<?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-17105391</id><updated>2011-09-25T02:47:28.008+01:00</updated><category term='E de outras caricias nem sempre fisicas'/><category term='E de outros disparates afins'/><category term='Ou do desejo que guardamos cá dentro e das esperanças que acalentamos'/><category term='e ternurentos'/><category term='Didn&apos;t we almost had it all?'/><category term='E o que fazer quando esquecer é a única alternativa?'/><category term='O que se faz às borboletas que teimam em fazer cócegas na barriga?'/><category term='Nor can I resist you'/><category term='E de outros jogos quejandos'/><category term='principalmente das farpas'/><category term='Coisas que nos apoquentam de quando em vez...'/><category term='Ou não'/><category term='mulheres maravilhosas'/><category term='Porque há frases e pessoas que guardamos com carinho.'/><category term='E do grande ano que vamos ter'/><category term='E aqueles que sabem o que querem e não têm coragem de lutar por isso?'/><category term='E dos jogos mais ou menos perigosos'/><category term='Ou desgostos'/><category term='Que não confessamos a ninguém'/><category term='Ou não...'/><category term='Tantas fdp&apos;s de escolhas dificeis'/><category term='Ou talvez não...'/><category term='E das farpas'/><category term='Que fazemos ou não fazemos e deveríamos ou não fazer'/><category term='Há para aí muita gentinha que devia ler este poema'/><category term='Anda...'/><category term='Platónico'/><category term='E das mentiras que dizemos'/><category term='E das voltas que a vida dá'/><category term='E nos cria borboletas no estômago'/><category term='Um estado de graça.'/><category term='Ou talvez não'/><category term='Que estou cá com uma vontadinha de fazer'/><category term='E o que é que vais fazer agora?'/><category term='E do depois que pode não chegar'/><category term='Que acarinhamos mesmo quando a razão nos diz que não o façamos'/><category term='Da melancolia... Da saudade... Ou do desejo que guardamos cá dentro e das esperanças que acalentamos'/><category term='E mal...'/><category term='Que era melhor não termos'/><category term='Isso é o que eu chamo um jamais'/><title type='text'>Pensamento do Dia</title><subtitle type='html'>Porque, às vezes, a nossa mente vive mais do que nós</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>241</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-1478004305981645139</id><published>2011-09-22T09:45:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T09:45:59.535+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DOS MOMENTOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;quot;Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;Maya Angelou)&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/17105391-1478004305981645139?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1478004305981645139/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=1478004305981645139' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1478004305981645139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1478004305981645139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/09/dos-momentos.html' title='DOS MOMENTOS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-7985049833389298192</id><published>2011-09-20T09:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T09:33:20.286+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DA VERDADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;quot;If I only had three words of advice, they would be, Tell the Truth. If I got three more words, I'd add, All the Time.&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;Randy Pausch)&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/17105391-7985049833389298192?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7985049833389298192/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=7985049833389298192' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/7985049833389298192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/7985049833389298192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/09/da-verdade.html' title='DA VERDADE'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-1448043379244457366</id><published>2011-08-29T12:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T12:22:26.550+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DOS BEIJOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&amp;quot;Desde sempre que me deixei foder pelos beijos. Se querem morrer amiúde, percam-se nos beijos. Não no que o corpo faz. Nisso, a alma dá o desconto.&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;(Filipa in &lt;a href="http://duvidascorderosa.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Dúvidas cor-de-rosa&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-1448043379244457366?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1448043379244457366/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=1448043379244457366' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1448043379244457366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1448043379244457366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/08/dos-beijos.html' title='DOS BEIJOS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-8221468462052870741</id><published>2011-08-26T09:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T09:56:36.615+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DA VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;quot;There comes a time in your life, when you walk away from all the drama and people who create it. You surround yourself with people who make you laugh. Forget the bad, and focus on the good. Love the people who treat you right, pray for the ones who don't. Life is too short to be anything but happy. Falling down is a part of life, getting back up is living.&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(Unknown)&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/17105391-8221468462052870741?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/8221468462052870741/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=8221468462052870741' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8221468462052870741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8221468462052870741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/08/da-vida.html' title='DA VIDA'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-4551278718314346189</id><published>2011-08-24T09:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T09:48:06.170+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DO ÓDIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;#8220;Não odeies o teu inimigo, porque, se o fazes, és de algum modo o seu escravo. O teu ódio nunca será melhor do que a tua paz.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(Jorge Luis Borges)&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/17105391-4551278718314346189?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4551278718314346189/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=4551278718314346189' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4551278718314346189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4551278718314346189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-odio.html' title='DO ÓDIO'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-3134070206167057884</id><published>2011-08-23T12:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T12:52:15.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DO QUE PODES FAZER COMIGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='margin-bottom:12.0pt;text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&amp;quot;There are only three things to be done with a woman. You can love her, suffer for her, or turn her into literature&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-converted-space&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;(Lawrence Durrell)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-3134070206167057884?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/3134070206167057884/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=3134070206167057884' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3134070206167057884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3134070206167057884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-que-podes-fazer-comigo.html' title='DO QUE PODES FAZER COMIGO'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-806546318976956792</id><published>2011-08-22T09:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T09:34:50.220+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DO QUE NÃO SEI SE SOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-fareast-language:PT'&gt; &amp;#8220;(&amp;#8230;) tenho o nome duma flor quando me chamas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-fareast-language:PT'&gt;quando me tocas, nem eu sei&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-fareast-language:PT'&gt;se sou água, rapariga ou algum pomar que atravessei (&amp;#8230;)&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-fareast-language:PT'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-fareast-language:PT'&gt;(Eugénio de Andrade)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-806546318976956792?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/806546318976956792/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=806546318976956792' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/806546318976956792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/806546318976956792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-que-nao-sei-se-sou.html' title='DO QUE NÃO SEI SE SOU'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-8474296205850253117</id><published>2011-08-18T14:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T14:37:16.078+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DO POUCO MAIS QUE FARIA CONTIGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;&lt;p align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#222222'&gt;&amp;quot;Ontem de olhos postos num monitor que mostrava um coração que insistia em não bater num ritmo sinusal lembrei-me disso. É o compasso de espera. A infinita e repetida descoberta de que somos incompetentes até para gerir o bater do nosso coração. Podemos dizer ao nosso coração para não bater assim, podemos permitir que o encharquem em drogas para ele ter um ritmo apropriado, que se ele não estiver para aí virado&amp;#8230;não há nada, que alguém possa fazer.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Roubaste-me o coração. Sim. Tenho a certeza que algures entre os teus AVC&amp;#8217;s, as tuas escleroses, as tuas outras maleitas que não me despertam particular interesse está o meu coração partido. Cheio de disparos ectópicos, repleto de profunda incompetência para se suster a si mesmo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sabes, é muito desagradável continuar a sonhar contigo, a pensar em ti de vez em quando, a sentir este nó profundo quando confrontada com as coisas que te trazem a mim.&lt;br&gt;Disse-te com toda a minha arrogância adeus. Disse-o, arrisco-me a dizer que, à luz do que sei hoje, voltaria a dizer.&lt;br&gt;Que faria eu com um homem como tu?&lt;br&gt;Amor, todas as noites&amp;#8230;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#222222'&gt;Pouco mais que isso.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#222222'&gt;(Sahaisis in '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#222222'&gt;&lt;a href="http://sahaisis.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;Keeping it simple is complicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#222222'&gt;')&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#222222;mso-fareast-language:PT'&gt;&lt;img border=0 width=1 height=1 id="Picture_x0020_7" src="cid:image001.gif@01CC5DB4.619B83E0" alt="Description: https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3586436684567894288-8951036769304102595?l=sahaisis.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#222222'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-8474296205850253117?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/8474296205850253117/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=8474296205850253117' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8474296205850253117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8474296205850253117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-pouco-mais-que-faria-contigo.html' title='DO POUCO MAIS QUE FARIA CONTIGO'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-8777043343642886506</id><published>2011-08-17T14:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T14:15:38.250+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DAS COISAS QUE NUNCA DISSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#474B4E'&gt;&amp;#8220;nunca escrevi&lt;br&gt;sou&lt;br&gt;apenas um tradutor de silêncios.&lt;br&gt;a vida&lt;br&gt;tatuou-me nos olhos&lt;br&gt;janelas em que me transcrevo e apago&lt;br&gt;sou um soldado&lt;br&gt;que se apaixona&lt;br&gt;pelo inimigo que vai matar.&amp;#8221;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";font-style:normal'&gt;(Mia Couto)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&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/17105391-8777043343642886506?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/8777043343642886506/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=8777043343642886506' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8777043343642886506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8777043343642886506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/08/das-coisas-que-nunca-disse.html' title='DAS COISAS QUE NUNCA DISSE'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-2679372327496475638</id><published>2011-08-12T16:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T16:14:54.943+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DOS RECOMEÇOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";font-style:normal'&gt; &lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";font-style:normal'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"'&gt;(F. Scott Fitzgerald, &amp;#8216;The Great Gatsby&amp;#8217;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-2679372327496475638?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/2679372327496475638/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=2679372327496475638' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/2679372327496475638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/2679372327496475638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/08/dos-recomecos.html' title='DOS RECOMEÇOS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-7452850892728564409</id><published>2011-08-10T15:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T15:00:57.126+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DAS COISAS QUE NÃO QUEREMOS VER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt; &lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;Perhaps he knew, as I did not, that the Earth was made round so that we would not see too far down the road.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;(Karen Blixen, &amp;#8216;Out of Africa&amp;#8217;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&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/17105391-7452850892728564409?