tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79262894982791000902012-01-31T09:10:10.553-08:00Existe um lugar bonito e tranquilo pra gente se amar.Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.comBlogger5211100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-10357757981579210152012-01-30T03:38:00.000-08:002012-01-30T03:38:19.800-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-koFFOZvvMT8/TyaA5xFO3iI/AAAAAAAAI7I/Igxcxf0cQrE/s1600/tumblr_lk7mcpR7n91qgl7z7o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="228" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-koFFOZvvMT8/TyaA5xFO3iI/AAAAAAAAI7I/Igxcxf0cQrE/s320/tumblr_lk7mcpR7n91qgl7z7o1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br />com ternura e vontade de entender,<br />quando tudo for pedra, a primeira<br />e decisiva flor...<br /><br /><br />(Glaucia Daibert).<br /><br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-1035775798157921015?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-27939736158841889252012-01-29T04:40:00.000-08:002012-01-29T04:42:26.363-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yzhqgGYm1GU/TyU9pzQEaYI/AAAAAAAAI7A/3FrzsI-vLvY/s1600/4c6bb556d8be3c107394f190921eaa3774d99bc5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yzhqgGYm1GU/TyU9pzQEaYI/AAAAAAAAI7A/3FrzsI-vLvY/s320/4c6bb556d8be3c107394f190921eaa3774d99bc5.jpg" width="259" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />tal como eu sou.<br />Só então poderemos descobrir-nos<br />um ao outro.<br /><br /><br />(Federico Fellini).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-2793973615884188925?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-69671276863547031042012-01-28T03:23:00.000-08:002012-01-28T03:23:54.618-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YwOm3L3JavQ/TyPadqQdj_I/AAAAAAAAI6w/WkOmcAuIDSE/s1600/http-__meme.zenfs.com_u_98f18c1217b13c1634ac1c15980510a2b2e5058d.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="303" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YwOm3L3JavQ/TyPadqQdj_I/AAAAAAAAI6w/WkOmcAuIDSE/s320/http-__meme.zenfs.com_u_98f18c1217b13c1634ac1c15980510a2b2e5058d.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br />admirar-me de estar sendo.<br /><br /><br />(Fernando Pessoa).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-6967127686354703104?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-11202439923668511882012-01-27T08:06:00.000-08:002012-01-27T08:06:01.385-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WP2ma2zCvp8/TyLLD6xTgWI/AAAAAAAAI6g/UJzvWauFbVI/s1600/404395_335068406514342_183596821661502_1161042_273672924_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WP2ma2zCvp8/TyLLD6xTgWI/AAAAAAAAI6g/UJzvWauFbVI/s320/404395_335068406514342_183596821661502_1161042_273672924_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />acredite e realize.<br /><br /><br />(Evelyn Bianchi).<br /><br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<br /><br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-1120243992366851188?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-56016840547078484022012-01-26T03:55:00.000-08:002012-01-26T03:55:25.668-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5FAwbcCX93E/TyE-vfhMFtI/AAAAAAAAI6Y/EPMocRDlBAc/s1600/409119_173582859416283_172793382828564_299148_1455922924_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5FAwbcCX93E/TyE-vfhMFtI/AAAAAAAAI6Y/EPMocRDlBAc/s320/409119_173582859416283_172793382828564_299148_1455922924_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />felicidade é encontrar a nossa alegria<br />na alegria dos outros.<br /><br /><br />(Alexandre Herculano).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-5601684054707848402?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-15391583291002837222012-01-25T03:24:00.000-08:002012-01-25T03:24:22.346-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FRfuYo76yg/Tx_mDcmC2YI/AAAAAAAAI6A/mNkxpicSE2U/s1600/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_ba2fb526bfad498f1d9fd4e2855d947471e3a671.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="192" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FRfuYo76yg/Tx_mDcmC2YI/AAAAAAAAI6A/mNkxpicSE2U/s320/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_ba2fb526bfad498f1d9fd4e2855d947471e3a671.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />vencer todos os dias, mas lutar sempre.<br /><br /><br />(Waldemar Valle Martins).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-1539158329100283722?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-65904548068607891692012-01-22T09:12:00.000-08:002012-01-22T09:12:52.878-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-su-2H3wk9Oc/TxxDEZcX4kI/AAAAAAAAI5o/oKuIAsLaIVg/s1600/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_c5467a3e3832ec380325f44190d9562866b54ff8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-su-2H3wk9Oc/TxxDEZcX4kI/AAAAAAAAI5o/oKuIAsLaIVg/s320/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_c5467a3e3832ec380325f44190d9562866b54ff8.jpg" width="293" /></a></div><br /><br />mais pura forma do amor de Deus,<br />porque nasce do livre arbítrio do coração.<br /><br /><br />(Paramahansa Yogananda).<br /><br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-6590454806860789169?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-53628044789862535122012-01-20T03:04:00.000-08:002012-01-20T03:04:56.244-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDFk5AYPPLo/TxlJzKry_NI/AAAAAAAAI5Y/BVMiXq5CDL4/s1600/3fc7fad0d2aa3271ac050d8ce5f6ebd3143ae3c8.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDFk5AYPPLo/TxlJzKry_NI/AAAAAAAAI5Y/BVMiXq5CDL4/s320/3fc7fad0d2aa3271ac050d8ce5f6ebd3143ae3c8.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br />seu tempo é ganhar tempo.<br /><br /><br />(Francis Bacon)<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-5362804478986253512?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-61584007203805380942012-01-20T03:02:00.001-08:002012-01-20T03:02:19.374-08:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-6158400720380538094?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-37075061578451416002012-01-19T07:37:00.000-08:002012-01-19T07:37:55.107-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58FrY2S3zt4/Txg4hnkeN_I/AAAAAAAAI5I/BA2jVBynlq0/s1600/recursos-naturais1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58FrY2S3zt4/Txg4hnkeN_I/AAAAAAAAI5I/BA2jVBynlq0/s320/recursos-naturais1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />vencer a Natureza obedecendo-lhe.<br /><br />(Francis Bacon).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<br /><br /><br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-3707506157845141600?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-23006887877555396842012-01-18T08:39:00.000-08:002012-01-18T08:39:00.720-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuzQQH0-m2c/Txb073dhr0I/AAAAAAAAI44/dYpX4BcnN9k/s1600/pics_046-1_thumb%255B3%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="243" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuzQQH0-m2c/Txb073dhr0I/AAAAAAAAI44/dYpX4BcnN9k/s320/pics_046-1_thumb%255B3%255D.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br />maravilhosa se não se tem medo dela.<br /><br /><br />(Charles Chaplin).