<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098</id><updated>2009-11-20T19:42:50.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ditadinho</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default?start-index=26'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='previous' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default?start-index=1&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default?start-index=51&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>332</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>26</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-5169458774636988858</id><published>2008-06-13T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T13:18:00.984-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guimarães Rosa'/><title type='text'>GUIMARAES ROSA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(239, 24, 123);font-size:9;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://dreammelody.sites.uol.com.br/d18.gif" style="display: inline; float: right; width: 143px; height: 272px;" border="0" height="272" width="143" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"A &lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/w/index.php?title=Colheita&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Colheita"&gt;colheita&lt;/a&gt; é comum, mas o capinar é sozinho.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/Amor" title="Amor"&gt;Amor&lt;/a&gt; é &lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/Futuro" title="Futuro"&gt;futuro&lt;/a&gt; à vista."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Cada &lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/Palavra" title="Palavra"&gt;palavra&lt;/a&gt; é, segundo a sua essência, um &lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/Poema" title="Poema"&gt;poema&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Infelicidade é questão de prefixo."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Na &lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/Vida" title="Vida"&gt;vida&lt;/a&gt;, o que aprendemos mesmo é a sempre fazer maiores perguntas."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"O correr da &lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/Vida" title="Vida"&gt;vida&lt;/a&gt; embrulha tudo, a vida é assim: esquenta e esfria, aperta e daí afrouxa, sossega e depois desinquieta. O que ela quer da gente é &lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/Coragem" title="Coragem"&gt;coragem&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2007/11/sobre-guimares-rosa.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lilaliss.googlepages.com/veja-mais.png" align="bottom" border="0" height="15" hspace="0" width="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-5169458774636988858?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/5169458774636988858/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=5169458774636988858' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/5169458774636988858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/5169458774636988858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/06/guimaraes-rosa_13.html' title='GUIMARAES ROSA'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-3373720882201352035</id><published>2008-06-06T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T13:14:01.099-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guimarães Rosa'/><title type='text'>GUIMARAES ROSA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dream_melody.sites.uol.com.br/7/cd714.gif" style="display: inline; float: right; width: 141px; height: 265px;" border="0" height="265" width="141" /&gt;"Viver é perigoso."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"As pessoas não morrem, ficam encantadas."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/P%C3%A3o" title="Pão"&gt;Pãos&lt;/a&gt; ou pães é questão de opiniães."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Quando escrevo, repito o que já vivi antes. E para estas duas vidas, um léxico só não é suficiente. Em outras &lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/Palavra" title="Palavra"&gt;palavras&lt;/a&gt;, gostaria de ser um &lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/w/index.php?title=Crocodilo&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Crocodilo"&gt;crocodilo&lt;/a&gt; vivendo no &lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/w/index.php?title=Rio&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Rio"&gt;rio&lt;/a&gt; São Francisco. Gostaria de ser um crocodilo porque amo grandes rios, pois são profundos como a alma de um homem. Na superfície são muitos vivazes e claros, mas nas profundezas são tranquilos e escuros como o sofrimento dos homens."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2007/11/sobre-guimares-rosa.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lilaliss.googlepages.com/veja-mais.png" align="bottom" border="0" height="15" hspace="0" width="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-3373720882201352035?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/3373720882201352035/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=3373720882201352035' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/3373720882201352035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/3373720882201352035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/06/guimaraes-rosa.html' title='GUIMARAES ROSA'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-4564250234923785178</id><published>2008-05-31T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T23:45:01.467-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Helen Keller'/><title type='text'>Helen Keller</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fantasy20.weblogger.com.br/img/004.gif" style="display: inline; float: left; width: 117px; height: 198px;" height="198" width="117" /&gt;A sutileza de nossa visão não depende de quanto somos capazes de ver, senão de quanto somos capazes de sentir. (Helen Keller)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As melhores e mais belas coisas do mundo não podem ser vistas nem tocadas... mas o coração as sente. Helen Keller&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-4564250234923785178?