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7452850892728564409/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=7452850892728564409' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/7452850892728564409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/7452850892728564409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/08/das-coisas-que-nao-queremos-ver.html' title='DAS COISAS QUE NÃO QUEREMOS VER'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-3551367384476100426</id><published>2011-08-09T12:07:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T12:07:11.552+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DA DOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;&lt;h2 align=center style='margin-right:97.5pt;text-align:center;line-height:18.0pt'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";font-weight:normal'&gt; &lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;That&amp;#8217;s how you survive. When it hurts so much you can&amp;#8217;t breathe&amp;#8230; That&amp;#8217;s how you survive.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 align=center style='margin-right:97.5pt;text-align:center;line-height:18.0pt'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";font-weight:normal'&gt;(Grey&amp;#8217;s Anatomy)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17105391-3551367384476100426?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/3551367384476100426/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=3551367384476100426' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=words&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;#8220;Beauty and the devil are the same thing.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=words&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=words&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=source&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;Robert Mapplethorpe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-2109659167314889658?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/2109659167314889658/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=2109659167314889658' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/2109659167314889658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/2109659167314889658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/08/das-coisas-que-se-confundem.html' title='DAS COISAS QUE SE CONFUNDEM'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-4951346919250007198</id><published>2011-08-05T11:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T11:27:37.701+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DO SOFRIMENTO QUE ESCOLHEMOS NÃO TER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;&lt;table class=MsoNormalTable border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=top style='padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm'&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;quot;A cada dia que vivo, mais me convenço de que o desperdício da vida está no amor que não damos, nas forças que não usamos, na prudência egoísta que nada arrisca, e que, esquivando-se do sofrimento, perdemos também a felicidade. &lt;br&gt;A dor é inevitável. O sofrimento é opcional.&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id=yiv1127205588&gt;&lt;p align=center style='text-align:center;background:white'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(Carlos Drummond de Andrade)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:12.0pt'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/17105391-4951346919250007198?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4951346919250007198/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=4951346919250007198' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4951346919250007198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4951346919250007198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-sofrimento-que-escolhemos-nao-ter.html' title='DO SOFRIMENTO QUE ESCOLHEMOS NÃO TER'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-7335222039249129367</id><published>2011-08-04T16:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T16:35:45.170+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DA FORMA COMO O TEU CORPO ME MOLDA QUANDO DORMES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;quot;I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand and the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep and there are no words for that.&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(Brian Andreas)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-7335222039249129367?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7335222039249129367/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=7335222039249129367' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/7335222039249129367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/7335222039249129367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/08/da-forma-como-o-teu-corpo-me-molda.html' title='DA FORMA COMO O TEU CORPO ME MOLDA QUANDO DORMES'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-8852157561041095846</id><published>2011-08-03T11:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T11:05:44.565+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DO QUANTO ÉS INTOCÁVEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='margin-bottom:12.0pt;text-align:center;line-height:13.5pt'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;#8220;Que nenhuma estrela queime o teu perfil&lt;br&gt;Que nenhum deus se lembre do teu nome&lt;br&gt;Que nem o vento passe onde tu passas.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center;line-height:13.5pt'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(Sophia de Mello Breyner Andersen) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&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/17105391-8852157561041095846?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/8852157561041095846/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=8852157561041095846' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8852157561041095846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8852157561041095846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-quanto-es-intocavel.html' title='DO QUANTO ÉS INTOCÁVEL'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-171065533670840829</id><published>2011-08-02T09:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T09:48:51.371+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DE QUANDO DIZES QUE ME AMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black;mso-fareast-language:PT'&gt; &lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;You say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains. You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines. You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows. This is why I am afraid, you say that you love me too.&amp;#8221;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";mso-fareast-language:PT'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";mso-fareast-language:PT'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";mso-fareast-language:PT'&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";mso-fareast-language:PT'&gt;William Shakespeare)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&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/17105391-171065533670840829?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/171065533670840829/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=171065533670840829' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/171065533670840829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/171065533670840829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/08/de-quando-dizes-que-me-amas.html' title='DE QUANDO DIZES QUE ME AMAS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-6564607015527094607</id><published>2011-07-29T11:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T11:39:37.623+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DAS GALINHAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#464545'&gt; &amp;#8220;Na realidade, A Mulher Portuguesa é uma leoa que, por força das circunstâncias, sabe imitar a voz das galinhas, porque o rugir dela mete medo ao parceiro. Quando perdem a paciência, ou se cansam, cuidado. A Mulher portuguesa zangada não é o «Agarrem-me senão eu mato-o» dos homens: agarra mesmo, e mata mesmo.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#464545'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#464545'&gt;(Miguel Esteves Cardoso)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&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/17105391-6564607015527094607?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/6564607015527094607/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=6564607015527094607' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/6564607015527094607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/6564607015527094607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/07/das-galinhas.html' title='DAS GALINHAS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-1297992141103868001</id><published>2011-07-26T11:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T11:58:53.108+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DA IDADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p align=center style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center'&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Microsoft Sans Serif"&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family: "Microsoft Sans Serif"'&gt;&amp;quot;Com o tempo adquire-se a certeza de que nada vale muito a pena. A suprema conquista da idade é poder chamar sabedoria ao desânimo&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=center style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Microsoft Sans Serif"&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family: "Microsoft Sans Serif";font-weight:normal'&gt;(Luís Fernando Veríssimo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="Microsoft Sans Serif"&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family: "Microsoft Sans Serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&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/17105391-1297992141103868001?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1297992141103868001/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=1297992141103868001' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1297992141103868001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1297992141103868001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/07/da-idade.html' title='DA IDADE'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-1501642664184819385</id><published>2011-07-25T12:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T12:04:39.643+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DOS ARREPENDIMENTOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;font size=2 color=black face="Microsoft Sans Serif"&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif";color:black'&gt; &amp;#8220;Rememorando, tenho este remorso com frequência, quando amei não o disse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;font size=2 color=black face="Microsoft Sans Serif"&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif";color:black'&gt;.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;font size=2 color=black face="Microsoft Sans Serif"&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif";color:black'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;font size=2 color=black face="Microsoft Sans Serif"&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif";color:black'&gt;(David Grayson)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-1501642664184819385?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1501642664184819385/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=1501642664184819385' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1501642664184819385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1501642664184819385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/07/dos-arrependimentos.html' title='DOS ARREPENDIMENTOS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-2057585198067488659</id><published>2011-06-08T10:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T10:41:58.935+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DOS MOMENTOS QUE NOS MARCAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center;line-height:15.6pt; background:white'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt; &amp;#8220;Às vezes, agarramos um momento e enfiamo-lo no bolso e sabemos que vamos andar com ele o resto da nossa vida.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(Richard Zimler &lt;i&gt;in&lt;/i&gt; &amp;#8220;Ilha Teresa&amp;#8221;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/17105391-2057585198067488659?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/2057585198067488659/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=2057585198067488659' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/2057585198067488659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/2057585198067488659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/dos-momentos-que-nos-marcam.html' title='DOS MOMENTOS QUE NOS MARCAM'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-1405808552833524374</id><published>2011-06-07T11:13:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T11:13:46.535+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DA BRUXA QUE HÁ EM MIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;#8220;Enquanto as princesas dormem, as Bruxas voam&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(requiescatinpacem in&lt;span class=apple-converted-space&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;a href="http://weellcometothewonderland.blogspot.com/2011/06/ha-dias-assim_06.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='color:windowtext'&gt;Welcome to Wonderland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/17105391-1405808552833524374?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1405808552833524374/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=1405808552833524374' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1405808552833524374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1405808552833524374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/da-bruxa-que-ha-em-mim.html' title='DA BRUXA QUE HÁ EM MIM'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-7585833212113021650</id><published>2011-06-06T10:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:42:55.361+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DE COMO AMAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#222222; font-style:normal'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;Give the ones you love wings to fly, roots to come back and reasons to stay.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#222222'&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;(Dalai Lama)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-7585833212113021650?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7585833212113021650/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=7585833212113021650' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/7585833212113021650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/7585833212113021650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/de-como-amar.html' title='DE COMO AMAR'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-6148740404780160148</id><published>2011-06-03T12:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T11:59:55.963+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DO QUE SOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='margin-bottom:12.0pt;text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;Take me, I am the drug; take me, I am hallucinogenic.&amp;#8221;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family: "Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";font-style:normal'&gt;Salvador Dali)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/17105391-6148740404780160148?