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-2300688787755539684?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-55431410437896570152012-01-14T07:06:00.000-08:002012-01-14T07:06:34.963-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pIpD87Oh18o/TxGZcS7aLZI/AAAAAAAAI30/ZgJLvX4Balw/s1600/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_c5467a3e3832ec380325f44190d9562866b54ff8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pIpD87Oh18o/TxGZcS7aLZI/AAAAAAAAI30/ZgJLvX4Balw/s320/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_c5467a3e3832ec380325f44190d9562866b54ff8.jpg" width="293" /></a></div><br /><br />exige paciência: é soma, acréscimo, conquista e<br />aperfeiçoamento.<br /><br />(Lya Luft).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-5543141043789657015?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-57241056584209281922012-01-08T08:35:00.000-08:002012-01-08T08:35:04.669-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T7tjoBuDMNc/TwnFUk0JfTI/AAAAAAAAI3c/UzpWwAO1ojg/s1600/000l054RiJ2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T7tjoBuDMNc/TwnFUk0JfTI/AAAAAAAAI3c/UzpWwAO1ojg/s320/000l054RiJ2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br />desabrocham para continuar a<br />viver, pois reter é perecer.<br /><br /><br />(Khalil Gibran).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-5724105658420928192?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-56351014044434322582011-12-25T13:36:00.000-08:002011-12-25T13:36:31.731-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1jMv93AwlCY/TveWTFyA82I/AAAAAAAAI3A/qtL5IZcYVNk/s1600/pagina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1jMv93AwlCY/TveWTFyA82I/AAAAAAAAI3A/qtL5IZcYVNk/s320/pagina.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br />Suas páginas estão em branco.<br />Nós vamos colocar palavras nele.<br />O livro chama-se Oportunidade e<br />seu primeiro capítulo é o Dia de<br />Ano Novo.<br /><br /><br />(Edith Lovejoy Pierce).<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-5635101404443432258?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-50752782009701128242011-12-18T06:43:00.000-08:002011-12-18T06:50:28.208-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqbzR-kYwuo/Tu381IX-fWI/AAAAAAAAIz8/T-vB_KzpkJk/s1600/2971043.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqbzR-kYwuo/Tu381IX-fWI/AAAAAAAAIz8/T-vB_KzpkJk/s400/2971043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687479894150118754" /></a><br /><div>o direito de fazer tudo aquilo que as leis permitem.</div><div><br /></div><div>(Barão de Montesquieu).</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-5075278200970112824?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-64266680831493906072011-12-17T03:07:00.000-08:002011-12-17T03:08:46.638-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JQMh9dCnIJc/Tux388UuYdI/AAAAAAAAIzk/ZXjLqTy0JZ4/s1600/07fe33de24d929806f8ae5c8b2191ad2d03e9b76.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JQMh9dCnIJc/Tux388UuYdI/AAAAAAAAIzk/ZXjLqTy0JZ4/s400/07fe33de24d929806f8ae5c8b2191ad2d03e9b76.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687052318331003346" /></a><br /><div>que nunca consegui responder...</div><div>E que é: Que quer uma mulher?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Sigmund Freud).</div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-6426668083149390607?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-57139196552723424632011-12-15T03:21:00.000-08:002011-12-15T03:23:25.605-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RGAtY6WvC2U/TunYUwrsUTI/AAAAAAAAIzM/tY8dCUzsfps/s1600/vida1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RGAtY6WvC2U/TunYUwrsUTI/AAAAAAAAIzM/tY8dCUzsfps/s400/vida1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686313855709106482" /></a><br /><div>a infância da nossa imortalidade.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Goethe).</div><div><br /></div><div>Fundo da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-5713919655272342463?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-26115620684479938432011-12-14T13:53:00.000-08:002011-12-14T13:55:38.738-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AA-qAWgaodI/Tuka-5sCWcI/AAAAAAAAIzA/wgUkzzVEr0U/s1600/zelo_lider.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AA-qAWgaodI/Tuka-5sCWcI/AAAAAAAAIzA/wgUkzzVEr0U/s400/zelo_lider.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686105672471697858" /></a><br /><div>sentir são inseparáveis.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Albert Camus).</div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-2611562068447993843?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-13640444317189127032011-12-13T10:49:00.000-08:002011-12-13T10:52:10.331-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-04AWcq-kpwg/TueeVj3VS2I/AAAAAAAAIyo/0jHZs6gV9uw/s1600/Ei-Sorria%2B%25281%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-04AWcq-kpwg/TueeVj3VS2I/AAAAAAAAIyo/0jHZs6gV9uw/s400/Ei-Sorria%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685687147820305250" /></a><br /><div>senso da vida é a alegria de viver.</div><div><br /></div><div>(Emily Dickinson).</div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-1364044431718912703?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-90985882938728530102011-12-12T07:10:00.000-08:002011-12-12T07:17:04.314-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tt_UGlfIFtY/TuYauMZ84KI/AAAAAAAAIxw/SKRpacxtTfA/s1600/2903360.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tt_UGlfIFtY/TuYauMZ84KI/AAAAAAAAIxw/SKRpacxtTfA/s400/2903360.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685260960508207266" /></a><br /><div>deviam indicar apenas onde</div><div>os sorrisos estiveram.</div><div><br /></div><div>(Mark Twain).</div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-9098588293872853010?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-351645754239853082011-12-10T08:03:00.000-08:002011-12-10T08:08:16.034-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iKwPJfaCvPI/TuODg5gq7_I/AAAAAAAAIxM/LV_wCaJSs7Y/s1600/http---meme.zenfs.com-u-fa9384fcec2ad3d34a359b99431278021ac8d3a0.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iKwPJfaCvPI/TuODg5gq7_I/AAAAAAAAIxM/LV_wCaJSs7Y/s400/http---meme.zenfs.com-u-fa9384fcec2ad3d34a359b99431278021ac8d3a0.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684531755888603122" /></a><br /><div>impossível àquele que apoia seu desejo </div><div>em uma fé inabalável.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Napoleon Hill).</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-35164575423985308?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-49282407930452175892011-12-04T08:08:00.000-08:002011-12-04T08:12:40.042-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3U_mf8-3hw/TtubnkrKppI/AAAAAAAAIwc/XLceepqbDKY/s1600/6d183fa2d6a06625bf895488ccd85702986eae76.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 340px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x3U_mf8-3hw/TtubnkrKppI/AAAAAAAAIwc/XLceepqbDKY/s400/6d183fa2d6a06625bf895488ccd85702986eae76.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682306459019945618" /></a><br /><div>melhor que perder-se no caminho.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(desconheço autoria).