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/4564250234923785178/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=4564250234923785178' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/4564250234923785178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/4564250234923785178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/05/helen-keller.html' title='Helen Keller'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-8075634608754144888</id><published>2008-05-30T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T13:10:02.706-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guimarães Rosa'/><title type='text'>GUIMARAES ROSA -  GRANDE SERTAO VEREDAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dream_melody.sites.uol.com.br/7/cd715.gif" style="display: inline; float: right; width: 130px; height: 278px;" border="0" height="278" width="130" /&gt;"As pessoas nao morrem, ficam encantada"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Qualquer &lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/Amor" title="Amor"&gt;amor&lt;/a&gt; é um pouquinho de &lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/Sa%C3%BAde" title="Saúde"&gt;saúde&lt;/a&gt;, um descanso na &lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/Loucura" title="Loucura"&gt;loucura&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ah, não; amigo, para mim, é diferente. Não é um ajuste de um dar serviço ao outro, e receber, e saírem por este mundo, barganhando ajudas, ainda que sendo com o fazer a &lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/w/index.php?title=Injusti%C3%A7a&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Injustiça"&gt;injustiça&lt;/a&gt; dos demais. Amigo, para mim, é só isto: é a pessoa com quem a gente gosta de conversar, do igual o igual, desarmado. O de que um tira prazer de estar próximo. Só isto, quase; e os todos &lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/w/index.php?title=Sacrif%C3%ADcio&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Sacrifício"&gt;sacrifícios&lt;/a&gt;. Ou - amigo - é que a gente seja, mas sem precisar de saber o por quê é que é."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2007/11/sobre-guimares-rosa.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lilaliss.googlepages.com/veja-mais.png" align="bottom" border="0" height="15" hspace="0" width="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-8075634608754144888?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/8075634608754144888/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=8075634608754144888' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/8075634608754144888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/8075634608754144888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/05/guimaraes-rosa-grande-sertao-veredas.html' title='GUIMARAES ROSA -  GRANDE SERTAO VEREDAS'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-2685263176623432698</id><published>2008-05-25T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T13:05:00.552-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guimarães Rosa'/><title type='text'>- João Guimarães Rosa - Grande Sertão Veredas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://marinairis.webcindario.com/candydolls/candy8.gif" style="display: inline; float: left; width: 118px; height: 282px;" height="282" width="118" /&gt;"Porque a &lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/Cabe%C3%A7a" title="Cabeça"&gt;cabeça&lt;/a&gt; da gente é uma só, e as coisas que há e que estão para haver são demais de muitas, muito maiores diferentes, e a gente tem de necessitar de aumentar a cabeça, para o total."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Mestre não é quem sempre ensina, mas quem de repente aprende."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Que &lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/Deus" title="Deus"&gt;Deus&lt;/a&gt; existe, sim, devagarinho, depressa. Ele existe - mas quase só por intermédio da ação das pessoas: de bons e maus. Coisas imensas no mundo. O grande-sertão é a forte arma. Deus é um gatilho?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;""&lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/Vida" title="Vida"&gt;Vida&lt;/a&gt;" é noção que a gente completa seguida assim, mas só por lei duma idéia falsa. Cada dia é um dia."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2007/11/sobre-guimares-rosa.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lilaliss.googlepages.com/veja-mais.png" align="bottom" border="0" height="15" hspace="0" width="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-2685263176623432698?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/2685263176623432698/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=2685263176623432698' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/2685263176623432698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/2685263176623432698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/05/joo-guimares-rosa-grande-serto-veredas.html' title='- João Guimarães Rosa - Grande Sertão Veredas'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-5471527425180095728</id><published>2008-05-19T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T23:29:00.363-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proverbios'/><title type='text'>Provérbio</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fantasy12.weblogger.com.br/img/004.gif" style="display: inline; float: left; width: 75px; height: 125px;" height="125" width="75" /&gt;A morte não se aproxima com trombeta. (Provérbio dinamarquês)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-5471527425180095728?