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/6148740404780160148/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=6148740404780160148' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/6148740404780160148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/6148740404780160148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/do-que-sou.html' title='DO QUE SOU'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-3019734500033518948</id><published>2011-06-01T11:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T11:23:14.158+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DE COMO AS COISAS SÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt; &lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;I guess we can't really complain about our karma. It's not an affair. It's not unexpected. It just... evens the score. And even when we're about to do something that we know will tempt karma to bite us in the ass... Well, it goes without saying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;We do it anyway.&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;(George O'Malley in Grey's Anatomy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&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/17105391-3019734500033518948?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/3019734500033518948/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=3019734500033518948' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3019734500033518948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3019734500033518948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/06/de-como-as-coisas-sao.html' title='DE COMO AS COISAS SÃO'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-3278143068162846320</id><published>2011-05-25T11:46:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T11:46:41.708+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DAS GRANDES VERDADES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='margin-bottom:12.0pt;text-align:center'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black;font-weight: normal'&gt;&amp;quot;Esquecer uma mulher inteligente custa um número incalculável de mulheres estúpidas.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;(António Lobo Antunes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-3278143068162846320?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/3278143068162846320/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=3278143068162846320' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3278143068162846320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3278143068162846320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/05/das-grandes-verdades.html' title='DAS GRANDES VERDADES'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-3119401344326645095</id><published>2011-05-20T11:48:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T11:48:29.355+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DOS DISCURSOS QUE NOS TIRAM A RESPIRAÇÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt; &lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;Inside the hospital you're the man. That's the protocol, but outside I'm the man. I am the man. Me. Now you can call me cro magnon or old fashion, but that's not going to stop me from taking you home to my bed tonight and showing you what kind of man I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;Now how's that? Does that protocol suit you?&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;(Grey&amp;#8217;s Anatomy)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#E36C0A'&gt;Agora ide lá estabelecer protocolos e bom fim-de-semana!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='color:#E36C0A'&gt;&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/17105391-3119401344326645095?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/3119401344326645095/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=3119401344326645095' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3119401344326645095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3119401344326645095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/05/dos-discursos-que-nos-tiram-respiracao.html' title='DOS DISCURSOS QUE NOS TIRAM A RESPIRAÇÃO'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-4732927756856733307</id><published>2011-05-19T10:08:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T10:08:37.045+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DE COMO SOU ERVA DANINHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt; &amp;#8220;Ser flor é insustentável. Uma flor é uma mulher que sai do cabeleireiro e que em nome da beleza não se deixa tocar. Pelo contrário, uma erva daninha é aquela que nos agarra pelos colarinhos e nos dá um beijo de língua enquanto os cabelos se entrelaçam ao vento.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;(Bagaço Amarelo in &amp;#8220;&lt;a href="http://naocompreendoasmulheres.blogspot.com/2011/05/pensamento-catatonicos-248.html"&gt;Não compreendo as mulheres&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#8221;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-4732927756856733307?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4732927756856733307/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=4732927756856733307' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4732927756856733307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4732927756856733307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/05/de-como-sou-erva-daninha.html' title='DE COMO SOU ERVA DANINHA'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-406238398967259342</id><published>2011-05-18T11:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T11:18:38.857+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DAS COISAS IMPOSSÍVEIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center;line-height:16.5pt; vertical-align:baseline'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#111111'&gt; &lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;Of this alone even God is deprived, the power of making things that are past never to have been.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#111111'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#111111'&gt;(Agathon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&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/17105391-406238398967259342?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/406238398967259342/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=406238398967259342' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/406238398967259342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/406238398967259342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/05/das-coisas-impossiveis.html' title='DAS COISAS IMPOSSÍVEIS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-4640067951289209083</id><published>2011-05-17T15:22:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T15:22:24.101+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DA SABEDORIA DO UNIVERSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;#8220;Just when we think we figured things out, the universe throws us a curveball. So, we have to improvise. We find happiness in unexpected places. We find ourselves back to the things that matter the most. The universe is funny that way. Sometimes it just has a way of making sure we wind up exactly where we belong.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(Grey&amp;#8217;s Anatomy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-4640067951289209083?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4640067951289209083/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=4640067951289209083' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4640067951289209083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4640067951289209083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/05/da-sabedoria-do-universo.html' title='DA SABEDORIA DO UNIVERSO'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-1610880587157814053</id><published>2011-05-05T11:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T11:42:11.329+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DA RAÇA MASCULINA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt; &lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;You can tell a man 'I hate you' and get the best sex of your life. You tell him 'I love you' and you never gonna see him again in your life&amp;nbsp;.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;(Samantha in &amp;#8216;Sex and the City&amp;#8217;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/17105391-1610880587157814053?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1610880587157814053/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=1610880587157814053' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1610880587157814053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1610880587157814053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/05/da-raca-masculina.html' title='DA RAÇA MASCULINA'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-4115381006655574414</id><published>2011-05-04T11:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T11:06:43.346+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DA MUDANÇA QUE QUEREMOS SER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;quot;Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square hole. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='margin-bottom:12.0pt;text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/4493945.Apple_Computer_Inc_" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style='color:windowtext;text-decoration:none'&gt;Apple Computer Inc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='color:#E36C0A'&gt;&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/17105391-4115381006655574414?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4115381006655574414/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=4115381006655574414' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4115381006655574414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4115381006655574414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/05/da-mudanca-que-queremos-ser.html' title='DA MUDANÇA QUE QUEREMOS SER'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-4840562958461414490</id><published>2011-05-03T11:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T11:25:22.979+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DA FORÇA QUE NÃO SABEMOS QUE TEMOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;quot;Women are like teabags; you never know how strong they are until they're put in hot water.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/44566.Eleanor_Roosevelt" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style='color:windowtext;text-decoration:none'&gt;Eleanor Roosevelt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&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/17105391-4840562958461414490?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4840562958461414490/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=4840562958461414490' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4840562958461414490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4840562958461414490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/05/da-forca-que-nao-sabemos-que-temos.html' title='DA FORÇA QUE NÃO SABEMOS QUE TEMOS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-5462944670265860549</id><published>2011-04-27T10:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T10:38:57.859+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DAS BRINCADEIRAS QUE NOS DÃO MAIS GOZO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt; &lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;Men may have discovered fire but women discovered how to play with it.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;(Sex and the City)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-5462944670265860549?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/5462944670265860549/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=5462944670265860549' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/5462944670265860549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/5462944670265860549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/04/das-brincadeiras-que-nos-dao-mais-gozo.html' title='DAS BRINCADEIRAS QUE NOS DÃO MAIS GOZO'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-2417639926058004778</id><published>2011-04-27T10:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T10:38:23.883+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DA MUDANÇA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='margin-bottom:12.0pt;text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&amp;quot;Though I might travel afar, I will meet only what I carry with me, for every man is a mirror. We see only ourselves reflected in those around us. Their attitudes and actions are only a reflection of our own. The whole world and its condition has its counter parts within us all. Turn the gaze inward. Correct yourself and your world will change.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;Kirsten Zambucka)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&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/17105391-2417639926058004778?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/2417639926058004778/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=2417639926058004778' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/2417639926058004778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/2417639926058004778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/04/da-mudanca.html' title='DA MUDANÇA'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-841646751547817095</id><published>2011-04-15T10:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T10:47:02.523+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DE COMO NÂO VALE A PENA PENSAR MUITO NISSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right: 97.5pt;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;text-align:center;line-height:18.0pt'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#4D4D4D'&gt; &lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;Just screw the odds, screw science. Let&amp;#8217;s just live. Whatever happens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#4D4D4D'&gt;Happens.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-right: 97.5pt;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;text-align:center;line-height:18.0pt'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#4D4D4D'&gt;(Grey&amp;#8217;s Anatomy)&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/17105391-841646751547817095?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/841646751547817095/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=841646751547817095' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/841646751547817095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/841646751547817095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/04/de-como-nao-vale-pena-pensar-muito.html' title='DE COMO NÂO VALE A PENA PENSAR MUITO NISSO'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-4293605357381769732</id><published>2011-04-14T14:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T14:22:06.169+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DOS PLANOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;If you wanna make God laugh, tell him your plans.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;(Barney in &amp;#8216;How I met your mother&amp;#8217;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/17105391-4293605357381769732?