para se divertir junto;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que algumas vezes tudo o que precisamos é de uma mão para segurar e um coração para nos entender;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que os passeios simples com meu pai em volta do quarteirão nas noites de verão quando eu era criança fizeram maravilhas para mim quando me tornei adulto;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que deveríamos ser gratos a Deus por não nos dar tudo que lhe pedimos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que dinheiro não compra "classe"; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="publishButton" class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="if (this.className.indexOf(&amp;quot;ubtn-disabled&amp;quot;) == -1) {var e = document['stuffform'].publish;(e.length) ? e[0].click() : e.click(); if (window.event) window.event.cancelBubble = true; return false;}"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonOuter"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonMiddle"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonInner"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que são os pequenos acontecimentos diários que tornam a vida espetacular;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que debaixo da "casca grossa" existe uma pessoa que deseja ser apreciada, compreendida e amada;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que Deus não fez tudo num só dia; o que me faz pensar que eu possa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que ignorar os fatos não os altera;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que quando você planeja se nivelar com alguém, apenas esta permitindo que essa pessoa continue a magoar você;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que o AMOR, e não o TEMPO, é que cura todas as feridas;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que a maneira mais fácil para eu crescer como pessoa é me cercar de gente mais inteligente do que eu;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que cada pessoa que a gente conhece deve ser saudada com um sorriso;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que ninguém é perfeito até que você se apaixone por essa pessoa;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que a vida é dura, mas eu sou mais ainda;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que as oportunidades nunca são perdidas; alguém vai aproveitar as que você perdeu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que quando o ancoradouro se torna amargo a felicidade vai aportar em outro lugar;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que devemos sempre ter palavras doces e gentis pois amanhã talvez tenhamos que engoli-las;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que um sorriso é a maneira mais barata de melhorar sua aparência;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que não posso escolher como me sinto, mas posso escolher o que fazer a respeito;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que todos querem viver no topo da montanha, mas toda felicidade e crescimento ocorre quando você esta escalando-a;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que só se deve dar conselho em duas ocasiões: quando é pedido ou quando é caso de vida ou morte;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;...que quanto menos tempo tenho, mais coisas consigo fazer.&lt;/span&gt;                          &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-407026192221284462?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/407026192221284462/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=407026192221284462' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/407026192221284462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/407026192221284462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/11/william-shakespeare-eu-aprendi.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SRwy03ys4bI/AAAAAAAAA44/h29FycO5IUY/s72-c/S%C3%A3o+jo%C3%A3o+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-1986156705533824113</id><published>2008-11-05T13:12:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:37:38.435-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sobre o Berelando...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perseverança'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SRHRGnYGa4I/AAAAAAAAAzc/mv_qPaEhYBg/s1600-h/2637563635_6c8945aba8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SRHRGnYGa4I/AAAAAAAAAzc/mv_qPaEhYBg/s400/2637563635_6c8945aba8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265219350952307586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;No milagre cotidiano, há batalhas que se&lt;br /&gt;prolongam além do necessário. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elas minam nossas forças, enfraquecem &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nosso entusiasmo e, como em toda &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;batalha muito longa, não haverá vencedor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É por isso que existem tréguas. Para parar&lt;br /&gt;a luta por um tempo, repensar a estratégia,&lt;br /&gt;estudar nossas falhas,recuperar as energias,&lt;br /&gt;porém, perseverar em nosso desejo de ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Esperar o melhor momento para reiniciar&lt;br /&gt;a batalha, não por teimosia e sim por sentir&lt;br /&gt;que é hora de continuar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Do Blog “Sobre o Berelando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;...”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Trecho da postagem “Perseverança”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-1986156705533824113?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1986156705533824113/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=1986156705533824113' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/1986156705533824113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/1986156705533824113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-milagre-cotidiano-h-batalhas-que-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SRHRGnYGa4I/AAAAAAAAAzc/mv_qPaEhYBg/s72-c/2637563635_6c8945aba8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-7912021639672092808</id><published>2008-11-02T07:59:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T09:19:24.502-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laços Eternos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zíbia Gasparetto'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SQ2XiGiIGNI/AAAAAAAAAy8/SsgP8ODtYl4/s1600-h/Escadapc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SQ2XiGiIGNI/AAAAAAAAAy8/SsgP8ODtYl4/s400/Escadapc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264030151591074002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Laços Eternos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Zíbia Gasparetto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se ainda somos falíveis e cheios de imperfeições, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deus nos convida à melhoria interior, dando-nos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a certeza de que a vida na Terra é transitória&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; e&lt;br /&gt;que os sofrimentos aqui, quando bem suportados, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;nos purificam e nos fazem aprender e progredir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-7912021639672092808?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7912021639672092808/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=7912021639672092808' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/7912021639672092808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/7912021639672092808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/11/laos-eternos-zbia-gasparetto-se-ainda.