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/5471527425180095728/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=5471527425180095728' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/5471527425180095728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/5471527425180095728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/05/provrbio.html' title='Provérbio'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-4643115583279920724</id><published>2008-05-18T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T12:59:00.351-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guimarães Rosa'/><title type='text'>Guimarães Rosa - Grande Sertão Veredas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"O senhor não esteve lá. O senhor não escutou, em cada anoitecer, a lugúmem do canto da mãe-da-lua. O senhor não pode estabelecer em sua &lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/Id%C3%A9ia" title="Idéia"&gt;idéia&lt;/a&gt; a minha &lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/Tristeza" title="Tristeza"&gt;tristeza&lt;/a&gt; quinhoã. Até os &lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/P%C3%A1ssaro" title="Pássaro"&gt;pássaros&lt;/a&gt;, consoante os lugares, vão sendo muito diferentes. Ou são os tempos, travessia da gente?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Vivendo, se aprende; mas o que se aprende, mais, é só a fazer outras maiores perguntas."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Viver é negócio muito perigoso."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/Raiva" title="Raiva"&gt;Raiva&lt;/a&gt; tampa o espaço do mêdo, assim como do mêdo raiva vem."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Conto o que fui e vi, no levantar do dia. &lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/w/index.php?title=Aurora&amp;amp;action=edit" class="new" title="Aurora"&gt;Auroras&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2007/11/sobre-guimares-rosa.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lilaliss.googlepages.com/veja-mais.png" align="bottom" border="0" height="15" hspace="0" width="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-4643115583279920724?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/4643115583279920724/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=4643115583279920724' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/4643115583279920724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/4643115583279920724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/05/guimares-rosa-grande-serto-veredas.html' title='Guimarães Rosa - Grande Sertão Veredas'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-4920266905656467735</id><published>2008-05-13T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T18:29:00.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gisele Bündchen'/><title type='text'>Gisele Bündchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dreammelody.sites.uol.com.br/d28.gif" style="display: inline; float: right; width: 117px; height: 262px;" border="0" height="262" width="117" /&gt;"Nunca imaginei ser a modelo mais famosa do mundo."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Na escola, todos me caçoavam por ser muito magra. Era chamada de Olívia Palito, ou de esqueleto. Eu parecia um mosquito. Minhas pernas tinham o mesmo tamanho dos meus braços."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"A profissão de modelo toma 40% do meu tempo. No restante, eu compro imóveis, reformo e revendo. Sou a rainha da construção."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Nunca dirijo devagar, não tenho paciência. Acho ridículo dirigir a 100 quilômetros por hora. Gosto de alta velocidade."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;em entrevista à revista alemã Petra&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2007/11/sobre-gisele-bndchen.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lilaliss.googlepages.com/veja-mais.png" height="15" width="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-4920266905656467735?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/4920266905656467735/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=4920266905656467735' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/4920266905656467735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/4920266905656467735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/05/gisele-bndchen_13.html' title='Gisele Bündchen'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-6782440474864862866</id><published>2008-05-09T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T18:23:01.220-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gisele Bündchen'/><title type='text'>Gisele Bündchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://dream_melody.sites.uol.com.br/7/cd701.gif" style="display: inline; float: right; width: 151px; height: 259px;" border="0" height="259" width="151" /&gt;"Sinto não ter curso universitário, pois, vai que acontece alguma coisa, eu não terei direito a cela especial."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;em entrevista à Audi Magazine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Quero toda a velocidade do mundo".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fonte: Revista ISTO É, Edição 1833.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Eu estou apenas fazendo o meu trabalho. Sou uma modelo."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;reagindo aos protestos de ecologistas que enfrentou durante desfile em Nova York por ter participado de campanha de roupas de pele de animais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Eles diziam que nunca tinham andado num carro chique. Imagina?!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;em seu diário, chocada com o destino dos sem-carro - meninos pobres do centro de São Paulo aos quais proporcionou um passeio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2007/11/sobre-gisele-bndchen.