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4293605357381769732/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=4293605357381769732' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4293605357381769732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4293605357381769732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/04/dos-planos.html' title='DOS PLANOS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-4184677561754060340</id><published>2011-04-08T10:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T10:45:31.471+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DAS VONTADES DE MUDAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='margin-bottom:12.0pt;text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&amp;quot;It is hard to let old beliefs go. They are familiar. We are comfortable with them and have spent years building systems and developing habits that depend on them. Like a man who has worn eyeglasses so long that he forgets he has them on, we forget that the world looks to us the way it does because we have become used to seeing it that way through a particular set of lenses. Today, however, we need new lenses. And we need to throw the old ones away.&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;(Kenichi Ohmae)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-4184677561754060340?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4184677561754060340/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=4184677561754060340' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4184677561754060340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4184677561754060340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/04/das-vontades-de-mudar.html' title='DAS VONTADES DE MUDAR'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-8600507322568076842</id><published>2011-04-07T10:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T10:42:19.474+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DE COMO PRECISO DE RIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&amp;quot;My wife has a slight impediment in her speech. Every now and then she stops to breathe.&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;(Jimmy Durante)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-8600507322568076842?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/8600507322568076842/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=8600507322568076842' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8600507322568076842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8600507322568076842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/04/de-como-preciso-de-rir.html' title='DE COMO PRECISO DE RIR'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-7445168413307538408</id><published>2011-04-06T18:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T18:00:55.722+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DAS VERDADES UNIVERSAIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center;line-height:13.5pt'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#181818'&gt;&amp;quot;A wise girl kisses but doesn't love, listens but doesn't believe, and leaves before she is left.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-converted-space&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#1F497D'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center;line-height:13.5pt'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-converted-space&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#181818'&gt;(Marylin Monroe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-7445168413307538408?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7445168413307538408/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=7445168413307538408' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/7445168413307538408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/7445168413307538408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/04/das-verdades-universais.html' title='DAS VERDADES UNIVERSAIS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-4771808748385667308</id><published>2011-04-05T14:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T14:18:21.199+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DO QUE PENSAMOS E DO QUE É</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&amp;quot;Às vezes penso que o coração das pessoas é como um poço sem fundo. Ninguém sabe o que se encontra no seu interior. Não temos outro remédio senão dar largas à nossa imaginação a partir do que aparece, volta e meia, à tona.&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;(Haruki Murakami, in&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;A Rapariga que inventou um Sonho)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-4771808748385667308?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4771808748385667308/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=4771808748385667308' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4771808748385667308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4771808748385667308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/04/do-que-pensamos-e-do-que-e.html' title='DO QUE PENSAMOS E DO QUE É'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-7552284882570795818</id><published>2011-04-04T14:51:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T14:51:00.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DE QUANDO O CÉREBRO NÃO DÁ PARA MAIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt; &amp;#8220;O limão é uma laranja de mau humor.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;(Reginaldo Garcia)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-7552284882570795818?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7552284882570795818/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=7552284882570795818' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/7552284882570795818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/7552284882570795818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/04/de-quando-o-cerebro-nao-da-para-mais.html' title='DE QUANDO O CÉREBRO NÃO DÁ PARA MAIS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-6850155308265586668</id><published>2011-03-31T15:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T14:59:24.576+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DAS COISAS EM QUE EU ACREDITO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sGZ5YcVMpYQ/TZSIveDccxI/AAAAAAAABYI/0-ScyQZcTwQ/s1600/Ibelieve01-764580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sGZ5YcVMpYQ/TZSIveDccxI/AAAAAAAABYI/0-ScyQZcTwQ/s320/Ibelieve01-764580.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590243386576368402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-6850155308265586668?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/6850155308265586668/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=6850155308265586668' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/6850155308265586668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/6850155308265586668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/03/das-coisas-em-que-eu-acredito_31.html' title='DAS COISAS EM QUE EU ACREDITO'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sGZ5YcVMpYQ/TZSIveDccxI/AAAAAAAABYI/0-ScyQZcTwQ/s72-c/Ibelieve01-764580.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-94048683584138867</id><published>2011-03-29T15:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T15:23:04.596+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DAQUELAS COISAS QUE SÃO SÓ PARA ENCHER CHOURIÇOS E PARA FAZER A VONTADE A TERCEIROS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='margin-bottom:12.0pt;text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=body&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt; &lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;I'll try anything once, twice if I like it, three times to make sure.&amp;#8221;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=bodybold&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=bodybold&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/m/maewest137972.html"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='color:windowtext;text-decoration:none'&gt;Mae West&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-94048683584138867?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/94048683584138867/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=94048683584138867' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/94048683584138867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/94048683584138867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/03/daquelas-coisas-que-sao-so-para-encher.html' title='DAQUELAS COISAS QUE SÃO SÓ PARA ENCHER CHOURIÇOS E PARA FAZER A VONTADE A TERCEIROS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-5552639596515355692</id><published>2011-03-28T11:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T11:01:25.689+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DAS COISAS QUE NÃO QUEREMOS PERDER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt; &lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;&lt;b&gt;Theresa&lt;/b&gt;: I thought about it. I thought about a lot of things sitting out here. And I can't stay.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;Garrett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;: Why?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;Theresa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;: Because if you can, you'll come to me... When it's right. And if it's not right, it's okay. Because I wouldn't regret one minute. Not one. Bye.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;Garrett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;: I don't want to lose you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;Theresa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;: Then don't.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;(Message in a Bottle)&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/17105391-5552639596515355692?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/5552639596515355692/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=5552639596515355692' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/5552639596515355692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/5552639596515355692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/03/das-coisas-que-nao-queremos-perder.html' title='DAS COISAS QUE NÃO QUEREMOS PERDER'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-3454394427092911348</id><published>2011-03-24T10:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-24T10:49:53.989Z</updated><title type='text'>DAS COISAS QUE SÃO MAIS DO QUE PARECEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center;line-height:14.25pt'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt; &lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;And it&amp;#8217;s not about the sex. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;It&amp;#8217;s not&amp;#8230;..about the sex. It&amp;#8217;s about that moment afterward. When the world stops. Just feels&amp;#8230;&lt;span style='color:#1F497D'&gt; &lt;/span&gt;so safe. So safe.&amp;#8221;&lt;span style='color:#1F497D'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center;line-height:14.25pt'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";color:#1F497D'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center;line-height:14.25pt'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(Grey&amp;#8217;s Anatomy)&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/17105391-3454394427092911348?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/3454394427092911348/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=3454394427092911348' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3454394427092911348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3454394427092911348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/03/das-coisas-que-sao-mais-do-que-parecem.html' title='DAS COISAS QUE SÃO MAIS DO QUE PARECEM'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-5389552209512479813</id><published>2011-03-23T11:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-23T11:34:32.243Z</updated><title type='text'>DE COMO HOJE É UM DIA MAU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center;line-height:11.4pt'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#444444'&gt; &lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;How can you ask me to take a leap off the cliff if all you do is watch from the edge&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center;line-height:11.4pt'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#444444'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center;line-height:11.4pt'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#444444'&gt;(M. J. Glover)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&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/17105391-5389552209512479813?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/5389552209512479813/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=5389552209512479813' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/5389552209512479813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/5389552209512479813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/03/de-como-hoje-e-um-dia-mau.html' title='DE COMO HOJE É UM DIA MAU'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-1005097163121243803</id><published>2011-03-22T12:52:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-22T12:52:03.245Z</updated><title type='text'>DE COMO SOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#181818'&gt;&amp;quot;I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.&amp;quot;&lt;span class=apple-converted-space&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-converted-space&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#181818'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-converted-space&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#181818'&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#181818'&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/82952.Marilyn_Monroe"&gt;&lt;span style='color:#181818;text-decoration:none'&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-1005097163121243803?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1005097163121243803/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=1005097163121243803' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1005097163121243803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1005097163121243803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/03/de-como-sou.html' title='DE COMO SOU'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-813540611341965544</id><published>2011-03-21T11:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-21T11:16:57.408Z</updated><title type='text'>DE COMO QUERO FICAR CONFUSA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;quot;Barney: I lied. When I said I lied that was a lie and I'm sorry.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;Nora: I'me confused.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;Barney: So am I. This... All of this... This is totally new to me but I know it's what I want. I want to be confused. With you.&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(&lt;span style='color:#1F497D'&gt;&amp;#8220;&lt;/span&gt;How I met your mother&lt;span style='color:#1F497D'&gt;&amp;#8221;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/17105391-813540611341965544?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/813540611341965544/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=813540611341965544' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/813540611341965544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/813540611341965544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/03/de-como-quero-ficar-confusa.html' title='DE COMO QUERO FICAR CONFUSA'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-5152039366762021247</id><published>2011-03-18T12:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-18T12:08:37.404Z</updated><title type='text'>DE COMO ME PERCO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;#8220;From this point on, she whispered, we will either find or lose our souls.