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SQ2XiGiIGNI/AAAAAAAAAy8/SsgP8ODtYl4/s72-c/Escadapc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-5413500405982295068</id><published>2008-10-27T14:32:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T15:15:30.531-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='As três mensagens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rodrigo Cardoso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SQYBlWN_d2I/AAAAAAAAAyc/Hnzux06ShO0/s1600-h/cartas-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SQYBlWN_d2I/AAAAAAAAAyc/Hnzux06ShO0/s400/cartas-thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261894955760056162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                                                                     As três mensagens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Enumeradas ao fim de uma carta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;encontrei três mensagens das quais meu pai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;sempre me falara e que tanto desejei conhecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;A primeira mensagem era:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;associe-se a pessoas positivas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Ela dizia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Os amigos são a família que nos permitimos escolher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Que essa escolha seja bem feita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Os amigos com quem temos afinidades são ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;em geral, um espelho de nossas crenças,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;valores e identidades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;A segunda mensagem dizia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;aprenda a usar o poder da palavra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;A palavra falada tem poder; tem o poder de curar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;de magoar, de ferir, de resgatar a felicidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;de outro ser humano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Seja específico ao enunciar aquilo que quer da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Ensine as pessoas a falarem apenas o que desejam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;pois assim, estarão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;sempre focalizando o positivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;A terceira mensagem era:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;seja um eterno aprendiz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;e dizia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Você tem uma missão e sabe disso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Leia todos os livros que encontrar e enriqueça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;o conteúdo dos seus ensinamentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;O seu exemplo fará uma grande diferença&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;na história da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;humanidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Descubra uma forma de ensinar as três mensagens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Elas ajudarão as pessoas a dirigirem suas vidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;a um futuro melhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:16;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:16;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;          Do livro  "Faça diferente, faça a diferença"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:16;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;                                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Rodrigo Cardoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:16;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-5413500405982295068?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5413500405982295068/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=5413500405982295068' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/5413500405982295068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/5413500405982295068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/10/as-trs-mensagens-enumeradas-ao-fim-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SQYBlWN_d2I/AAAAAAAAAyc/Hnzux06ShO0/s72-c/cartas-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-1784072893031607622</id><published>2008-10-17T09:46:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T10:28:45.484-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allan Kardec'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O evangelho segundo o espiritismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prece'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SPiJbaluWiI/AAAAAAAAAv8/1V3uXRHUP8c/s1600-h/o_poder_da_oracao4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SPiJbaluWiI/AAAAAAAAAv8/1V3uXRHUP8c/s400/o_poder_da_oracao4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258103669042076194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOBRE A PRECE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;O que quer que seja que pedirdes na prece, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;crede que o obtereis, e vos será concedido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(São Marcos, cap. XI, v. 24).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;As qualidades da prece estão claramente&lt;br /&gt;definidas por Jesus; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;quando orardes, diz ele,&lt;br /&gt;não vos coloqueis em evidência, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;mas orai&lt;br /&gt;secretamente; não afeteis de muito orar, porque&lt;br /&gt;não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; é pela multiplicidade das palavras que sereis&lt;br /&gt;atendido, mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; pela sua &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;sinceridade&lt;/span&gt;;  antes de orar,&lt;br /&gt;se tendes alguma coisa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;contra alguém, perdoai-lhe,&lt;br /&gt;porque  a prece não será agradável &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;a Deus se não&lt;br /&gt;parte de um coração purificado de todo sentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contrário à caridade; orai, enfim, com &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;humildade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como o publicano, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;e não com orgulho, como o fariseu;&lt;br /&gt;examinai vossos defeitos e não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; vossas qualidades,&lt;br /&gt;e se vos comparardes aos outros, procurai o que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;há de mal em vós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Do Evangelho Segundo o Espiritismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;         Allan Kardec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-1784072893031607622?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1784072893031607622/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=1784072893031607622' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/1784072893031607622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/1784072893031607622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/10/sobre-prece-o-que-quer-que-seja-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SPiJbaluWiI/AAAAAAAAAv8/1V3uXRHUP8c/s72-c/o_poder_da_oracao4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-3215114694336691845</id><published>2008-09-26T21:14:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:52:07.984-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O pote rachado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulinas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='defeitos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SN1-_OhC58I/AAAAAAAAAv0/0Bb9epE1bBI/s1600-h/1194890767_estrad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SN1-_OhC58I/AAAAAAAAAv0/0Bb9epE1bBI/s400/1194890767_estrad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250492365277423554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;O pote rachado &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Um carregador de água na Índia levava dois potes grandes, ambos pendurados em cada ponta de uma vara, a qual ele carregava atravessada em seu pescoço. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Um dos potes tinha uma rachadura, enquanto o outro era perfeito e sempre chegava cheio de água no fim da longa jornada entre o poço e a casa do chefe. O pote rachado chegava apenas pela metade. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Foi assim por dois anos, diariamente, o carregador entregando um pote e meio de água na casa de seu chefe.&lt;br /&gt;Claro, o pote perfeito estava orgulhoso de suas realizações. Porém, o pote rachado estava envergonhado de sua imperfeição,&lt;br /&gt;e sentia-se miserável por ser capaz de realizar apenas a metade do que havia sido designado a fazer. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Após perceber que por dois anos havia sido uma falha amarga, o pote falou para o homem um dia, à beira do poço:&lt;br /&gt;- Estou envergonhado, quero pedir-lhes desculpas.&lt;br /&gt;- Por quê? - perguntou o homem.&lt;br /&gt;- De que você está envergonhado?&lt;br /&gt;- Nesses dois anos eu fui capaz de entregar apenas metade da minha carga, porque essa rachadura no meu lado faz com que a água vaze por todo o caminho da casa de seu Senhor. Por causa do meu defeito, você tem que fazer todo esse trabalho, e não ganha o salário completo dos seus esforços - disse o pote. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;O homem ficou triste pela situação do velho pote, e com compaixão falou:&lt;br /&gt;- Assim que retornarmos para a casa do meu senhor, quero que perceba as flores ao longo do caminho. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;De fato, à medida que eles subiam a montanha, o velho pote rachado notou flores selvagens ao lado do caminho, e isto lhe deu desânimo. Mas, ao fim da estrada, o pote ainda se sentia mal porque tinha vazado a metade, e de novo pediu desculpas ao homem por sua falha. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Disse o homem ao pote:&lt;br /&gt;- Você notou que pelo caminho só havia flores no seu lado do caminho?&lt;br /&gt;Notou ainda que cada dia enquanto voltávamos do poço, você as regava?&lt;br /&gt;Por dois anos eu pude colher flores para ornamentar a mesa do meu senhor.&lt;br /&gt;Se você não fosse do jeito que é, ele não poderia ter essa beleza para dar graça à sua casa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16;color:navy;"   &gt;Cada um de nós tem seus próprios e únicos defeitos. Todos nós somos potes rachados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Porém, se permitirmos, o Senhor vai usar nossos defeitos para embelezar a mesa do Pai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16;color:navy;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:16;color:navy;"   &gt;Na grandiosa economia de Deus, nada se perde. Nunca deveríamos ter medo dos nossos defeitos. Basta reconhecermos nossos defeitos e eles com certeza embelezarão a mesa de alguém… Das nossas fraquezas, devemos tirar nossa maior força…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;                                                                                      Autor desconhecido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retirado do blog.paulinas.org.br&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-3215114694336691845?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3215114694336691845/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=3215114694336691845' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/3215114694336691845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/3215114694336691845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/09/o-pote-rachado-httpblog.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SN1-_OhC58I/AAAAAAAAAv0/0Bb9epE1bBI/s72-c/1194890767_estrad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-5104854390275564453</id><published>2008-09-17T23:09:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T23:23:43.409-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cativos do Passado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Armando Fernandes de Oliveira'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SNG4wNQdxlI/AAAAAAAAAuc/o9-yn8vd4no/s1600-h/2265572246_46a4b03d00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SNG4wNQdxlI/AAAAAAAAAuc/o9-yn8vd4no/s400/2265572246_46a4b03d00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247178179195291218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Cativos do Passado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Armando Fernandes de Oliveira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acresce notar que quem sofre resignadamente, sofre menos; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;quem sofre revoltado, sofre mais. A intensidade da dor está &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ligada à maneira de como é recebida.  Nesse particular as lições &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;evangélicas representam adequado remédio, minimizando e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;curando, primeiramente as chagas da alma e depois as do corpo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;através da paciência, da compreensão e da fé, na certeza de que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;após as noites escuras há sempre uma nova alvorada, com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;renovadas perspectivas de vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-5104854390275564453?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5104854390275564453/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=5104854390275564453' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/5104854390275564453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/5104854390275564453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/09/cativos-do-passado-armando-fernandes-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SNG4wNQdxlI/AAAAAAAAAuc/o9-yn8vd4no/s72-c/2265572246_46a4b03d00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-6639092926038705418</id><published>2008-09-16T20:54:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:20:01.220-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Zahir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SNBHkm3bDBI/AAAAAAAAAtc/fuIK2iBt0h4/s1600-h/borboleta.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SNBHkm3bDBI/AAAAAAAAAtc/fuIK2iBt0h4/s400/borboleta.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246772260120497170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;O Zahir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Paulo Coelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Por isso é tão importante  deixar certas coisas irem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;embora. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soltar. Desprender-se. As pessoas precisam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;entender que ninguém &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;está jogando com cartas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;marcadas, às vezes ganhamos e às vezes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;perdemos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não espere que devolvam algo, não espere que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;reconheçam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;seu esforço, que descubram seu gênio, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;que entendam seu amor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Encerrando ciclos.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não por causa do orgulho, por incapacidade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ou por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;soberba, mas  porque simplesmente aquilo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;já não se encaixa mais na vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Feche a porta, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mude o disco, limpe a casa, sacuda a poeira: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deixe de ser quem era e se transforme em quem é.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-6639092926038705418?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6639092926038705418/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=6639092926038705418' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/6639092926038705418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/6639092926038705418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/09/o-zahir-paulo-coelho-por-isso-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SNBHkm3bDBI/AAAAAAAAAtc/fuIK2iBt0h4/s72-c/borboleta.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-4622713488762851598</id><published>2008-08-30T01:33:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T01:44:49.530-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novo Testamento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='versículos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olhai as aves do céu'/><title type='text'>Olhai as aves do céu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SLjNwvOBWkI/AAAAAAAAAn8/X3O1JEY3Yao/s1600-h/gaivotas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SLjNwvOBWkI/AAAAAAAAAn8/X3O1JEY3Yao/s400/gaivotas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240164403638262338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mateus 6:25-26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Por isso vos digo: Não andeis cuidadosos quanto a vossa vida, pelo que haveis de comer ou pelo que haveis de beber; nem, quanto ao vosso corpo, pelo que haveis de vestir. Não é a vida mais que o mantimento, e o corpo mais que o vestido?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhai para as aves do céu, que nem semeiam, nem segam, nem ajuntam em celeiros; e vosso Pai celestial as alimenta. Não tendes vós muito mais valor do que elas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-4622713488762851598?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4622713488762851598/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=4622713488762851598' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/4622713488762851598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/4622713488762851598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/08/olhai-as-aves-do-cu.html' title='Olhai as aves do céu...'