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lilaliss.googlepages.com/veja-mais.png" height="15" width="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-6782440474864862866?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/6782440474864862866/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=6782440474864862866' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/6782440474864862866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/6782440474864862866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/05/gisele-bndchen_09.html' title='Gisele Bündchen'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-8304230216120598160</id><published>2008-05-08T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T17:47:00.881-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><title type='text'>paulo coelho</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Só um caminho por onde qualquer pessoa pode passar é capaz de nos levar a Deus." -&lt;em&gt;O Diário de Um Mago&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Nós sempre temos tendência de ver coisas que não existem, e ficar cegos para as grandes lições que estão diante de nossos olhos." &lt;em&gt;O Diário de Um Mago&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"As tarefas diárias jamais impediram alguém de seguir seus sonhos."&lt;em&gt;As Valkírias&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Toda a vida do homem sobre a face da terra se resume a buscar o Amor. Não importa se ele finge correr atrás de sabedoria, de dinheiro ou de poder."&lt;em&gt;Brida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"No Bom Combate, atacar ou fugir fazem parte da luta. O que não faz parte da luta é ficar paralisado de medo." - &lt;em&gt;O Diário de Um Mago&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Quanto mais você entender de si mesmo, mais entenderá do mundo."&lt;em&gt;Brida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-8304230216120598160?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/8304230216120598160/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=8304230216120598160' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/8304230216120598160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/8304230216120598160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/05/paulo-coelho.html' title='paulo coelho'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-7495104137683528947</id><published>2008-05-05T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T18:19:00.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gisele Bündchen'/><title type='text'>Gisele Bündchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://dreammelody.sites.uol.com.br/d50.gif" style="display: inline; float: right; width: 139px; height: 252px;" border="0" height="252" width="139" /&gt;"Comprei um anel de diamantes. Não sei o que está acontecendo, mas estou gostando de brilhantes. É uma nova fase."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"A bunda é minha e, quando eu estou andando na passarela, sabe Deus para onde estão olhando. Não sou convencida, mas acho que devo mostrar minha bunda em ocasiões especiais, para alguém especial."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Contando à revista Vogue inglesa que seu contrato impede que mostre seus glúteos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Fonte: Revista Veja, Edição 1935 . 14 de dezembro de 2005&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Só transei com 5 caras".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fonte: Revista ISTOÉ, Edição 1909.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Não existe país melhor no mundo do que o Brasil. As pessoas, o carisma, a felicidade, as pessoas passam tantas dificuldades, mas são tão felizes, elas têm tanta garra e fé. Eu tenho orgulho de ser brasileira".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em entrevista à um programa de tv mexicano&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2007/11/sobre-gisele-bndchen.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2007/11/sobre-gisele-bndchen.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2007/11/sobre-gisele-bndchen.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;mais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2007/11/sobre-gisele-bndchen.html" target="_blank"&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/5051905788237234098-7495104137683528947?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/7495104137683528947/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=7495104137683528947' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/7495104137683528947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/7495104137683528947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/05/gisele-bndchen.html' title='Gisele Bündchen'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-8451865280877046398</id><published>2008-04-30T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T23:22:00.317-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proverbios'/><title type='text'>Provérbio</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://marinairis.webcindario.com/candydolls/nm_mydollgrd031.gif" style="display: inline; float: left; width: 100px; height: 269px;" height="269" width="100" /&gt;O ódio excita contendas; mas, o amor cobre todas as transgressões." (Provérbio de Salomão)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Jamais se desespere em meio as sombrias aflições de sua vida, pois das nuvens mais negras cai água límpida e fecunda." Provérbio Chinês&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A dor é a companheira indesligável do prazer. (Provérbio italiano)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O ciúme infinito, às vezes acorda a curiosidade que está dormindo. (Provérbio brasileiro)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quando falares, cuida para que tuas palavras sejam melhores que o silêncio. (Provérbio indiano)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Da vida, o amor é o mel, do amor o ciúme é o fel. (provérbio brasileiro)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-8451865280877046398?