</div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-4928240793045217589?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-14516029997992333322011-12-02T04:01:00.000-08:002011-12-02T04:06:47.317-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DKFkImvhyCo/Tti-hnuMUzI/AAAAAAAAIwE/Xp5EFwRdGaw/s1600/tumblr_lc22nkFd331qbjvffo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DKFkImvhyCo/Tti-hnuMUzI/AAAAAAAAIwE/Xp5EFwRdGaw/s400/tumblr_lc22nkFd331qbjvffo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681500414735569714" /></a>Quando raras e lapidadas, preciosas.<div>Quando muitas, iguais e dispersas,</div><div>pedregulho.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Century gothic', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 25px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">Sylvio Panza).</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Century gothic', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 25px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Century gothic', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 25px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">Fonte da imagem;</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Century gothic', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 25px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Century gothic', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 25px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">http://www.google.com.br</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-1451602999799233332?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-61775937091215989382011-11-29T10:55:00.000-08:002011-11-29T10:57:36.146-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q_CtiXOw42I/TtUq1tmmlSI/AAAAAAAAIuw/B0OOmZGxMZo/s1600/a603472b188335e1096f7d8e9c89f6b9.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 348px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q_CtiXOw42I/TtUq1tmmlSI/AAAAAAAAIuw/B0OOmZGxMZo/s400/a603472b188335e1096f7d8e9c89f6b9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680493607260689698" /></a><br /><div>livro aberto, , folheia minha alma</div><div>que encontrarás meu coração.</div><div><br /></div><div>(Sady Mac).</div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-6177593709121598938?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-79186217332348005422011-11-25T12:36:00.000-08:002011-11-25T12:39:15.482-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KQwE4RM5DsA/Ts_8ag_RMDI/AAAAAAAAItQ/cpn46iRoI8E/s1600/640784.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KQwE4RM5DsA/Ts_8ag_RMDI/AAAAAAAAItQ/cpn46iRoI8E/s400/640784.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679035187599585330" /></a><br /><div>compartilhar é aquele onde o amor, a verdade</div><div>e a compreensão estiverem presentes.</div><div><br /></div><div>(desconheço autoria).</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Obs: caso alguém saiba quem é o autor(a),</div><div>dessa frase avise-me para que possa dar</div><div>os devidos créditos.</div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-7918621733234800542?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-87792910943323237212011-11-24T10:45:00.001-08:002011-11-24T10:46:04.008-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IItQ_KvWqKA/Ts6Q4IxJe5I/AAAAAAAAIss/8mOlnu8xVIk/s1600/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_cba27f04d7199b3acc4e3dc8736565242fa11b3b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IItQ_KvWqKA/Ts6Q4IxJe5I/AAAAAAAAIss/8mOlnu8xVIk/s400/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_cba27f04d7199b3acc4e3dc8736565242fa11b3b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678635474261474194" /></a><div>do tamanho do que vejo</div><div>E não do tamanho da minha altura...</div><div>E o que vejo são meus sonhos.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Alberto Caeiro, heterônimo de Fernando Pessoa).</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-8779291094332323721?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-90406059081586213782011-11-21T08:06:00.000-08:002011-11-21T08:09:55.869-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrQX3FVjKwI/Tsp3YD3vLVI/AAAAAAAAIrY/cfwdchw0M6k/s1600/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_9ec0a424d3ff771086f1a5fe4ef616aae9b92aee.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hrQX3FVjKwI/Tsp3YD3vLVI/AAAAAAAAIrY/cfwdchw0M6k/s400/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_9ec0a424d3ff771086f1a5fe4ef616aae9b92aee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677481535493582162" /></a>enfrentei derrotas, venci obstáculos.<div>Bati na porta da vida e disse-lhe:</div><div>Não tenho medo de vivê-la.</div><div><br /></div><div>(desconheço autoria).</div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-9040605908158621378?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-21462691827832964392011-11-19T09:54:00.001-08:002011-11-19T10:00:04.044-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0MA-6skPDY/TsftaqHSZMI/AAAAAAAAIq0/NzZxR_Krf08/s1600/50cdb07cc6a0f3a6fe1ff73bc711c8e45258719c.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0MA-6skPDY/TsftaqHSZMI/AAAAAAAAIq0/NzZxR_Krf08/s400/50cdb07cc6a0f3a6fe1ff73bc711c8e45258719c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676766897561035970" /></a><br /><div>tantas buscas, encontros, desencontros, acho que </div><div>a minha mais sincera intenção é me sentir confortável,</div><div>mesmo acessando, vez ou outra, lugares da memória</div><div>que eu adoraria inacessíveis, tristezas que não cicatrizaram,</div><div>padrões que eu não soube transformar, embora continue</div><div>me empenhando para conseguir.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Ana Jácomo).</div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http: //www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-2146269182783296439?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-48228563599405063172011-11-17T18:35:00.003-08:002011-11-17T18:38:53.903-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5UqxTNyD_0A/TsXEwl-1KPI/AAAAAAAAIqE/y6BfQ6bCpzo/s1600/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_08b342ce4148f211af60bceeed27f8e21a253dd5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5UqxTNyD_0A/TsXEwl-1KPI/AAAAAAAAIqE/y6BfQ6bCpzo/s400/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_08b342ce4148f211af60bceeed27f8e21a253dd5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676159244478785778" /></a><br /><div>acho que nasci na década errada...</div><div>Tenho princípios que já se perderam,</div><div>amo coisas que já não se dá mais valor.</div><div><br /></div><div>(Leticia Zampier).</div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-4822856359940506317?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-35919192978465469832011-11-15T03:14:00.000-08:002011-11-15T03:21:18.521-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmNN9DgZ5Uw/TsJJ07pVM5I/AAAAAAAAIps/QwOV74TB8lE/s1600/cafe02.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmNN9DgZ5Uw/TsJJ07pVM5I/AAAAAAAAIps/QwOV74TB8lE/s400/cafe02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675179654153319314" border="0" /></a><br />está em cada novo dia, descobrir uma nova esperança<br />que nos faça caminhar sempre em busca da Felicidade.