/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SLjNwvOBWkI/AAAAAAAAAn8/X3O1JEY3Yao/s72-c/gaivotas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-5723675263412766996</id><published>2008-08-30T01:08:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T01:45:43.616-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novo Testamento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='versículos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olhai os lírios do campo'/><title type='text'>Olhai os lírios do campo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SLjH3MIUrjI/AAAAAAAAAn0/67YWvf-EZGY/s1600-h/copo_leite+www.buques.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SLjH3MIUrjI/AAAAAAAAAn0/67YWvf-EZGY/s400/copo_leite+www.buques.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240157917408439858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Mateus 6:28-30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          E quanto ao vestido, por que andais solícitos? Olhai para os lírios do campo, como eles crescem: não trabalham nem fiam;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu vos digo que nem mesmo Salomão , em toda a sua glória se vestiu como um deles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois, se Deus assim veste a erva do campo, que hoje existe e amanhã é lançada no forno, não vos vestirá muito mais a vós, homens de pouca fé?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-5723675263412766996?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5723675263412766996/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SLjH3MIUrjI/AAAAAAAAAn0/67YWvf-EZGY/s72-c/copo_leite+www.buques.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-248095905686461993</id><published>2008-08-22T12:56:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T13:36:55.274-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nosso Cantinho Gifs e  Scraps'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#ffffb5" border="8"&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#ffffb5" border="8"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;table border="8"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/CommunityJoin.aspx?cmm=19601448%20" target="inferior"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 181);font-family:Brandish;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 181);font-family:Blackadder ITC;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/jhullycarpes/Rz8QYy6LTsI/AAAAAAAAAdA/fUcWvg5uRME/s400/RainbowFl.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para cada dificuldade, nasce a&lt;br /&gt;semente do êxito, porque para&lt;br /&gt;prosperar é preciso vivência, e&lt;br /&gt;esta só é adquirida à medida&lt;br /&gt;que superamos obstáculos.&lt;br /&gt;(Edilson Corrêa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-248095905686461993?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/248095905686461993/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=248095905686461993' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/248095905686461993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;É importante para o ser humano que, de quando em quando,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;medite sobre a morte, buscando compreendê-la devidamente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;até porque a desencarnação pode ocorrer a qualquer instante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;sem que tenhamos disto conhecimento prévio, &lt;br /&gt;apanhando-nos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; quase sempre de surpresa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-1143007707034026759?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-6375283031532949216</id><published>2008-07-26T20:37:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T13:17:23.307-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Jardim das Borboletas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poemas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mário Quintana'/><title type='text'>O Jardim das Borboletas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SIu3oOWrUyI/AAAAAAAAAk4/mivLfymfVRw/s1600-h/borboleta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SIu3oOWrUyI/AAAAAAAAAk4/mivLfymfVRw/s400/borboleta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227473694169453346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;O Jardim das Borboletas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt;                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Mário Quintana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;  &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Com o tempo você vai percebendo que&lt;br /&gt;para ser feliz com outra pessoa,&lt;br /&gt;você precisa em primeiro lugar, não precisar dela.&lt;br /&gt;Percebe também que aquela pessoa que você ama&lt;br /&gt;ou acha que ama, e que não quer nada com você,&lt;br /&gt;definitivamente, não é a pessoa da sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;Você aprende a gostar de você, a cuidar de você e,&lt;br /&gt;principalmente, a gostar de quem também gosta de você.&lt;br /&gt;O segredo é não correr atrás das borboletas...&lt;br /&gt;é cuidar do jardim para que elas venham até você.&lt;br /&gt;No final das contas, você vai achar,&lt;br /&gt;não quem você estava procurando,&lt;br /&gt;mas quem estava procurando por você...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-6375283031532949216?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SIP-OS4kQpI/AAAAAAAAAjs/LhObTncZoVE/s1600-h/oracao_imagem_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SIP-OS4kQpI/AAAAAAAAAjs/LhObTncZoVE/s400/oracao_imagem_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225299514220626578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;O Último Jantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Vera Lúcia Marinzeck de Carvalho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;E, se Ele sabe do que necessitamos até antes de pedirmos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;por que a necessidade de fazê-lo? A finalidade do pedido da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;oração, é nos levar a crer em nós mesmos, e nos fazer agir de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;forma que Deus possa nos atender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quando pedimos e nos preparamos para receber, nos tornamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;receptivos a esse recebimento. Por isso Jesus recomendou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;busque, bata, faça sua parte, prepare-se para receber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-1686393533063209039?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/1686393533063209039/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=1686393533063209039' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/1686393533063209039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/1686393533063209039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/07/o-ltimo-jantar-vera-lcia-marinzeck-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SIP-OS4kQpI/AAAAAAAAAjs/LhObTncZoVE/s72-c/oracao_imagem_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-7871885473241409066</id><published>2008-07-20T23:11:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:53:12.988-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mitch Albom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='As cinco pessoas que você encontra no céu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SIPxSXaM84I/AAAAAAAAAjk/yIy0eMbvSw0/s1600-h/strelizia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SIPxSXaM84I/AAAAAAAAAjk/yIy0eMbvSw0/s400/strelizia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225285290503762818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;As Cinco Pessoas que Você Encontra no Céu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mitch Albom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guardar a raiva é envenenar-se.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ela nos consome por dentro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A gente costuma pensar que o ódio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;é uma arma contra a pessoa que nos fez mal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mas a lâmina do ódio é curva. E o mal que fazemos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;com ele, nós fazemos a nós mesmos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-7871885473241409066?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7871885473241409066/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=7871885473241409066' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/7871885473241409066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/7871885473241409066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/07/as-cinco-pessoas-que-voc-encontra-no-cu.