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/8451865280877046398/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=8451865280877046398' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/8451865280877046398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/8451865280877046398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/04/provrbio_30.html' title='Provérbio'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-6294805812208874521</id><published>2008-04-27T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:40:00.897-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Bernard Shaw'/><title type='text'>George Bernard Shaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dream_melody.sites.uol.com.br/7/cd702.gif" style="display: inline; float: right; width: 141px; height: 279px;" border="0" height="279" width="141" /&gt;"Ninguém ousará dizer o que pensa do casamento enqüanto sua esposa existir."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ele não sabe nada e pensa que sabe tudo. Isso aponta claramente para uma carreira política."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Falam. Que falam? Que falem."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Idéias são como pulgas: saltam de uns para os outros, mas não mordem a todos."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Gosto tanto da convalescença! É a parte que faz a doença valer a pena!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Sou milionário. Minha religião é essa."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Exceto pelos nove meses antes de vir ao mundo, nenhum ser humano administra suas coisas tão bem quanto uma árvore."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-6294805812208874521?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/6294805812208874521/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=6294805812208874521' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/6294805812208874521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/6294805812208874521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/04/george-bernard-shaw_27.html' title='George Bernard Shaw'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-8252307524995094471</id><published>2008-04-24T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T18:22:00.599-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><title type='text'>paulo coelho</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://marinairis.webcindario.com/candydolls/cb013.gif" style="display: inline; float: left; width: 82px; height: 255px;" height="255" width="82" /&gt;"O amor é olhar as mesmas montanhas por ângulos diferentes."-&lt;em&gt;As Valkírias&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Escute seu coração. Ele conhece todas as coisas, porque veio da Alma do Mundo e um dia retornará para ela." - &lt;em&gt;O Alquimista&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Existem pessoas que acostumam-se com seus próprios erros, e em pouco tempo confundem seus defeitos com virtudes." - &lt;em&gt;Brida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Não ofereça a Deus apenas a dor de suas penitências, ofereça também suas alegrias." ---&lt;em&gt;O Diário de Um Mago&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Deus sempre dá uma segunda chance na vida."&lt;em&gt;Na Margem do Rio Piedra Eu Sentei e Chorei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-8252307524995094471?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/8252307524995094471/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=8252307524995094471' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/8252307524995094471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/8252307524995094471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/04/paulo-coelho_24.html' title='paulo coelho'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-3487304731494543844</id><published>2008-04-21T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:37:00.944-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Bernard Shaw'/><title type='text'>George Bernard Shaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dream_melody.sites.uol.com.br/6/cd618.gif" style="display: inline; float: right; width: 137px; height: 252px;" border="0" height="252" width="137" /&gt;"De uma pequena tolice e uma enorme curiosidade resultam muitos casamentos."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Na Idade Média, as pessoas acreditavam que a Terra era plana, porque elas tinham ao menos a evidência de seus sentidos; nós acreditamos que ela é redonda não porque um por cento de nós pudesse dar as razões científicas para uma crença tão fantástica, mas porque a ciência moderna nos convenceu de que nada que é óbvio é verdadeiro, e que tudo que é mágico, improvável, extraordinário, gigantesco, microscópico, cruel ou excessivo é científico."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espirito.org.br/portal/artigos/diversos/frases/coletanea-02.html" class="external text" rel="nofollow" title="http://www.espirito.org.br/portal/artigos/diversos/frases/coletanea-02.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espirito.org.br/portal/artigos/diversos/frases/coletanea-02.html" class="external text" rel="nofollow" title="http://www.espirito.org.br/portal/artigos/diversos/frases/coletanea-02.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espirito.org.br/portal/artigos/diversos/frases/coletanea-02.html" class="external text" rel="nofollow" title="http://www.espirito.org.br/portal/artigos/diversos/frases/coletanea-02.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espirito.org.br/portal/artigos/diversos/frases/coletanea-02.html" class="external text" rel="nofollow" title="http://www.espirito.org.br/portal/artigos/diversos/frases/coletanea-02.