<br /><br />(desconheço autoria).<br /><br />BOM DIA A TODOS!<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-3591919297846546983?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-60873904466017563272011-11-07T05:24:00.000-08:002011-11-07T05:26:37.399-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3IEcrJzrLAo/TrfcPsS296I/AAAAAAAAIow/QZlxqcK-Dio/s1600/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_834c3174a43b99223af9c0bf5b0891b9be5b201f.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3IEcrJzrLAo/TrfcPsS296I/AAAAAAAAIow/QZlxqcK-Dio/s400/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_834c3174a43b99223af9c0bf5b0891b9be5b201f.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672244417842837410" border="0" /></a><br />só permite aos gênios uma filha: sua obra.<br /><br /><br />(Monteiro Lobato).<br /><br /><br />Fonte da imagem://www.google.com.br<br /><br /><br />BOM DIA A TODOS!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-6087390446601756327?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-7824142086209125142011-11-05T04:50:00.000-07:002011-11-05T04:54:04.113-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5xinFoxOQk/TrUjN0pzSGI/AAAAAAAAIoA/WRA0TS7h1gs/s1600/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_089770b3d5c39e0966a939ba5d6075655c96b7a5.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5xinFoxOQk/TrUjN0pzSGI/AAAAAAAAIoA/WRA0TS7h1gs/s400/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_089770b3d5c39e0966a939ba5d6075655c96b7a5.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671478026122250338" border="0" /></a><br /><br />ato de bondade, por menor que seja,<br />jamais será um desperdício.<br /><br /><br />(Mahatma Gandhi.<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-782414208620912514?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-87483242323608027082011-11-04T08:37:00.001-07:002011-11-04T08:40:17.853-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cOHDhYcwpGM/TrQHKVpSliI/AAAAAAAAIn0/QynhpsyumK8/s1600/caminho-de-volta.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cOHDhYcwpGM/TrQHKVpSliI/AAAAAAAAIn0/QynhpsyumK8/s400/caminho-de-volta.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671165704956712482" border="0" /></a><br />donde vens, olhe para onde vais.<br /><br /><br /> (Pierre Augustin).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-8748324232360802708?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-37311397820808930842011-10-31T05:16:00.001-07:002011-10-31T05:17:55.407-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rc-gAJ9xpmk/Tq6Ro_GYARI/AAAAAAAAIm4/tb5SmeHVXxY/s1600/fiery_orange_sunset_2048x1536_blogdowallpaper.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rc-gAJ9xpmk/Tq6Ro_GYARI/AAAAAAAAIm4/tb5SmeHVXxY/s400/fiery_orange_sunset_2048x1536_blogdowallpaper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669629114225000722" border="0" /></a><br />somar amigos, experiências e conquistas, dando lhes<br />sempre algum significado.<br /><br />(desconheço autoria).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-3731139782080893084?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-91839563764776564422011-10-28T12:06:00.000-07:002011-10-28T12:12:14.995-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cvohFxmYPts/Tqr9lRMvg0I/AAAAAAAAImI/BJZ4BcYZGc0/s1600/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_73d0a9f9e56fa085fbfa2fc457749ae7d41cc92e.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cvohFxmYPts/Tqr9lRMvg0I/AAAAAAAAImI/BJZ4BcYZGc0/s400/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_73d0a9f9e56fa085fbfa2fc457749ae7d41cc92e.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668621897713025858" border="0" /></a><br />felicidade é liberdade e o segredo da liberdade, coragem.<br /><br /><br />(Thucydides).<br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /><br /></span>Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-9183956376477656442?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-75468623614010444252011-10-26T14:09:00.001-07:002011-10-26T14:12:00.166-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RtsU4z5VL4M/Tqh3Njw8jFI/AAAAAAAAIlw/P-ZmeioA9SM/s1600/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_4bc23693140f2c460a3a06ac4dc6e86159536819.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RtsU4z5VL4M/Tqh3Njw8jFI/AAAAAAAAIlw/P-ZmeioA9SM/s400/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_4bc23693140f2c460a3a06ac4dc6e86159536819.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667911205868309586" border="0" /></a><br />Que nada nos defina. Que nada nos sujeite.<br />Que a liberdade seja a nossa própria substância.<br /><br /><br />(Simone de Beauvoir).<br /><br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-7546862361401044425?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-53067461525371155102011-10-24T05:30:00.000-07:002011-10-24T05:31:47.735-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zsV9QK4MWm0/TqValGOYzCI/AAAAAAAAIko/7w4cUUHs8Vs/s1600/001442.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zsV9QK4MWm0/TqValGOYzCI/AAAAAAAAIko/7w4cUUHs8Vs/s400/001442.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667035299488255010" border="0" /></a><br />Uma boa semana para todos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-5306746152537115510?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-53496485099270183072011-10-20T04:51:00.000-07:002011-10-20T04:55:43.609-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pivIwxruDw/TqALfQhisAI/AAAAAAAAIkE/2MTYd938jx4/s1600/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_88f5d077069a4ac7fba4a67d08311ed1251a7a70.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pivIwxruDw/TqALfQhisAI/AAAAAAAAIkE/2MTYd938jx4/s400/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_88f5d077069a4ac7fba4a67d08311ed1251a7a70.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665540962871586818" border="0" /></a><br />não está nas coisas, está em nós.<br /><br /><br />(Johan Wolfgang Von Goethe).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-5349648509927018307?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-79368226230907072952011-10-13T13:22:00.000-07:002011-10-13T13:23:27.252-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V3yQKPDx-Mk/TpdIq7mr9pI/AAAAAAAAIjU/O_u3_AG0jOM/s1600/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_3c7ee98ee33303d88fdcef40f6351a22601c1728.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V3yQKPDx-Mk/TpdIq7mr9pI/AAAAAAAAIjU/O_u3_AG0jOM/s400/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_3c7ee98ee33303d88fdcef40f6351a22601c1728.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663074958833350290" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-7936822623090707295?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-60120727585717500002011-10-07T07:51:00.000-07:002011-10-07T07:52:23.508-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iuAo2qd46Ro/To8R8nw1JfI/AAAAAAAAIiw/k8QxWa2eg9A/s1600/6020373595_13d505c38c.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iuAo2qd46Ro/To8R8nw1JfI/AAAAAAAAIiw/k8QxWa2eg9A/s400/6020373595_13d505c38c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660762989791618546" border="0" /></a>fim de semana seja repleto de muita:<br /><br />paz, amor, saúde.