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SIPxSXaM84I/AAAAAAAAAjk/yIy0eMbvSw0/s72-c/strelizia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-2962287354305402551</id><published>2008-07-01T12:53:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T13:02:56.061-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catador'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lixo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manuel Bandeira'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SGpTCdkx82I/AAAAAAAAAik/qbOGdxyqrt8/s1600-h/Catador2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SGpTCdkx82I/AAAAAAAAAik/qbOGdxyqrt8/s400/Catador2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218074420025881442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;O BICHO&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;De Manuel Bandeira&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Vi ontem um bicho&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na imundície do pátio&lt;br /&gt;Catando comida entre os detritos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Quando achava alguma coisa,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Não examinava nem cheirava:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Engolia com voracidade.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;O bicho não era um cão,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Não era um gato,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Não era um rato.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;O bicho, meu Deus, era um homem&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-2962287354305402551?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2962287354305402551/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=2962287354305402551' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/2962287354305402551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/2962287354305402551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/07/o-bicho-de-manuel-bandeira-vi-ontem-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SGpTCdkx82I/AAAAAAAAAik/qbOGdxyqrt8/s72-c/Catador2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-7318105627875362268</id><published>2008-06-20T11:17:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T11:18:59.948-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chico Xavier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SFu8CUxq_eI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qNM2TtPQSwo/s1600-h/chico_xavier004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SFu8CUxq_eI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qNM2TtPQSwo/s400/chico_xavier004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213967741734288866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-7318105627875362268?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7318105627875362268/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=7318105627875362268' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/7318105627875362268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/7318105627875362268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SFu8CUxq_eI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qNM2TtPQSwo/s72-c/chico_xavier004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-8873677168654351340</id><published>2008-06-13T12:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T13:16:20.439-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drogas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vera Lúcia Marinzeck de Carvalho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Difícil Caminho das Drogas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SFJX8m-S_wI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CcSN_7l64F0/s1600-h/Sofrimento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SFJX8m-S_wI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CcSN_7l64F0/s400/Sofrimento.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211324417586691842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;O Difícil Caminho das Drogas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;de Vera Lúcia &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Marinzeck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Um dia sem drogas! Como isso é importante! Só por hoje!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;E vão passando os dias, as semanas, os meses e pronto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;está recuperado! É muito importante para eles se esforçar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;e se recuperar. Porém é bem melhor não se envolver.&lt;br /&gt;Dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; não às drogas é dizer não ao sofrimento, a muitas&lt;br /&gt;dificuldades!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ame-se &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;e não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; se &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;drogue&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-8873677168654351340?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8873677168654351340/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=8873677168654351340' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/8873677168654351340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/8873677168654351340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/06/o-difcil-caminho-das-drogas-de-vera_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SFJX8m-S_wI/AAAAAAAAAeg/CcSN_7l64F0/s72-c/Sofrimento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-5835100740070782342</id><published>2008-06-12T09:55:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T13:15:09.966-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drogas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vera Lúcia Marinzeck de Carvalho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SFEgeWD0TqI/AAAAAAAAAeY/ZkPUnZnNUsQ/s1600-h/20070208-paraiso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SFEgeWD0TqI/AAAAAAAAAeY/ZkPUnZnNUsQ/s400/20070208-paraiso.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210981949534129826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;O Difícil Caminho das Drogas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;de Vera Lúcia Marinzeck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A prática reforça o que se aprende. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E mais do que nunca se faz necessário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; deixar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de ser servido&lt;br /&gt;para ser servidor. Fazer em vez &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de só querer receber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E que esse fazer não seja para &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o futuro, e sim para agora,&lt;br /&gt;no momento presente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; O pouco que se faz é o necessário&lt;br /&gt;para quem recebe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se você receber de alguém, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;siga o exemplo&lt;br /&gt;do benfeitor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;faça algo de bom a outro, porque o melhor&lt;br /&gt;ensinamento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o bem maior que recebemos de um benfeitor,&lt;br /&gt;é seu exemplo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-5835100740070782342?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5835100740070782342/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=5835100740070782342' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/5835100740070782342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/5835100740070782342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/06/o-difcil-caminho-das-drogas-de-vera.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SFEgeWD0TqI/AAAAAAAAAeY/ZkPUnZnNUsQ/s72-c/20070208-paraiso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-8006177661417873411</id><published>2008-05-27T20:47:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T17:14:30.484-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nelson Morais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livros'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SMgqTWJ-2VI/AAAAAAAAArg/Mvdw5HTTfrw/s1600-h/Calm_before_storm___by_closer_to_heaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SMgqTWJ-2VI/AAAAAAAAArg/Mvdw5HTTfrw/s400/Calm_before_storm___by_closer_to_heaven.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244488277926271314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;                                                                   Um Roqueiro no Além&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;de Nelson Moraes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Agora, mais do que nunca, entendo a sabedoria e a&lt;br /&gt;bondade Divina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Deus nos criou livres e será no&lt;br /&gt;exercício dessa liberdade que um dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; alcançaremos&lt;br /&gt;a perfeição.