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;br&gt; (Michael Ondaatje &amp;#8220;The English Patient&amp;#8221;)&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/17105391-5152039366762021247?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/5152039366762021247/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=5152039366762021247' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/5152039366762021247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/5152039366762021247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/03/de-como-me-perco.html' title='DE COMO ME PERCO'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-8331583135370383217</id><published>2011-03-11T13:31:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-11T13:31:13.352Z</updated><title type='text'>DA CLASSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;quot;Guys booty call girls after two a.m. with a drunkenly slur 'whatssss you're doin?'. &lt;/span&gt;But when a lady booty calls a guy, she invents a respectable excuse to mask the fact that she wants to get stucked real good. It's called class, Ted.&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;(Robin in 'How I met your mother')&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-8331583135370383217?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/8331583135370383217/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=8331583135370383217' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8331583135370383217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8331583135370383217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/03/da-classe.html' title='DA CLASSE'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-2505515379660675999</id><published>2011-03-10T10:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-10T10:47:15.708Z</updated><title type='text'>DO ESCREVER DIREITO POR LINHAS TORTAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#444444;font-weight:normal'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#444444'&gt;Addison:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#444444'&gt;&amp;nbsp;is that a doll house?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#444444'&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;Izzie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&amp;nbsp;yeah the lights work and everything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;Addison:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&amp;nbsp;oh did you have a doll house growing up?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;Izzie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had sex last night. with the wrong person... but the thing is... it didnt feel wrong it felt like something was falling into place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;Addison:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&amp;nbsp;what am I suddenly the go-to person for adultery?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;Izzie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&amp;nbsp;No... i just dont know what to do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;Addison:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&amp;nbsp;.... you stop. That&amp;#8217;s what you do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;Izzie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Are you sure?... Because I mean... what if it feels right because it&amp;#8217;s in God's plan?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;Addison:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&amp;nbsp;...God...wants you to be an adulterer?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;Izzie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&amp;nbsp;GOD got a virgin pregnant by magic... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#444444'&gt;GOD is not playing by the rules.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#444444'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#444444'&gt;(Anatomia de Grey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-2505515379660675999?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/2505515379660675999/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=2505515379660675999' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/2505515379660675999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/2505515379660675999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/03/do-escrever-direito-por-linhas-tortas.html' title='DO ESCREVER DIREITO POR LINHAS TORTAS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-2877662781123368195</id><published>2011-03-09T15:05:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-09T15:05:20.936Z</updated><title type='text'>DOS MOMENTOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;I met someone. It was an accident, I wasn&amp;#8217;t looking for it, I wasn&amp;#8217;t on the make. It was a perfect storm.&amp;nbsp;She said one thing,&amp;nbsp;I said another and the next thing I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life in the middle of that conversation.&amp;nbsp;Now there this feeling in my gut. She might be the one. She's completely nuts in a way that makes me smile, highly neurotic, a great deal of maintenance acquired. She is you Karen, that&amp;#8217;s the good news. The bad news is that I don't know how to be with you right now, and that scares the shit out of me. Because if I am not with you right now I have this feeling we will get lost out there. It&amp;#8217;s a big bad world full or twist and turns and people have a way of blinking and missing the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt;The moment that could have changed everything.&amp;#8221;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: "Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt;(Californication)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&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/17105391-2877662781123368195?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/2877662781123368195/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=2877662781123368195' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/2877662781123368195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/2877662781123368195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/03/dos-momentos.html' title='DOS MOMENTOS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-2620562644982325828</id><published>2011-03-03T12:15:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-03T12:15:31.132Z</updated><title type='text'>DA INTIMIDADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;laquo;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;Intimacy is a four syllable word for &amp;#8220;Here is my heart and soul, please grind them into hamburger, and enjoy.&amp;#8221;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;raquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(Grey&amp;#8217;s Anatomy)&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/17105391-2620562644982325828?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/2620562644982325828/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=2620562644982325828' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/2620562644982325828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/2620562644982325828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/03/da-intimidade.html' title='DA INTIMIDADE'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-7369883333221983109</id><published>2011-03-02T17:07:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-02T17:07:46.084Z</updated><title type='text'>DAS RESISTÊNCIAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&amp;quot;Resiste a uma tentação e tua alma adoecerá de desejo pelo que lhe foi vedado.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;(Oscar Wilde)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: "Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&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/17105391-7369883333221983109?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7369883333221983109/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=7369883333221983109' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/7369883333221983109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/7369883333221983109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/03/das-resistencias.html' title='DAS RESISTÊNCIAS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-37052780605139880</id><published>2011-03-01T09:54:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-01T09:54:10.969Z</updated><title type='text'>DOS VENCEDORES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='margin-bottom:12.0pt;text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;Dustin Hoffman and Al Pacino play losers very well. But my audience like to be in there vicariously with a winner. That isn&amp;#8217;t always popular with critics. My characters have sensitivity and vulnerabilities, but they&amp;#8217;re still winners. I don&amp;#8217;t pretend to understand losers. When I read a script about a loser I think of people in life who are losers and they seem to want it that way. It&amp;#8217;s a compulsive philosophy with them. Winners tell themselves, I&amp;#8217;m as bright as the next person. I can do it. Nothing can stop me.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;(Clint Eastwood, 1971)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-37052780605139880?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/37052780605139880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=37052780605139880' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/37052780605139880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/37052780605139880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/03/dos-vencedores.html' title='DOS VENCEDORES'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-7504390641230119264</id><published>2011-03-01T09:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-01T09:53:41.313Z</updated><title type='text'>DO ESTADO DE NERVOS EM QUE ME PÕES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;quot;I can&amp;#8217;t talk to you. You make me nervous. I forget what I.. and I say things I don&amp;#8217;t want to say, and I.. I can&amp;#8217;t. I just go stupid. I like you, that&amp;#8217;s all, there.&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(Grey's Anatomy)&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/17105391-7504390641230119264?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7504390641230119264/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=7504390641230119264' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/7504390641230119264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/7504390641230119264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/03/do-estado-de-nervos-em-que-me-poes.html' title='DO ESTADO DE NERVOS EM QUE ME PÕES'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-6284470716245434710</id><published>2011-02-25T10:37:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-25T10:37:13.832Z</updated><title type='text'>DE COMO SE FAZEM AS COISAS BEM FEITAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black;font-style: normal'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;Abby: We had sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black;font-style:normal'&gt;Hank: Don&amp;#8217;t do that. Don&amp;#8217;t reduce it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class=apple-converted-space&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family: "Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black;font-weight:normal'&gt;That was not sex. That was naked poetry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black; font-style:normal'&gt;I mean, if we had let them hook up cables to our private parts, I bet we could&amp;#8217;ve lit up the entire Sunset Strip.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black;font-style: normal'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black;font-style: normal'&gt;(Californication)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&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/17105391-6284470716245434710?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/6284470716245434710/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=6284470716245434710' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/6284470716245434710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/6284470716245434710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/02/de-como-se-fazem-as-coisas-bem-feitas.html' title='DE COMO SE FAZEM AS COISAS BEM FEITAS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-5114836591565503102</id><published>2011-02-24T14:49:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-24T14:50:00.007Z</updated><title type='text'>DAS COISAS QUE TU ME FAZES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center;line-height:11.4pt'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;If you can make a girl laugh, you can make her do anything.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center;line-height:11.4pt'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(Marilyn Monroe)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-5114836591565503102?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/5114836591565503102/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=5114836591565503102' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/5114836591565503102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/5114836591565503102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/02/das-coisas-que-tu-me-fazes.html' title='DAS COISAS QUE TU ME FAZES'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-1501482074864939188</id><published>2011-02-24T14:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-24T14:47:40.963Z</updated><title type='text'>DO ESTADO DE SAÚDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&amp;quot;Emma: You make my heart have premature ventricular contractions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;Adam: What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-converted-space&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;Emma: You make my heart skip a beat&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;(&amp;#8220;No strings attached&amp;#8221;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-1501482074864939188?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1501482074864939188/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=1501482074864939188' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1501482074864939188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1501482074864939188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/02/do-estado-de-saude.html' title='DO ESTADO DE SAÚDE'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-5823990161766956178</id><published>2011-02-21T17:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-21T17:15:47.992Z</updated><title type='text'>DAS COISAS QUE QUERO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#29303B'&gt;Quero apenas cinco coisas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&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 class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#29303B'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#29303B'&gt;Primeiro é o amor sem fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#29303B'&gt;A segunda é ver o outono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#29303B'&gt;A terceira é o grave inverno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#29303B'&gt;Em quarto lugar o verão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#29303B'&gt;A quinta coisa são teus olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#29303B'&gt;Não quero dormir sem teus olhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#29303B'&gt;Não quero ser... sem que me olhes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#29303B'&gt;Abro mão da primavera para&lt;span class=apple-converted-space&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;que continues me olhando.