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espirito.org.br/portal/artigos/diversos/frases/coletanea-02.html" class="external text" rel="nofollow" title="http://www.espirito.org.br/portal/artigos/diversos/frases/coletanea-02.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espirito.org.br/portal/artigos/diversos/frases/coletanea-02.html" class="external text" rel="nofollow" title="http://www.espirito.org.br/portal/artigos/diversos/frases/coletanea-02.html"&gt;"Na qualidade de grande defensor da liberdade e independência, conquista metade do mundo e chama isso de colonização. Quando precisa de um novo mercado para seus produtos desqualificados de Manchester, envia um missionário para ensinar o evangelho da paz. Os nativos matam o missionário, e correm às armas, em defesa da &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/Cristianismo" title="Cristianismo"&gt;Cristandade&lt;/a&gt;, e se apossa do mercado como uma dádiva dos Céus."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-3487304731494543844?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/3487304731494543844/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=3487304731494543844' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/3487304731494543844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/3487304731494543844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/04/george-bernard-shaw_21.html' title='George Bernard Shaw'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-3109084442193319663</id><published>2008-04-18T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T23:12:00.717-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proverbios'/><title type='text'>Provérbio</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dream_melody.sites.uol.com.br/6/cd613.gif" style="display: inline; float: left; width: 133px; height: 282px;" border="0" height="282" width="133" /&gt;"Eu estava furioso por não ter sapatos; então encontrei um homem que não tinha pés e me dei por muito satisfeito." (Provérbio Chinês)&lt;br /&gt;"Há cinco degraus para se alcançar a sabedoria: Calar, Ouvir, Lembrar, Sair, Estudar." (Provérbio Árabe)&lt;br /&gt;"Jamais se desespere em meio as sombrias aflições de sua vida, pois das nuvens mais negras cai água límpida e fecunda." (Provérbio Chinês)&lt;br /&gt;"Nada assenta melhor ao corpo que o crescimento do espírito." (Provérbio Chinês)&lt;br /&gt;"Um homem está não onde mora, mas onde ama." (Ditado italiano)&lt;br /&gt;"Voltar atrás é melhor que perder-se no caminho." (Sentença Russa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-3109084442193319663?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/3109084442193319663/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=3109084442193319663' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/3109084442193319663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/3109084442193319663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/04/provrbio.html' title='Provérbio'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-7275618734414312586</id><published>2008-04-14T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:32:00.295-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Bernard Shaw'/><title type='text'>George Bernard Shaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"A falta de dinheiro é a raiz de todos os males."&lt;img src="http://dream_melody.sites.uol.com.br/7/cd711.gif" style="display: inline; float: right; width: 115px; height: 252px;" border="0" height="252" width="115" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"A razão escraviza todas as mentes que não são suficientemente fortes para a dominarem."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ao ler uma biografia, lembrai-vos de que a verdade não se enquadra bem numa publicação."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Todas as grandes verdades começaram por ser blasfémias."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"As pessoas que vencem neste mundo são as que procuram as circunstâncias de que precisam e, quando não as encontram, as criam."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Quem sabe faz. Quem não sabe ensina."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-7275618734414312586?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/7275618734414312586/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=7275618734414312586' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/7275618734414312586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/7275618734414312586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/04/george-bernard-shaw_14.html' title='George Bernard Shaw'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-1168828960572902890</id><published>2008-04-07T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:27:01.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Bernard Shaw'/><title type='text'>George Bernard Shaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dreammelody.sites.uol.com.br/d30.gif" style="display: inline; float: right; width: 107px; height: 248px;" border="0" height="248" width="107" /&gt;"Algumas pessoas vêem as coisas como são e perguntam: &lt;em&gt;'Por quê&lt;/em&gt;?'. Sonho com coisas que nunca existiram e pergunto: &lt;em&gt;'Por que não&lt;/em&gt;?'."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Não há satisfação em enforcar um homem que não faz objeção a isso."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"O pior pecado contra nosso semelhante não é o de odiá-los, mas de ser indiferentes para com eles."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"O fato de um crente ser mais feliz que um cético não é mais pertinente que o fato de um homem bêbado ser mais feliz que um sóbrio."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Não há nada mau na vida: a vida é uma só."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-1168828960572902890?