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-6012072758571750000?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-3888115996717270522011-10-01T09:53:00.001-07:002011-10-01T09:55:36.728-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nVE3FvC0rCQ/TodFuBL0FxI/AAAAAAAAIiA/1RdJ7vtoXrM/s1600/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_e80e75b9c6e40a34a0c308350acaafd9212386a0.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 371px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nVE3FvC0rCQ/TodFuBL0FxI/AAAAAAAAIiA/1RdJ7vtoXrM/s400/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_e80e75b9c6e40a34a0c308350acaafd9212386a0.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658568113708603154" border="0" /></a><br />na humanidade é a oração.<br /><br /><br />(Francesco Forgione).<br /><br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-388811599671727052?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-40344751551996754252011-09-30T05:38:00.000-07:002011-09-30T05:42:16.719-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IY53CxAT07U/ToW4bBKcKtI/AAAAAAAAIh4/eNn064kfFzA/s1600/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_69eb13f5499380bf0cc664e6c08665d788ae2ac9.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IY53CxAT07U/ToW4bBKcKtI/AAAAAAAAIh4/eNn064kfFzA/s400/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_69eb13f5499380bf0cc664e6c08665d788ae2ac9.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658131281169099474" border="0" /></a>clara de sabedoria é uma alegria constante.<br /><br /><br />(Michel de Montaigne).<br /><br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-4034475155199675425?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-7246004077574721802011-09-19T09:54:00.000-07:002011-09-19T09:57:29.914-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-80l2KS93EPY/Tnd0EYmwtDI/AAAAAAAAIg4/PfCCAgYuPlI/s1600/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_0888a8892a895a5fa6c3f6136645c87777b09038.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-80l2KS93EPY/Tnd0EYmwtDI/AAAAAAAAIg4/PfCCAgYuPlI/s400/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_0888a8892a895a5fa6c3f6136645c87777b09038.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654115475860272178" border="0" /></a><br />tornar-me aquilo que sou: uma criança feita de luz.<br /><br /><br />( Katherine Mansfield ) <a href="http://www.webfrases.com/ver_frase.php?id_frase=f4415003"><br /></a><br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-724600407757472180?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-72167560422315532302011-09-18T10:09:00.001-07:002011-09-18T10:12:02.494-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0DUTKNE0U1I/TnYmGDJx75I/AAAAAAAAIgw/YpZI7jpq9QE/s1600/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_eb45c39f968211e1928ab12e9b8d7fa7bb561686.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0DUTKNE0U1I/TnYmGDJx75I/AAAAAAAAIgw/YpZI7jpq9QE/s400/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_eb45c39f968211e1928ab12e9b8d7fa7bb561686.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653748267577634706" border="0" /></a><br />silêncio é grande, o resto é fraqueza.<br /><br /><br />( Alfred de Vigny ) <a href="http://www.webfrases.com/ver_frase.php?id_frase=9ad5eb8a"><br /></a><br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-7216756042231553230?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-11768994576995029442011-09-15T06:47:00.000-07:002011-09-15T06:51:43.427-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1kCGkDjyiR0/TnICOK9NgsI/AAAAAAAAIf4/GXOwHlZtYeg/s1600/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_c8ae9ab8e7dd3ca9f2c06e5b56976f9872d5b4b3.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1kCGkDjyiR0/TnICOK9NgsI/AAAAAAAAIf4/GXOwHlZtYeg/s400/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_c8ae9ab8e7dd3ca9f2c06e5b56976f9872d5b4b3.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652582924785910466" border="0" /></a><br />nada mais é do que a conquista de nós próprios no outro.<br /><br /><br />( Friedrich Hebbel ) <a href="http://www.webfrases.com/ver_frase.php?id_frase=c0efb948"><br /></a><br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-1176899457699502944?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-58488759773319704322011-09-14T07:10:00.000-07:002011-09-14T07:17:19.119-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zvTJwY3KZ8c/TnC29CaCZyI/AAAAAAAAIfo/Z8ucJ_vCLcQ/s1600/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_bac976e29f6449da4f431ce81618db3fa662cd04.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zvTJwY3KZ8c/TnC29CaCZyI/AAAAAAAAIfo/Z8ucJ_vCLcQ/s400/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_bac976e29f6449da4f431ce81618db3fa662cd04.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652218692084328226" border="0" /></a><br />conhecer sua alma, pintarei seus olhos.<br /><br /><br />( Amedeo Modigliani ) <a href="http://www.webfrases.com/ver_frase.php?id_frase=8e4ce331">.</a><br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-5848875977331970432?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-23842822760041704272011-09-12T07:47:00.000-07:002011-09-12T07:49:52.514-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w0kUqRXQbyk/Tm4bun0MytI/AAAAAAAAIfY/7oqYhsbbhvQ/s1600/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_36f2742c6cbfecca66ca8bc987b35e12728ae691.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w0kUqRXQbyk/Tm4bun0MytI/AAAAAAAAIfY/7oqYhsbbhvQ/s400/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_36f2742c6cbfecca66ca8bc987b35e12728ae691.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651485070172408530" border="0" /></a><br />mulher bonita destrói a inteligência de um homem.<br /><br /><br />(Daniela Mercury).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-2384282276004170427?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-5297706291059409412011-09-10T17:28:00.000-07:002011-09-10T17:31:04.456-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lRTYd7Ym3KY/TmwA-omhZGI/AAAAAAAAIeo/u2eYRDxvMA0/s1600/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_38c31d4e8cfb19bc62ab86fdfa8606d020c6f274.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lRTYd7Ym3KY/TmwA-omhZGI/AAAAAAAAIeo/u2eYRDxvMA0/s400/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_38c31d4e8cfb19bc62ab86fdfa8606d020c6f274.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650892708494009442" border="0" /></a><br />fim de semana.<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-529770629105940941?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-5294800538172785912011-09-08T09:59:00.000-07:002011-09-08T10:03:28.472-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wZy9U_LpIMQ/Tmj0caoDQjI/AAAAAAAAIeI/DNYE7wXHSHY/s1600/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_04c78755aa463ae51d7884fb51b5cca8196d68d5.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wZy9U_LpIMQ/Tmj0caoDQjI/AAAAAAAAIeI/DNYE7wXHSHY/s400/http%2B_meme.zenfs.com_u_04c78755aa463ae51d7884fb51b5cca8196d68d5.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650034501557109298" border="0" /></a>a única forma de nos sentirmos realmente humanos.