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#29303B'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#29303B'&gt;(Pablo Neruda)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-5823990161766956178?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/5823990161766956178/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=5823990161766956178' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/5823990161766956178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/5823990161766956178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/02/das-coisas-que-quero.html' title='DAS COISAS QUE QUERO'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-3294832957281086196</id><published>2011-02-18T12:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-18T12:57:53.546Z</updated><title type='text'>DAS PERVERSÕES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#330000'&gt;&amp;#8220;Kinky is using a feather.&amp;nbsp; Perverted is using the whole chicken.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#330000'&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#330000'&gt;Author Unknown)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-3294832957281086196?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/3294832957281086196/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=3294832957281086196' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3294832957281086196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3294832957281086196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/02/das-perversoes.html' title='DAS PERVERSÕES'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-1727166621510589918</id><published>2011-02-16T14:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-16T14:56:41.850Z</updated><title type='text'>DAS PRIMEIRAS VEZES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&amp;quot;If this was us meeting for the first time, I'd do it all again. Everything, the fucks, fuck ups, everything, I'd do it all again.&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;(James Cook &amp;#8211; Skins)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-1727166621510589918?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1727166621510589918/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=1727166621510589918' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1727166621510589918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1727166621510589918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/02/das-primeiras-vezes.html' title='DAS PRIMEIRAS VEZES'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-6870499367714777617</id><published>2011-02-14T10:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-14T10:26:25.608Z</updated><title type='text'>DO DIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p style='margin-left:36.0pt'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&amp;#8220;Todas as cartas de amor são&lt;br&gt; Ridículas.&lt;br&gt; Não seriam cartas de amor se não fossem&lt;br&gt; Ridículas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style='margin-left:36.0pt'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;Também escrevi em meu tempo cartas de amor,&lt;br&gt; Como as outras,&lt;br&gt; Ridículas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style='margin-left:36.0pt'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;As cartas de amor, se há amor,&lt;br&gt; Têm de ser&lt;br&gt; Ridículas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style='margin-left:36.0pt'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;Mas, afinal,&lt;br&gt; Só as criaturas que nunca escreveram&lt;br&gt; Cartas de amor&lt;br&gt; É que são&lt;br&gt; Ridículas.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style='margin-left:36.0pt'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;(Álvaro de Campo)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=center style='margin-left:36.0pt;text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#984806'&gt;Feliz Dia de São Valentim!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=center style='margin-left:36.0pt;text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#984806'&gt;E agora vão lá escrever/dizer a alguém o quanto gostam dele/dela, tá?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-6870499367714777617?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/6870499367714777617/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=6870499367714777617' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/6870499367714777617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/6870499367714777617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/02/do-dia.html' title='DO DIA'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-8280558578527291947</id><published>2011-02-08T10:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-08T10:52:19.979Z</updated><title type='text'>DA ESPERANÇA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"; color:#222222'&gt; &lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;The truth is, doesn't really matter how broken your heart is, or how tired your body is, 'cause there's a thing called hope. If there's some hope, that will eventually keep you safe from dispair.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"; color:#222222'&gt;(Miss Daisy in &lt;a href="http://dias-imperfeitos.blogspot.com/2011/02/hope-will-keep-you-safe.html"&gt;Dias Im(perfeitos)&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-8280558578527291947?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/8280558578527291947/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=8280558578527291947' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8280558578527291947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8280558578527291947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/02/da-esperanca.html' title='DA ESPERANÇA'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-4590007586516930511</id><published>2011-02-08T10:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-08T10:51:50.944Z</updated><title type='text'>DOS CAMINHOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&amp;quot;The path to our destination is not always a straight one. We go down the wrong road, we get lost, we turn back. Maybe it doesn't matter which road we embark on. Maybe what matters is that we embark.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&lt;br&gt; (&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;Barbara Hall)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&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/17105391-4590007586516930511?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4590007586516930511/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=4590007586516930511' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4590007586516930511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4590007586516930511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/02/dos-caminhos.html' title='DOS CAMINHOS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-3586781423581962395</id><published>2011-02-04T11:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-04T11:38:36.391Z</updated><title type='text'>DO FRACASSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&amp;quot;Ever tried? Ever failed? No matter. Try again. Fail again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;Fail better.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;Samuel Beckett)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&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/17105391-3586781423581962395?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/3586781423581962395/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=3586781423581962395' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3586781423581962395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3586781423581962395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/02/do-fracasso.html' title='DO FRACASSO'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-6161511502148050707</id><published>2011-02-01T11:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-01T11:24:14.322Z</updated><title type='text'>DAS SURPRESAS DA VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#222222'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;That's why I can't say enough times, whatever love you can get and give, whatever happiness you can filch or provide, every temporary measure of grace, whatever works.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#222222'&gt;(Boris Yellnikoff, in Whatever Works)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/17105391-6161511502148050707?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/6161511502148050707/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=6161511502148050707' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/6161511502148050707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/6161511502148050707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/02/das-surpresas-da-vida.html' title='DAS SURPRESAS DA VIDA'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-946958837614951147</id><published>2011-01-28T11:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-28T11:04:06.034Z</updated><title type='text'>DAS SÚPLICAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt; &amp;#8220;&amp;#8230;peço-te; tira-me do tédio, tira-me do sério, vira o meu mundo do avesso mas faz-me sentir, desafia-me&amp;#8230;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-converted-space&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-converted-space&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;(in &lt;a href="http://educacaoirracional.blogspot.com/"&gt;Educação Irracional&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-converted-space&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-converted-space&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#E36C0A'&gt;E depois disto, só me resta dizer: Bom fim-de-semana&amp;#8230;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='color:#E36C0A'&gt;&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/17105391-946958837614951147?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/946958837614951147/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=946958837614951147' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/946958837614951147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/946958837614951147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/01/das-suplicas.html' title='DAS SÚPLICAS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-8849426155636713999</id><published>2011-01-26T10:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-26T10:50:14.650Z</updated><title type='text'>DA AUTENTICIDADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&amp;quot;Let the world know you as you are, not as you think you should be, because sooner or later, if you are posing, you will forget the pose, and then where are you?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;(Fanny Brice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&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/17105391-8849426155636713999?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/8849426155636713999/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=8849426155636713999' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8849426155636713999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8849426155636713999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/01/da-autenticidade.html' title='DA AUTENTICIDADE'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-8794355737500207790</id><published>2011-01-24T10:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-24T10:33:04.616Z</updated><title type='text'>DOS PECADOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black;font-weight: normal'&gt;&amp;quot;Os pecados da carne não são nada: doenças a curar pelos médicos se a cura for possível. Só os pecados da alma são vergonhosos.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;(Oscar Wilde)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-8794355737500207790?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/8794355737500207790/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=8794355737500207790' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8794355737500207790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8794355737500207790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/01/dos-pecados.html' title='DOS PECADOS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-8145770895449380065</id><published>2011-01-21T15:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-21T15:54:27.354Z</updated><title type='text'>DO DESEJO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/desire_is_the_starting_point_of_all_achievement/256287.html"&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='color:windowtext;text-decoration:none'&gt;Desire is the starting point of all achievement, not a hope, not a wish, but a keen pulsating desire which transcends everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(Napoleon Hill)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-8145770895449380065?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/8145770895449380065/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=8145770895449380065' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8145770895449380065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8145770895449380065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/01/do-desejo.html' title='DO DESEJO'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-5749121006390421146</id><published>2011-01-20T14:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-01-20T14:32:29.550Z</updated><title type='text'>DOS DESTINOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black;font-style: normal'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;There was nowhere to go but everywhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class=apple-converted-space&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family: "Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black;font-style:normal'&gt;so just keep on rolling under the stars.&amp;#8221;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class=apple-converted-space&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black;font-style:normal'&gt;(Kerouac)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/17105391-5749121006390421146?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/5749121006390421146/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=5749121006390421146' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/5749121006390421146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/5749121006390421146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/01/dos-destinos.html' title='DOS DESTINOS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-6237993678569983266</id><published>2011-01-20T14:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-20T14:32:04.959Z</updated><title type='text'>DO MEDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";font-weight:normal'&gt;&amp;quot;No outro lado de cada medo está a liberdade.