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Exatamente. À medida que o ser avança no bom uso&lt;br /&gt;dessa liberdade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; automaticamente aufere a si mesmo&lt;br /&gt;recursos ainda mais amplos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alargando seus horizontes&lt;br /&gt;em direção à verdadeira felicidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-8006177661417873411?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8006177661417873411/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=8006177661417873411' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/8006177661417873411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/8006177661417873411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/um-roqueiro-no-alm-de-nelson-moraes.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SMgqTWJ-2VI/AAAAAAAAArg/Mvdw5HTTfrw/s72-c/Calm_before_storm___by_closer_to_heaven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-4305103379127377816</id><published>2008-05-14T19:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T19:59:27.345-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chico Xavier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SCtufaFeozI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ilqMwpRH51s/s1600-h/4903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SCtufaFeozI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ilqMwpRH51s/s400/4903.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200371680586670898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-4305103379127377816?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4305103379127377816/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=4305103379127377816' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/4305103379127377816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/4305103379127377816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SCtufaFeozI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ilqMwpRH51s/s72-c/4903.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-8820204524100860437</id><published>2008-05-07T22:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T12:13:19.899-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='As Valkírias'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SCJf0E6PcUI/AAAAAAAAAcI/9E2wQ_gBEmQ/s1600-h/130rosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SCJf0E6PcUI/AAAAAAAAAcI/9E2wQ_gBEmQ/s400/130rosa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197822268214833474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;As  Valkírias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;de Paulo Coelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Um dia chegará&lt;br /&gt;em que o problema da fome poderá ser resolvido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;com o milagre da multiplicação dos pães.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia chegará&lt;br /&gt;em que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; o amor será aceito por todos os corações e a mais terrível&lt;br /&gt;das&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; experiências humanas - a solidão, que é pior que a fome - será&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;banida da face da Terra.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia chegará&lt;br /&gt;em que os que batem  na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;porta verão ela se abrir;&lt;br /&gt;os que pedem, receberão; os que choram,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; serão consolados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-8820204524100860437?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/8820204524100860437/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=8820204524100860437' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/8820204524100860437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/8820204524100860437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/as-valkrias-de-paulo-coelho-um-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SCJf0E6PcUI/AAAAAAAAAcI/9E2wQ_gBEmQ/s72-c/130rosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-403732203631310160</id><published>2008-05-07T22:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T08:49:05.574-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='As Valkírias'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SCJbQE6PcTI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Ce5MhB3Vwak/s1600-h/umarosacomamoreu3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SCJbQE6PcTI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Ce5MhB3Vwak/s400/umarosacomamoreu3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197817251693031730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;As Valkírias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;de Paulo Coelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abram o coração e escutem o que ele lhes diz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sigam seus sonhos, porque só um homem  que&lt;br /&gt;não tem vergonha de si,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;é capaz de manifestar&lt;br /&gt;a glória de Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-403732203631310160?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/403732203631310160/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=403732203631310160' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/403732203631310160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/403732203631310160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/as-valkrias-de-paulo-coelho-abram-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SCJbQE6PcTI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Ce5MhB3Vwak/s72-c/umarosacomamoreu3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-4830172951502312774</id><published>2008-05-05T14:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T12:15:02.868-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Léon Denis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Porquê da Vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SB9GLdTqDdI/AAAAAAAAAbo/T_KWYm5ZwUc/s1600-h/117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SB9GLdTqDdI/AAAAAAAAAbo/T_KWYm5ZwUc/s400/117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196949657668423122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;O Porquê da Vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;de Léon Denis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Nossa felicidade futura está em nossas mãos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;desde que nos é concedida a graça de compreender&lt;br /&gt;que só o amor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;nos pode dar a suprema ventura,&lt;br /&gt;e que somente a fé no amor divino &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;faz nascer&lt;br /&gt;em nossos corações o sentimento que nos torna&lt;br /&gt;felizes eternamente: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;fé que desenvolve, purifica&lt;br /&gt;e completa a nossa aptidão para amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-4830172951502312774?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4830172951502312774/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=4830172951502312774' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/4830172951502312774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/4830172951502312774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/o-porqu-da-vida-de-lon-denis-nossa.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SB9GLdTqDdI/AAAAAAAAAbo/T_KWYm5ZwUc/s72-c/117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-629482673754164911</id><published>2008-05-05T14:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T14:36:19.672-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Léon Denis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Porquê da Vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SB9CWtTqDcI/AAAAAAAAAbg/vZu3__jqcdI/s1600-h/1165250414_ceu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SB9CWtTqDcI/AAAAAAAAAbg/vZu3__jqcdI/s400/1165250414_ceu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196945452895440322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;O Porquê da Vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;de Léon Denis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diante dos Horizontes infinitos da imortalidade,&lt;br /&gt;os males do presente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as provas suportadas, serão como névoa fugaz,&lt;br /&gt;no meio dum céu sereno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-629482673754164911?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/629482673754164911/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=629482673754164911' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/629482673754164911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/629482673754164911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/05/o-porqu-da-vida-de-lon-denis-diante-dos.