<br /><br /><br />(Albert Einstein).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-529480053817278591?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-85999932466453995282011-08-29T07:12:00.000-07:002011-08-29T07:13:58.940-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OC9NqzNbuCk/TlueYreXFOI/AAAAAAAAIdw/eUXpPLwaL2o/s1600/1304118928436_f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OC9NqzNbuCk/TlueYreXFOI/AAAAAAAAIdw/eUXpPLwaL2o/s400/1304118928436_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646280704663164130" border="0" /></a> <br />sem uma meta, é completamente vazia. <br /> <br />Sêneca. <br /> <br />Fonte da imagem: <br /> <br />http://www.google.com.br <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-8599993246645399528?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-53743023264894606732011-08-25T07:25:00.000-07:002011-08-25T07:27:16.478-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hGs21aze2_w/TlZbelunZ2I/AAAAAAAAIdQ/rE-pdjwhadQ/s1600/048.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hGs21aze2_w/TlZbelunZ2I/AAAAAAAAIdQ/rE-pdjwhadQ/s400/048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644799764037330786" border="0" /></a> <br />se vive como se pensa, acaba-se <br />pensando em como vive. <br /> <br />(Gabriel Marcel). <br /> <br />Fonte da imagem: <br /> <br />http://www.google.com.br <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-5374302326489460673?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-47114456855123532642011-08-24T07:26:00.000-07:002011-08-24T07:28:24.720-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uEDhQbSurSU/TlUKOef81mI/AAAAAAAAIc4/uQcGXdCKJ0w/s1600/8fa2381d9bbd6b05940a7deff2e75ad5afca7009.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uEDhQbSurSU/TlUKOef81mI/AAAAAAAAIc4/uQcGXdCKJ0w/s400/8fa2381d9bbd6b05940a7deff2e75ad5afca7009.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644428951800305250" border="0" /></a> <br /> <br />algum sinal de alegria, onde passes. <br /> <br />(Chico Xavier). <br /> <br />Fonte da imagem: <br /> <br />http://www.google.com.br <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-4711445685512353264?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-63723102078394870352011-08-21T11:23:00.001-07:002011-08-21T11:29:51.192-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-laTTRrRtsE4/TlFOVWN2xXI/AAAAAAAAIcI/vviHt7SBKBs/s1600/caminho.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 395px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-laTTRrRtsE4/TlFOVWN2xXI/AAAAAAAAIcI/vviHt7SBKBs/s400/caminho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643377936719857010" border="0" /></a> <br />deixe ir, posso não mais voltar. <br /> <br />(Clarice Lispector). <br /> <br />Fonte da imagem: <br /> <br />http://www.google.com.br <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-6372310207839487035?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-3268755115068154312011-07-28T07:33:00.000-07:002011-07-28T07:39:53.034-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9gBL42VKPM/TjF0Xnei1nI/AAAAAAAAIbA/F5APEyPgw38/s1600/felicidade.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O9gBL42VKPM/TjF0Xnei1nI/AAAAAAAAIbA/F5APEyPgw38/s400/felicidade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634412557900109426" border="0" /></a><br />felicidade está na própria casa, entre as<br />alegrias da família.<br /><br /><br />(Léon Tolstoi).<br /><br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-326875511506815431?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-80902731808546266782011-07-24T12:52:00.000-07:002011-07-24T12:57:13.146-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ve8h2_me2QI/Tix41oSXSqI/AAAAAAAAIao/IwCN-NgzM6U/s1600/alegria2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ve8h2_me2QI/Tix41oSXSqI/AAAAAAAAIao/IwCN-NgzM6U/s400/alegria2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633010096676489890" border="0" /></a><br />conseguir a alegria deve partilhá-la.<br /><br />(Lord Byron).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-8090273180854626678?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-19927215884733226282011-07-21T10:28:00.000-07:002011-07-21T10:35:44.834-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K8y7FScjFIA/TihjHzbSLtI/AAAAAAAAIaA/wg1p1TK5m_E/s1600/rosas-010.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K8y7FScjFIA/TihjHzbSLtI/AAAAAAAAIaA/wg1p1TK5m_E/s400/rosas-010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631860319741685458" border="0" /></a>desenhar sem borracha.<br /><br /><br />(Millôr Fernandes).<br /><br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-1992721588473322628?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-55048396616062573272011-07-18T05:54:00.000-07:002011-07-18T05:58:19.059-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nQ25QIX5OUg/TiQtEN7w9WI/AAAAAAAAIZQ/hYFFrkXvDvc/s1600/olhar%2Bbeb%25C3%2583%25C2%25AA.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nQ25QIX5OUg/TiQtEN7w9WI/AAAAAAAAIZQ/hYFFrkXvDvc/s400/olhar%2Bbeb%25C3%2583%25C2%25AA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630674984603022690" border="0" /></a>a linguagem de um olhar, entende<br />a diferença entre viver e existir.<br /><br /><br />(Aluísio Cavalcante Jr.)<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-5504839661606257327?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-86909939437747524312011-07-02T15:13:00.001-07:002011-07-02T15:18:49.563-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JK2ENtsPq-8/Tg-ZA4bCpHI/AAAAAAAAIYg/YzUrx_OFEAE/s1600/pensamentos1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JK2ENtsPq-8/Tg-ZA4bCpHI/AAAAAAAAIYg/YzUrx_OFEAE/s400/pensamentos1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624882700033893490" border="0" /></a>se idealiza; ele surge com a experiência.<br /><br /><br />(Cícero Buark).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-8690993943774752431?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-77072780774464117802011-06-28T07:13:00.000-07:002011-06-28T07:19:50.179-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7fyfHfwSDaI/Tgnh7_LCfWI/AAAAAAAAIYI/dyPwRJ3BGj4/s1600/image002%252851%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7fyfHfwSDaI/Tgnh7_LCfWI/AAAAAAAAIYI/dyPwRJ3BGj4/s400/image002%252851%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623274030435040610" border="0" /></a>sei onde vou chegar, mas estou<br />caminhando pra lá.<br /><br /><br />(Mário Pires).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-7707278077446411780?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-49375047493841305542011-06-25T07:00:00.001-07:002011-06-25T07:02:13.372-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B-kXukeEWQM/TgXqC-2c_gI/AAAAAAAAIXw/AjkAXrWJ4FY/s1600/0108e0adb1b87f37fb0e2349cab08e27df3becd5.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 368px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B-kXukeEWQM/TgXqC-2c_gI/AAAAAAAAIXw/AjkAXrWJ4FY/s400/0108e0adb1b87f37fb0e2349cab08e27df3becd5.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622157046793960962" border="0" /></a><br /><br />sonhadores podem nos ensinar a voar.<br /><br /><br />(Anne Marie Pierce).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-4937504749384130554?