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class=apple-converted-space&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-converted-space&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;Marilyn Ferguson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-converted-space&gt;&lt;span style='font-family: "Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/17105391-6237993678569983266?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/6237993678569983266/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=6237993678569983266' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/6237993678569983266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/6237993678569983266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/01/do-medo.html' title='DO MEDO'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-4803464537648350629</id><published>2011-01-14T12:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-14T12:35:08.002Z</updated><title type='text'>DOS CORAÇÕES MAIS OU MENOS PARTIDOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt; &amp;#8220;Se tens um coração de ferro, bom proveito. O meu, fizeram-no de carne, e sangra todo o dia.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(José Saramago)&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/17105391-4803464537648350629?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4803464537648350629/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=4803464537648350629' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4803464537648350629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4803464537648350629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/01/dos-coracoes-mais-ou-menos-partidos.html' title='DOS CORAÇÕES MAIS OU MENOS PARTIDOS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-4826372491239207950</id><published>2011-01-13T11:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-13T11:21:28.833Z</updated><title type='text'>DO SUCESSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&amp;quot;Failure is never final and success is never ending. Success is a journey, not a destination.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;(Ben Sweetland)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&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/17105391-4826372491239207950?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4826372491239207950/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=4826372491239207950' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4826372491239207950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4826372491239207950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/01/do-sucesso.html' title='DO SUCESSO'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-1527235691761558076</id><published>2011-01-04T10:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-04T10:35:04.058Z</updated><title type='text'>DO ESFORÇO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&amp;quot;There are no traffic jams when you go the extra mile.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;(Zig Ziglar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&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/17105391-1527235691761558076?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1527235691761558076/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=1527235691761558076' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1527235691761558076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1527235691761558076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2011/01/do-esforco.html' title='DO ESFORÇO'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-5722871391481747036</id><published>2010-12-31T12:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-31T12:02:34.263Z</updated><title type='text'>DO ANO QUE CHEGA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#330000'&gt; &lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;A smile is the universal welcome.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#330000'&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#330000'&gt;Max Eastman)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#330000'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#984806'&gt;Esta noite sorriam a 2011 e façam-no sentir benvindo. Toda a gente sabe que os convidados que se sentem bem, trazem oferendas maravilhosas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#984806'&gt;Bom Ano Novo e vemo-nos em 2011!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-5722871391481747036?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/5722871391481747036/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=5722871391481747036' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/5722871391481747036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/5722871391481747036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/do-ano-que-chega.html' title='DO ANO QUE CHEGA'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-3251862652507487184</id><published>2010-12-29T10:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-29T10:49:23.725Z</updated><title type='text'>DAS BOAS IDEIAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#330000'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;I'd like to meet the man who invented sex and see what he's working on now.&amp;#8221;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/17105391-3251862652507487184?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/3251862652507487184/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=3251862652507487184' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3251862652507487184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3251862652507487184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/das-boas-ideias.html' title='DAS BOAS IDEIAS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-6262831770099281075</id><published>2010-12-28T10:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-28T10:02:44.185Z</updated><title type='text'>DOS SORRISOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&amp;quot;If you see someone without a smile, give 'em yours!&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;Dolly Parton)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-6262831770099281075?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/6262831770099281075/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=6262831770099281075' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/6262831770099281075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/6262831770099281075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/dos-sorrisos.html' title='DOS SORRISOS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-4274251354896530070</id><published>2010-12-27T09:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-27T09:25:37.055Z</updated><title type='text'>DO JOGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=words&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;Play the game for more than you can afford to lose&amp;#8230; Only then will you learn the game.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=words&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=source&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;Winston Churchill)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-4274251354896530070?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/4274251354896530070/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=4274251354896530070' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4274251354896530070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/4274251354896530070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/do-jogo.html' title='DO JOGO'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-172689330123726068</id><published>2010-12-24T09:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-24T09:28:41.374Z</updated><title type='text'>DO NATAL E DAS SUPERSTIÇÕES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style='color:#000099'&gt;Diz que traz boa sorte!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='color:#000099'&gt;Olhos de sapo, patas de rã, &lt;br&gt; que tenhas Sorte todas as manhãs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='color:#000099'&gt;Asas de morcego , baba de lombriga, &lt;br&gt; que sempre estejas de bem com a vida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='color:#000099'&gt;Patas de hipopótamo, couro de dragão, &lt;br&gt; que nada nunca machuque seu coração!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='color:#000099'&gt;Dentes de cobra, ossos de urubu &lt;br&gt; Saibas que gosto muito de TÚ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='color:#000099'&gt;Unhas de gato, penas de galinha, &lt;br&gt; que sempre estejas de bem com sua vizinha! &lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt; Prometa: &lt;br&gt; Vassourinha, vassourinha, &lt;br&gt; que cada ano eu esteja mais bonitinha. &lt;br&gt; Sapo, sapinho, &lt;br&gt; que nunca acabe meu perfume e meu batonzinho. &lt;br&gt; Caldeirão caldeirinho, &lt;br&gt; que haja abundância de dinheirinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt; color:#1F497D'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style='color:#000099'&gt;Um Feliz Natal para todos!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt;color:#1F497D'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;table class=MsoNormalTable border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=0&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td valign=top style='padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm'&gt;   &lt;blockquote style='border:none;border-left:solid #1010FF 1.5pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 4.0pt;   margin-left:3.75pt;margin-top:5.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt'&gt;   &lt;div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;   &lt;blockquote style='margin-top:5.0pt;margin-bottom:5.0pt'&gt;   &lt;div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;   &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/blockquote&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/blockquote&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;br&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-172689330123726068?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/172689330123726068/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=172689330123726068' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/172689330123726068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/172689330123726068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/do-natal-e-das-supersticoes.html' title='DO NATAL E DAS SUPERSTIÇÕES'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-3547464490555362186</id><published>2010-12-23T09:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-12-23T09:47:10.465Z</updated><title type='text'>DO QUE OS HOMENS DEVERIAM FAZER PELAS MULHERES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&amp;quot;Quando um homem se interessa por uma mulher, faz os possíveis por entrar, pelo menos indirectamente, em contacto com ela, para tocar de longe o mundo dela e o pôr em movimento.&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;(Milan Kundera)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-3547464490555362186?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/3547464490555362186/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=3547464490555362186' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3547464490555362186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3547464490555362186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/do-que-os-homens-deveriam-fazer-pelas.html' title='DO QUE OS HOMENS DEVERIAM FAZER PELAS MULHERES'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-512818965713526841</id><published>2010-12-20T10:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-20T10:30:52.964Z</updated><title type='text'>DA VIDA E SUAS BATALHAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&amp;quot;This is as true in everyday life as it is in battle: we are given one life and the decision is ours whether to wait for circumstances to make up our mind, or whether to act, and in acting, to live.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;(Omar Bradley)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&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/17105391-512818965713526841?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/512818965713526841/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=512818965713526841' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/512818965713526841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/512818965713526841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/da-vida-e-suas-batalhas.html' title='DA VIDA E SUAS BATALHAS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-1159181983427424397</id><published>2010-12-16T12:05:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-12-16T12:05:03.392Z</updated><title type='text'>DOS ENCONTROS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#330000'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;When a man goes on a date he wonders if he is going to get lucky.&amp;nbsp; A woman already knows.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#330000'&gt;(Frederike Ryder)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-1159181983427424397?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1159181983427424397/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=1159181983427424397' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1159181983427424397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1159181983427424397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/dos-encontros.html' title='DOS ENCONTROS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-2900736066268835608</id><published>2010-12-15T10:28:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-12-15T10:28:22.000Z</updated><title type='text'>DOS SEGREDOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";font-weight:normal'&gt;&amp;#8220;Existem certas ocasiões em que um homem tem de revelar metade do seu segredo para manter oculto o resto.&amp;#8221;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif"; font-weight:normal'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";font-weight:normal'&gt;(Philip Chesterfield)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-2900736066268835608?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/2900736066268835608/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=2900736066268835608' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/2900736066268835608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/2900736066268835608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/dos-segredos.html' title='DOS SEGREDOS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-9076866906638891920</id><published>2010-12-13T10:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-13T10:21:55.578Z</updated><title type='text'>DOS POTES DE OURO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#222222'&gt;&amp;#8220;I'm looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#222222'&gt;(Carrie Bradshaw)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&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/17105391-9076866906638891920?