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/SB9CWtTqDcI/AAAAAAAAAbg/vZu3__jqcdI/s72-c/1165250414_ceu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-855975585532231526</id><published>2008-04-04T22:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T23:31:37.317-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R_bjXTadqdI/AAAAAAAAAWM/rgCMOLyM7l8/s1600-h/paisagens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R_bjXTadqdI/AAAAAAAAAWM/rgCMOLyM7l8/s400/paisagens.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185582010451470802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Da "Carta de despedida" de Geisiane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Acredite em Deus que tudo ele resolve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mas não no nosso tempo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mas no tempo dele."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-855975585532231526?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/855975585532231526/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=855975585532231526' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/855975585532231526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/855975585532231526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/04/da-carta-de-despedida-de-geisiane.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R_bjXTadqdI/AAAAAAAAAWM/rgCMOLyM7l8/s72-c/paisagens.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-6621452848435559644</id><published>2008-04-01T00:23:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T08:47:11.887-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conselhos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldo Vieira'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livros'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R_GrBDadqbI/AAAAAAAAAV4/QcKEkLs41Cw/s1600-h/anjoeleao.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R_GrBDadqbI/AAAAAAAAAV4/QcKEkLs41Cw/s400/anjoeleao.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184112680664672690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Bem-aventurados os Simples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;de  Waldo Vieira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;"Ainda mesmo nos aspectos mais desconcertantes da Natureza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;a vida revela sabedoria."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;"Anote os conselhos que você aplica, pois, em muitas ocasiões,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;a censura que dirigimos para a corrigenda é pedra moral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;caindo sobre nós mesmos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-6621452848435559644?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6621452848435559644/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=6621452848435559644' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/6621452848435559644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/6621452848435559644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/03/do-livro-bem-aventurados-os-simples-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R_GrBDadqbI/AAAAAAAAAV4/QcKEkLs41Cw/s72-c/anjoeleao.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-6267288891977434385</id><published>2008-03-23T23:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T00:14:30.680-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Léon Denis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-cZeDadp3I/AAAAAAAAAPM/YfgG0QuEhSI/s1600-h/espa%C3%A7o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-cZeDadp3I/AAAAAAAAAPM/YfgG0QuEhSI/s400/espa%C3%A7o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181137900416116594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Do livro "O Porquê da Vida"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;de Léon Denis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Todo homem é um espelho particular do Universo e do seu&lt;br /&gt;Criador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Empreguemos, pois, todo o nosso esforço em conservar&lt;br /&gt;esse espelho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tão puro quanto possível, para que Deus possa&lt;br /&gt;ver-se refletido na sua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt; bela criação."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-cS0Tadp2I/AAAAAAAAAPE/R7MqFhGRV7E/s1600-h/natureza2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-6267288891977434385?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6267288891977434385/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=6267288891977434385' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/6267288891977434385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/6267288891977434385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-cZeDadp3I/AAAAAAAAAPM/YfgG0QuEhSI/s72-c/espa%C3%A7o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-7147471845416523299</id><published>2008-03-23T22:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:07:28.375-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salvador Gentile'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-cIFDadp0I/AAAAAAAAAO0/cuE6lsQnBGo/s1600-h/89qa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-cIFDadp0I/AAAAAAAAAO0/cuE6lsQnBGo/s400/89qa1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181118779221714754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Do livro "Senzala" de Salvador Gentile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"O lírio puro e alvo geralmente tem os seus pés na   lama e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; dela tira o próprio sustento. Os excrementos dos animais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; garantem às plantas valiosa nutrição que as torna mais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; produtivas.Em determinados momentos , o homem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;considerado mais insignificante pode ajudar o tido&lt;br /&gt; como sendo mais poderoso."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-7147471845416523299?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/7147471845416523299/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=7147471845416523299' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/7147471845416523299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/7147471845416523299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/03/do-livro-senzala-de-salvador-gentile-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-cIFDadp0I/AAAAAAAAAO0/cuE6lsQnBGo/s72-c/89qa1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-5313287644248789200</id><published>2008-03-22T23:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:08:23.140-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Simonetti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-W_DjadpwI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/VuYecXfrlGk/s1600-h/igreja300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-W_DjadpwI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/VuYecXfrlGk/s400/igreja300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180757014126372610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Do livro "Temas de Hoje Problemas de Sempre"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;de Richard Simonetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Por isso, ninguém melhor que nós mesmos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;para definir o que nos espera amanhã. Basta que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;observemos nossas ações e tendências, porque a Vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sempre nos dará no futuro, o que lhe damos no presente."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Bem-aventurados os que sorriem para a Vida, porque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; para eles jamais a Vida parecerá triste."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-5313287644248789200?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/5313287644248789200/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=5313287644248789200' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/5313287644248789200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/5313287644248789200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/03/do-livro-temas-de-hoje-problemas-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-W_DjadpwI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/VuYecXfrlGk/s72-c/igreja300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-3474878718067030533</id><published>2008-03-22T22:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T10:12:27.998-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fernando do Ó'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-W5TTadpuI/AAAAAAAAAOA/khcso3ihlcw/s1600-h/coqueiros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-W5TTadpuI/AAAAAAAAAOA/khcso3ihlcw/s400/coqueiros.