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-91320980023100834282011-06-22T05:55:00.001-07:002011-06-22T05:57:37.441-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9mcTtxdiiEE/TgHmhK-smNI/AAAAAAAAIXo/2eYI64IQwOM/s1600/tumblr_liq8oblRru1qiuhj9o1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9mcTtxdiiEE/TgHmhK-smNI/AAAAAAAAIXo/2eYI64IQwOM/s400/tumblr_liq8oblRru1qiuhj9o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621027267492485330" border="0" /></a><br />coração batendo no mundo.<br /><br /><br />(Clarice Lispector).<br /><br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-9132098002310083428?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-61407084583796198592011-06-20T12:14:00.001-07:002011-06-20T12:26:56.752-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2xsZqT9NB4Y/Tf-et66XorI/AAAAAAAAIXY/_HQaWgxGV2w/s1600/tumblr_leh3t6JBrF1qaiinto1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2xsZqT9NB4Y/Tf-et66XorI/AAAAAAAAIXY/_HQaWgxGV2w/s400/tumblr_leh3t6JBrF1qaiinto1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620385371727045298" border="0" /></a>como o sonho para criar o futuro.<br /><br /><br />(Victor Hugo).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-6140708458379619859?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-19482559855041255052011-06-19T12:34:00.000-07:002011-06-19T12:45:54.862-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SvFZ9RR21FE/Tf5RbX8Q0iI/AAAAAAAAIXI/kONCR_ey_Ng/s1600/4301930557_fdf757efb3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SvFZ9RR21FE/Tf5RbX8Q0iI/AAAAAAAAIXI/kONCR_ey_Ng/s400/4301930557_fdf757efb3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620018915730051618" border="0" /></a><br /><br />um presente que você dá a si mesmo.<br /><br /><br />(Robert Louis Stevenson).<br /><br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-1948255985504125505?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-41254208940856392112011-04-12T04:54:00.000-07:002011-04-12T04:57:30.230-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g6fsRF9nWRk/TaQ949X05EI/AAAAAAAAIV8/N7nm2RMvgXU/s1600/http---d.yimg.com-gg-u-e70b47de249e6665faf368ea06cb459dbe08376d.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 382px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g6fsRF9nWRk/TaQ949X05EI/AAAAAAAAIV8/N7nm2RMvgXU/s400/http---d.yimg.com-gg-u-e70b47de249e6665faf368ea06cb459dbe08376d.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594664685857465410" /></a><br /><div>longe, te sinto.Te sei.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Fernanda Mello).</div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-4125420894085639211?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-85752794897464807472011-04-09T05:30:00.000-07:002011-04-09T05:33:57.957-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j4wFJhKADW0/TaBRprTaHZI/AAAAAAAAIVc/GNB5UdyYDg8/s1600/50cdb07cc6a0f3a6fe1ff73bc711c8e45258719c.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j4wFJhKADW0/TaBRprTaHZI/AAAAAAAAIVc/GNB5UdyYDg8/s400/50cdb07cc6a0f3a6fe1ff73bc711c8e45258719c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593560513634770322" /></a><br /><div>de uma mulher é antiga, infinita e</div><div>cheia de segredos...</div><div>Sorve-as aos poucos, como vinho...</div><div>E não queira decifrá-la toda, em </div><div>todos os seus gestos e sensações.</div><div>Deixe um pouco para amanhã... e</div><div>surpreenda-se, sempre...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Carolina <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Salcides</span>).</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-8575279489746480747?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-3297628197182581372011-04-08T06:20:00.000-07:002011-04-08T06:22:12.244-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cphQxJiRIEI/TZ8Lum9FjNI/AAAAAAAAIVM/CoRDe-LM_Qg/s1600/ca5d85a9f5783790103c97e723477184645b81fa.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cphQxJiRIEI/TZ8Lum9FjNI/AAAAAAAAIVM/CoRDe-LM_Qg/s400/ca5d85a9f5783790103c97e723477184645b81fa.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593202157576096978" /></a>perder o equilibrio momentaneamente,<div>não ousar é perder eternamente.</div><div><br /></div><div>(Soren Kierkegaard).</div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-329762819718258137?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-48390979611813326312011-04-06T06:06:00.000-07:002011-04-06T06:08:25.451-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VbTWkabkab0/TZxliQDFF1I/AAAAAAAAIUE/dfIBRU--Dlg/s1600/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_0d3a46b4d74cf3663263009aeb5ee9fd99debeef.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 392px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VbTWkabkab0/TZxliQDFF1I/AAAAAAAAIUE/dfIBRU--Dlg/s400/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_0d3a46b4d74cf3663263009aeb5ee9fd99debeef.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592456476385154898" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>mostre o que esperam de mim, </div><div>porque vou seguir o meu coração.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Clarice Lispector).</div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-4839097961181332631?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-9523833364111650342011-04-04T20:08:00.000-07:002011-04-04T20:12:13.385-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LOpYAGoIjq4/TZqINdAREQI/AAAAAAAAIT0/wGi2-roKXU8/s1600/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_96e5728fae81d5124dc83deae649ee2b07ac5021.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LOpYAGoIjq4/TZqINdAREQI/AAAAAAAAIT0/wGi2-roKXU8/s400/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_96e5728fae81d5124dc83deae649ee2b07ac5021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591931652039315714" /></a><br /><div>todos os pedaços que você perdeu</div><div>nessas andanças e venha.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Caio Fernando Abreu).</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-952383336411165034?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-25651170538061939362011-04-03T04:47:00.000-07:002011-04-03T04:51:35.177-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TFH7CmBxozI/TZhe1OfLstI/AAAAAAAAISU/WY_v7gRGp6Y/s1600/http---d.yimg.com-gg-u-ba8a04032b146cabb5756650dff526d7b0aea536.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TFH7CmBxozI/TZhe1OfLstI/AAAAAAAAISU/WY_v7gRGp6Y/s400/http---d.yimg.com-gg-u-ba8a04032b146cabb5756650dff526d7b0aea536.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591323205895434962" /></a><br /><div>aceitar que defeitos são peças indispensáveis no</div><div>guarda-roupa e, felizmente, nunca saem de moda.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Clarissa Corrêa).</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-2565117053806193936?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-62826761444745905432011-04-02T06:48:00.000-07:002011-04-02T06:51:09.375-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_M79knck18A/TZcpd8kmRkI/AAAAAAAAISM/qGiwui60kmA/s1600/http---d.yimg.com-gg-u-0c385da9150e1f4f3899079f26a3c08080f23f4e%2B%25281%2529.