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/1168828960572902890/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=1168828960572902890' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/1168828960572902890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/1168828960572902890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/04/george-bernard-shaw.html' title='George Bernard Shaw'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-2210508730198855079</id><published>2008-04-06T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T18:07:01.093-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><title type='text'>paulo coelho</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dream_melody.sites.uol.com.br/7/cd709.gif" style="display: inline; float: left; width: 131px; height: 256px;" border="0" height="256" width="131" /&gt;"O medo de sofrer é pior do que o próprio sofrimento. E nenhum coração jamais sofreu quando foi em busca de seus sonhos." - &lt;em&gt;O Alquimista&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Jamais deixe que as dúvidas paralisem suas ações. Tome sempre todas as decisões que precisar tomar, mesmo sem ter a segurança de estar decidindo corretamente." - &lt;em&gt;Brida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"O primeiro sintoma de que estamos matando nossos sonhos é a falta de tempo. As pessoas mais ocupadas têm tempo para tudo. As que nada fazem estão sempre cansadas." - &lt;em&gt;O Diário de Um Mago&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Existem momentos na vida em que a única alternativa possível é perder o controle." - &lt;em&gt;Brida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-2210508730198855079?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/2210508730198855079/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=2210508730198855079' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/2210508730198855079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/2210508730198855079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/04/paulo-coelho.html' title='paulo coelho'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-4640776813821145172</id><published>2008-04-02T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T19:05:01.111-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mikhail Bakunin'/><title type='text'>Mikhail Bakunin</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dreammelody.sites.uol.com.br/d15.gif" style="display: inline; float: right; width: 109px; height: 262px;" border="0" height="262" width="109" /&gt;"(...) se Deus existisse, só haveria para ele um único meio de servir à liberdade humana: seria o de cessar de existir."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"A liberdade alheia é a minha mas sem limites."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"A Liberdade do outro estende a minha ao infinito."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"É preciso que compreenda que não existe liberdade sem igualdade e que a realização da maior liberdade na mais perfeita igualdade de direito e de fato, política, econômica e social ao mesmo tempo, é a justiça."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-4640776813821145172?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/4640776813821145172/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=4640776813821145172' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/4640776813821145172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/4640776813821145172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/04/mikhail-bakunin.html' title='Mikhail Bakunin'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-8955561332268761582</id><published>2008-03-31T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:54:01.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proverbios'/><title type='text'>proverbios</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.juju_dicas_gifs.kit.net/22%20%2818%29.gif" style="display: inline; float: left; width: 126px; height: 258px;" border="0" height="258" width="126" /&gt;Para receber elogios, o melhor meio é morrer. (Provérbio italiano)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A árvore quando está sendo cortada, observa com tristeza que o cabo do machado é de madeira. (Provérbio Árabe)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A gente tropeça sempre nas pedras pequenas, porque as grandes a gente logo enxerga.(Provérbio Japonês)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A união do rebanho obriga o leão a ir dormir com fome. (Provérbio Africano)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Diga a verdade e saia correndo." (Provérbio Iugoslavo)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Espere o melhor, prepare-se para o pior e receba o que vier." (Provérbio chinês&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-8955561332268761582?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/8955561332268761582/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=8955561332268761582' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/8955561332268761582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/8955561332268761582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/03/proverbios_31.html' title='proverbios'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-4000263713309390485</id><published>2008-03-30T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T22:21:00.381-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Bernard Shaw'/><title type='text'>George Bernard Shaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dreammelody.sites.uol.com.br/d29.gif" style="display: inline; float: right; width: 131px; height: 271px;" border="0" height="271" width="131" /&gt;"O homem razoável adapta-se ao mundo; o homem que não é razoável obstina-se a tentar que o mundo se lhe adapte. Qualquer progresso, portanto, depende do homem que não é razoável."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Todo o lucro é um roubo."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"A vida é uma pedra de amolar: desgasta-nos ou afia-nos, conforme o metal de que somos feitos."