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180750687639545570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Do livro "Marta" de Fernando do Ó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Quando sofreres, lembra-te de que por esse mundo afora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;nos espetáculos que se desenrolam em suas cenas mais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;pungentes e mais patéticas, existem sombrias personagens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;bem mais desgraçadas do que tu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-3474878718067030533?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/3474878718067030533/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=3474878718067030533' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/3474878718067030533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/3474878718067030533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/03/do-livro-marta-de-fernando-do-quando.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-W5TTadpuI/AAAAAAAAAOA/khcso3ihlcw/s72-c/coqueiros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-2216421307791332284</id><published>2008-03-22T21:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:10:09.689-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Augusto Silva'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-W8RzadpvI/AAAAAAAAAOI/3Z08KhIvN_Y/s1600-h/Jericocoara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-W8RzadpvI/AAAAAAAAAOI/3Z08KhIvN_Y/s400/Jericocoara.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180753960404625138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;De Augusto Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;"Ante a doença, confia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Frente ao fogo da provação, acalma-te e pensa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Ante o transe difícil, pondera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;O auxílio superior surge sempre."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-2216421307791332284?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2216421307791332284/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=2216421307791332284' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/2216421307791332284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/2216421307791332284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/03/de-augusto-silva-ante-doena-confia.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-W8RzadpvI/AAAAAAAAAOI/3Z08KhIvN_Y/s72-c/Jericocoara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-6875323200294644522</id><published>2008-03-21T14:10:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T08:25:10.996-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kahlil Gibran'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-PwmTadpoI/AAAAAAAAANQ/UXPzo6h0sPU/s1600-h/Sexta+da+paix%C3%A3o+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-PwmTadpoI/AAAAAAAAANQ/UXPzo6h0sPU/s400/Sexta+da+paix%C3%A3o+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180248537243166338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;De  Gibran Khalil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;“ Vossos filhos não são vossos filhos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São os filhos e as filhas da ânsia da vida por si mesma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Vêm através de vós, mas não são de vós.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E embora vivam convosco não vos pertencem...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Podeis outorgar-lhes o vosso amor,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não os vossos pensamentos,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque eles têm os seus próprios...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Vós sois os arcos, dos quais os vossos filhos &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;são arremessados, como flechas vivas,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pelo Arqueiro Divino, para o Infinito."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-6875323200294644522?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/6875323200294644522/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=6875323200294644522' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/6875323200294644522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/6875323200294644522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/03/de-gibran-khalil-gibran-vossos-filhos.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-PwmTadpoI/AAAAAAAAANQ/UXPzo6h0sPU/s72-c/Sexta+da+paix%C3%A3o+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-4956799186322781596</id><published>2008-03-21T01:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:16:05.051-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saint-Exupéry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-M4-TadpmI/AAAAAAAAANA/6ZK8tg3vIIY/s1600-h/Flores.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-M4-TadpmI/AAAAAAAAANA/6ZK8tg3vIIY/s400/Flores.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180046639420515938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Do livro "O Pequeno Principe"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;de Antoine de Saint-Exupéry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"É  preciso que eu suporte duas ou três larvas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;se quiser conhecer as borboletas.Dizem que são tão  belas!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Tu julgarás a ti mesmo. É o mais difícil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; É bem mais difícil julgar a si mesmo que julgar os outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se consegues julgar-te bem, eis um verdadeiro sábio."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Se tu me cativas, nós teremos necessidade um do outro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Serás para mim único no mundo. E eu serei para ti única no mundo..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "Só se vê bem com o coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O essencial é invisível para os olhos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-4956799186322781596?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/4956799186322781596/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=4956799186322781596' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/4956799186322781596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/4956799186322781596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/03/do-livro-o-pequeno-principe-de-antoine.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-M4-TadpmI/AAAAAAAAANA/6ZK8tg3vIIY/s72-c/Flores.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2856237416958299038.post-2816620595512767124</id><published>2008-03-20T23:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:18:21.522-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Bach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-QtXjadppI/AAAAAAAAANY/tBrlOH28bHs/s1600-h/netos+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-QtXjadppI/AAAAAAAAANY/tBrlOH28bHs/s400/netos+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180315354049390226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Do livro "A História de Fernão Capelo Gaivota"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;de Richard Bach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dá certo sempre, quando se sabe o que se está fazendo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nós somos livres para ir aonde nos aprouver e ser o que somos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Você tem liberdade de ser você mesmo, de ser o seu próprio eu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;aqui e agora, e não há nada que possa interpor-se no seu caminho."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Devemos ultrapassar as nossas limitações progressiva e pacientemente."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2856237416958299038-2816620595512767124?l=walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/feeds/2816620595512767124/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2856237416958299038&amp;postID=2816620595512767124' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/2816620595512767124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2856237416958299038/posts/default/2816620595512767124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkiriapensamentos.blogspot.com/2008/03/do-livro-histria-de-ferno-capelo.html' title=''/><author><name>Walkiria Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06762245087895271512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jYcBhNMvM90/TdVYJ5IJs7I/AAAAAAAACJw/lnOPHz9Z-ds/s220/OgAAAFJNw3lGirmFSpu5tcBEqWcFOZq1vuHFJcIDqSLSbMji47jWkh4sfOHLf1PyvSCFZ8NaSrZK65-Gmcgd2QLBxfMAm1T1UCvKGzNpRaHXiFA3pW3GZe-EqVLe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LmdL4ms5wV0/R-QtXjadppI/AAAAAAAAANY/tBrlOH28bHs/s72-c/netos+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