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/9076866906638891920/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=9076866906638891920' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/9076866906638891920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/9076866906638891920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/dos-potes-de-ouro.html' title='DOS POTES DE OURO'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-3587911543533212277</id><published>2010-12-10T09:49:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-12-10T09:49:06.349Z</updated><title type='text'>DOS ERROS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;Lily: Ok, yes, it's a mistake. But there are certain things in life where you know it's a mistake but you don't really know it's a mistake because the only way to really know it is a mistake is to make that mistake and look back and say &amp;quot;Yup, that was a mistake&amp;quot;. So really, the bigger mistake would be to not make the mistake because then you'll go your whole life not really knowing if something is a mistake or not (...) Does any of this make sense to you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;Ted: I don't know, you said 'mistake' a lot.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;(In &amp;#8216;How I met your mother&amp;#8217; S01E21)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/17105391-3587911543533212277?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/3587911543533212277/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=3587911543533212277' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3587911543533212277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3587911543533212277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/12/dos-erros.html' title='DOS ERROS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-1688417139749817244</id><published>2010-11-30T15:05:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-11-30T15:05:33.374Z</updated><title type='text'>DA NOITE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;Under the cover of darkness, people do things they never do under the harsh glare of day. Decisions feel wiser. People feel older. But, when the sun rises, you have to take responsibility for what you did in the dark. And face yourself under the cold harsh light of day.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;(Meredith Grey&amp;#8217;s in &amp;#8216;Grey&amp;#8217;s Anatomy&amp;#8217;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-1688417139749817244?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1688417139749817244/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=1688417139749817244' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1688417139749817244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1688417139749817244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/11/da-noite.html' title='DA NOITE'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-6593806725462987027</id><published>2010-11-29T10:11:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-11-29T10:11:50.654Z</updated><title type='text'>DOS AZARES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;Why do married women always have husbands?&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;(The Simpsons)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-6593806725462987027?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/6593806725462987027/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=6593806725462987027' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/6593806725462987027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/6593806725462987027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/11/dos-azares.html' title='DOS AZARES'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-7992383840685867356</id><published>2010-11-26T14:51:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-11-26T14:51:28.600Z</updated><title type='text'>DO MEDO QUE ELES TÊM DE NÓS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt; &lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;Nancy Botwin: That whole sexist thing, that whole oppression thing. Why do you do that?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;Hooman Jaka: You guys scare the shit out of us.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;(In &amp;#8216;Weeds&amp;#8217;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&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/17105391-7992383840685867356?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/7992383840685867356/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=7992383840685867356' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/7992383840685867356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/7992383840685867356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/11/do-medo-que-eles-tem-de-nos.html' title='DO MEDO QUE ELES TÊM DE NÓS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-8475624171509563902</id><published>2010-11-25T09:40:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-11-25T09:40:42.060Z</updated><title type='text'>DAS COISAS QUE JÁ FIZEMOS E JÁ SENTIMOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt; font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt; &amp;#8220;Já gritei e saltei de tanta felicidade&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt; font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;Já vivi de amor e fiz promessas eternas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt; font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;Mas também me magoei muitas vezes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt; font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;Já telefonei só para ouvir uma voz&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt; font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;E apaixonei-me por um sorriso&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:11.0pt; font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;Já pensei que fosse morrer de tanta saudade.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-8475624171509563902?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/8475624171509563902/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=8475624171509563902' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8475624171509563902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/8475624171509563902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/11/das-coisas-que-ja-fizemos-e-ja-sentimos.html' title='DAS COISAS QUE JÁ FIZEMOS E JÁ SENTIMOS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-6685524325174147655</id><published>2010-11-24T14:27:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-11-24T14:27:03.154Z</updated><title type='text'>DAS COISAS QUE FAZEMOS PORQUE ASSIM TEM DE SER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='margin-bottom:12.0pt;text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#222222'&gt;&amp;#8220;It's not enough that we do our best; sometimes we have to do what's required.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='margin-bottom:12.0pt;text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:#222222'&gt;(Sir Winston Churchill - British politician (1874 - 1965)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/17105391-6685524325174147655?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/6685524325174147655/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=6685524325174147655' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/6685524325174147655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/6685524325174147655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/11/das-coisas-que-fazemos-porque-assim-tem.html' title='DAS COISAS QUE FAZEMOS PORQUE ASSIM TEM DE SER'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-243390653781055179</id><published>2010-11-23T16:11:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-11-23T16:11:27.005Z</updated><title type='text'>DOS BEIJOS QUE MUDAM TUDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black; font-weight:normal'&gt;&amp;quot;I was born when you kissed me. I died when you left me. I lived a few weeks while you loved me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black;font-weight: normal'&gt;Good-bye, Dix.&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black; font-weight:normal'&gt;(Humphrey Bogart in a &amp;#8220;Lonely Place&amp;#8221;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-243390653781055179?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/243390653781055179/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=243390653781055179' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/243390653781055179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/243390653781055179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/11/dos-beijos-que-mudam-tudo.html' title='DOS BEIJOS QUE MUDAM TUDO'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-3451270378683697241</id><published>2010-11-19T10:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-11-19T10:37:53.153Z</updated><title type='text'>DAS PESSOAS QUE PASSAM POR NÓS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;&amp;quot; - O problema &amp;#8211; começou Anita calmamente &amp;#8211; é que quando somos novos pensamos que vamos conhecer todo o tipo de pessoas maravilhosas, que seguir caminhos diferentes e perder amigos é um processo natural. A princípio, não nos preocupamos com os amigos que deixamos para trás. Mas com a idade, torna-se cada vez mais difícil fazer amizades. Demasiadas defesas, muito poucas oportunidades. Temos a vida preenchida. E quando nos apercebemos de que perdemos a melhor amiga que tínhamos, passaram anos e temos a maturidade suficiente para ter vergonha da nossa atitude e, francamente, da nossa arrogância.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#1F497D'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif";color:black'&gt;(Kate Jacobs em &amp;#8220;O Clube de Tricô de Sexta à Noite&amp;#8221;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-3451270378683697241?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/3451270378683697241/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=3451270378683697241' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3451270378683697241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/3451270378683697241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/11/das-pessoas-que-passam-por-nos.html' title='DAS PESSOAS QUE PASSAM POR NÓS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-1754707454432710405</id><published>2010-11-17T10:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-11-17T09:59:05.452Z</updated><title type='text'>DE COMO DEUS SÓ JOGA JOGOS INTELIGENTES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#5C5542'&gt;&amp;#8220;O azar não existe; Deus não joga dados.&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#5C5542'&gt;(Albert Einstein)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-1754707454432710405?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1754707454432710405/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=1754707454432710405' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1754707454432710405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1754707454432710405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/11/de-como-deus-so-joga-jogos-inteligentes.html' title='DE COMO DEUS SÓ JOGA JOGOS INTELIGENTES'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-7932514117737734487</id><published>2010-11-16T09:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-11-16T09:41:43.789Z</updated><title type='text'>DAS DESPEDIDAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"; color:#741B47'&gt;&amp;quot;After a while you learn the difference between holding hands and falling in love, you begin to learn that kisses don't always mean something and promises can be broken as fast as they are made and sometimes goodbyes really are forever.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div&gt;  &lt;table class=MsoNormalTable border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=0&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style='padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm'&gt;   &lt;table class=MsoNormalTable border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=0&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td colspan=6 style='padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm'&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 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 &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;&amp;quot;Two plus two equals four. I put sugar in my coffee and it tastes sweet. The sun comes up because the world turns. These things are beautiful to me. There are mysteries I will never understand, but everywhere I look I see proof that for every effect there is a corresponding cause. Even if I can't see it. I find that reassuring.&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span lang=EN-US style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(Temperance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;Brennan in &amp;#8216;Bones&amp;#8217;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-743856018762365395?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/743856018762365395/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=743856018762365395' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/743856018762365395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/743856018762365395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/11/das-coisas-que-nos-fazem-acreditar.html' title='DAS COISAS QUE NOS FAZEM ACREDITAR'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-520388561549424603</id><published>2010-11-10T09:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-11-10T09:43:41.867Z</updated><title type='text'>DAS VERDADES E DAS QUE NÃO O SÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='margin-bottom:12.0pt;text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;&amp;quot;Uma mentira pode dar a volta ao mundo, enquanto a verdade ainda calça seus sapatos.&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span class=apple-style-span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"; color:black'&gt;(Mark Twain)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/17105391-520388561549424603?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/520388561549424603/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=520388561549424603' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/520388561549424603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/520388561549424603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/11/das-verdades-e-das-que-nao-o-sao.html' title='DAS VERDADES E DAS QUE NÃO O SÃO'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17105391.post-1202733493765508711</id><published>2010-11-09T09:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-11-09T09:26:42.085Z</updated><title type='text'>DA SORTE E OUTRAS DESGRAÇAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt; &lt;span lang=EN-US&gt;&amp;#8220;One half of life is luck; the other half is discipline - and that's the important half, for without discipline you wouldn't know what to do with luck.&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:"Microsoft Sans Serif","sans-serif"'&gt;(Carl Zuckmeyer, 1896-1977, Writer)&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/17105391-1202733493765508711?l=pensamentodia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/feeds/1202733493765508711/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17105391&amp;postID=1202733493765508711' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1202733493765508711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17105391/posts/default/1202733493765508711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pensamentodia.blogspot.com/2010/11/da-sorte-e-outras-desgracas.html' title='DA SORTE E OUTRAS DESGRAÇAS'/><author><name>Mente Quase Perigosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06658335692498141538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B15M5oYjAlg/Sl21TrODhzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/iV_-A8U6ym4/S220/Dory.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