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Liberdade significa responsabilidade. É por isso que tanta gente tem medo dela."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Do modo como a concebemos, a vida em família não é mais natural para nós do que uma gaiola é natural para um papagaio."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-4000263713309390485?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/4000263713309390485/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=4000263713309390485' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/4000263713309390485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/4000263713309390485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/03/george-bernard-shaw_30.html' title='George Bernard Shaw'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-2144842214665049090</id><published>2008-03-25T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:07:00.787-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Bernard Shaw'/><title type='text'>George Bernard Shaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://marinairis.webcindario.com/candydolls/nm_mydollgrd070.gif" style="display: inline; float: right; width: 72px; height: 243px;" height="243" width="72" /&gt;"As pessoas sempre põem a culpa nas circunstâncias por serem quem são. Não acredito em circunstância: os indivíduos de sucesso são aqueles que saem e procuram as condições que desejam; e, se não as encontram, criam-nas."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Cuidado com o homem cujo Deus está no céu."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"O soldado inglês pode resistir a tudo, mas não ao Ministério de Guerra Inglês."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Não faças aos outros aquilo que gostarias que te fizessem a ti. Os seus gostos podem ser diferentes dos teus."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-2144842214665049090?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/2144842214665049090/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=2144842214665049090' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/2144842214665049090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/2144842214665049090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/03/george-bernard-shaw_25.html' title='George Bernard Shaw'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-4965305396300290283</id><published>2008-03-25T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T19:10:00.366-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mikhail Bakunin'/><title type='text'>Mikhail Bakunin</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://geocities.yahoo.com.br/shopp_net/candy_doll/051.gif" style="display: inline; float: right; width: 155px; height: 282px;" height="282" width="155" /&gt;"Sou um amante fanático da liberdade, considerando-a como o único espaço onde podem crescer e desenvolver-se a inteligência, a dignidade e a felicidade dos homens; não esta liberdade formal, outorgada e regulamentada pelo Estado, mentira eterna que, em realidade, representa apenas o privilégio de alguns, apoiada na escravidão de todos; (...) só aceito uma única liberdade que possa ser realmente digna desse nome, a liberdade que consiste no pleno desenvolvimento de todas as potencialidades materiais, intelectuais e morais que se encontrem em estado latente em cada um (...)"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-4965305396300290283?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/4965305396300290283/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=4965305396300290283' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/4965305396300290283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/4965305396300290283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/03/mikhail-bakunin_25.html' title='Mikhail Bakunin'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5051905788237234098.post-430426741583797953</id><published>2008-03-24T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T16:48:00.490-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><title type='text'>paulo coelho</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://marinairis.webcindario.com/candydolls/candy19.gif" style="display: inline; float: left; width: 114px; height: 261px;" height="261" width="114" /&gt;"A melhor maneira de servir a Deus é indo ao encontro de seus próprios sonhos. Só quem é feliz pode espalhar felicidade."&lt;em&gt;Na Margem do Rio Piedra Eu Sentei e Chorei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Só entendemos a vida e o Universo quando não procuramos explicações aí tudo fica claro." - &lt;em&gt;Brida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Onde você desejar ver a face de Deus, você verá. E se não quiser vê-la, isto não faz a mínima diferença, desde que sua obra seja boa." &lt;em&gt;O Diário de Um Mago&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ser homem é ter dúvidas, e mesmo assim continuar o seu caminho."&lt;em&gt;Brida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Deus com Sua infinita Sabedoria, escondeu o Inferno no meio do Paraíso para que nós sempre estivéssemos atentos."&lt;em&gt;Na Margem do Rio Piedra Eu Sentei e Chorei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5051905788237234098-430426741583797953?l=ditadinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/feeds/430426741583797953/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5051905788237234098&amp;postID=430426741583797953' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/430426741583797953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5051905788237234098/posts/default/430426741583797953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ditadinho.blogspot.com/2008/03/paulo-coelho_24.html' title='paulo coelho'/><author><name>lilaliss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08166074741194359189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16647898769369226409'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>