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 361px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_M79knck18A/TZcpd8kmRkI/AAAAAAAAISM/qGiwui60kmA/s400/http---d.yimg.com-gg-u-0c385da9150e1f4f3899079f26a3c08080f23f4e%2B%25281%2529.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590983056856335938" /></a>a gente não deve perder a curiosidade pelas coisas:<div>Há muitos lugares para serem vistos, muitas pessoas</div><div>para serem conhecidas.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Caio Fernando Abreu).</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-6282676144474590543?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-53763518509946641122011-04-01T06:37:00.000-07:002011-04-01T06:38:49.555-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V516iPK31kM/TZXVXzyTUbI/AAAAAAAAIRo/WACjgQYtk3o/s1600/sexta-feira_1022138231_32_sexta_feira.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 378px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V516iPK31kM/TZXVXzyTUbI/AAAAAAAAIRo/WACjgQYtk3o/s400/sexta-feira_1022138231_32_sexta_feira.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590609117465235890" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hGAbvY_6dk4/TZXVRgVpYfI/AAAAAAAAIRg/62-mnBPNhJI/s1600/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_4cb66cf958dcff51e5652bbd76d765c4aeec4d09.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hGAbvY_6dk4/TZXVRgVpYfI/AAAAAAAAIRg/62-mnBPNhJI/s400/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_4cb66cf958dcff51e5652bbd76d765c4aeec4d09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590609009165558258" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-5376351850994664112?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-31264640019981892082011-03-31T11:12:00.000-07:002011-03-31T11:14:08.636-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LMF_ca8XSVI/TZTEH6FZCiI/AAAAAAAAIRQ/hheN7R0RZ9s/s1600/4c6bb556d8be3c107394f190921eaa3774d99bc5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LMF_ca8XSVI/TZTEH6FZCiI/AAAAAAAAIRQ/hheN7R0RZ9s/s400/4c6bb556d8be3c107394f190921eaa3774d99bc5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590308677603625506" /></a>reticências em mim que resolvi<div>abandonar o ponto final...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Sirlei L. Passolongo).</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-3126464001998189208?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-75988183987586537732011-03-30T00:23:00.000-07:002011-03-29T20:24:01.990-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E6v_XZB1JcQ/TZKhzLvQ09I/AAAAAAAAIRA/Nkt39WDheHU/s1600/731ca62d0d0d4544103ac96ed622f112409d56e7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E6v_XZB1JcQ/TZKhzLvQ09I/AAAAAAAAIRA/Nkt39WDheHU/s400/731ca62d0d0d4544103ac96ed622f112409d56e7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589707988216632274" /></a><br /><div>que o coração só fala para quem sabe escutar.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Chico Xavier).</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-7598818398758653773?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-68374222136027737502011-03-28T10:39:00.000-07:002011-03-28T10:41:23.506-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-krApAHqZX8g/TZDH-DwjImI/AAAAAAAAIQo/Z5ECxHm8534/s1600/965deb8476ec99f693831c7bd29cd42b8945c4b8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-krApAHqZX8g/TZDH-DwjImI/AAAAAAAAIQo/Z5ECxHm8534/s400/965deb8476ec99f693831c7bd29cd42b8945c4b8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589187006541537890" /></a><br /><div>sonhos por objetivos.</div><div>Eles são mais compactos, ocupam</div><div>menos espaço e dão mais certo.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Martha Medeiros).</div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-6837422213602773750?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-45813730960713190682011-03-27T04:33:00.000-07:002011-03-27T04:34:52.173-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bSGANvMUdVo/TY8gpFpXnHI/AAAAAAAAIPo/N_NtUxN1gnQ/s1600/d5fca456752b58cec1c0c413bd36b0bbca439745.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 332px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bSGANvMUdVo/TY8gpFpXnHI/AAAAAAAAIPo/N_NtUxN1gnQ/s400/d5fca456752b58cec1c0c413bd36b0bbca439745.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588721552852491378" /></a><br /><div>nasce mulher: torna-se</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Simone de Beauvoir).</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-4581373096071319068?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-20717606107125925692011-03-25T08:22:00.000-07:002011-03-25T09:10:50.143-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D8P163j_xIE/TYy97tawX7I/AAAAAAAAIPI/7eAl_fw3HR8/s1600/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_a7b25848ad48652730f9bec9aa4ae309a68744fb.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D8P163j_xIE/TYy97tawX7I/AAAAAAAAIPI/7eAl_fw3HR8/s400/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_a7b25848ad48652730f9bec9aa4ae309a68744fb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588050071161692082" /></a><div><br /></div><div>sou terrivelmente instável e entender as minhas</div><div>reações é coisa que às vezes nem eu mesmo consigo.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Caio Fernando Abreu).</div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-2071760610712592569?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-1270582700307354552011-03-23T17:23:00.000-07:002011-03-23T17:28:41.990-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwRJhjOqeyU/TYqP5ynPygI/AAAAAAAAIOw/vbIWCqBlU1o/s1600/tumblr_l9ok3owCIJ1qbjvffo1_400.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZwRJhjOqeyU/TYqP5ynPygI/AAAAAAAAIOw/vbIWCqBlU1o/s400/tumblr_l9ok3owCIJ1qbjvffo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587436510708222466" /></a><br /><div>e tem sido você e vai continuar sendo.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Caio Fernando Abreu).</div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-127058270030735455?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-68240400730530261362011-03-22T05:14:00.000-07:002011-03-22T05:18:19.096-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KLdsemwqrGE/TYiS3uT2N_I/AAAAAAAAIN8/eKaUNBW4AHs/s1600/tumblr_li3t7muOs91qg6z6no1_500_large.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KLdsemwqrGE/TYiS3uT2N_I/AAAAAAAAIN8/eKaUNBW4AHs/s400/tumblr_li3t7muOs91qg6z6no1_500_large.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586876823774836722" /></a><br /><div>envolvida, não me devolva.</div><div>Posso quebrar.</div><div>E pela metade não sei ficar.</div><div>Tenho destino certo.</div><div>Me leva com você?</div><div>Não quero que esse selo se</div><div>extravie, tão pouco o risco</div><div>de não voltar.</div><div>Estou a sua espera.</div><div>Me balanço só pensar.</div><div><br /></div><div>(Patty Vicensotti).</div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-6824040073053026136?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-12963396686645422802011-03-20T09:45:00.001-07:002011-03-20T09:47:49.947-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mUzJp70M4E/TYYvc6q8R6I/AAAAAAAAIMM/JZ3YwlcdX7A/s1600/kid52-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mUzJp70M4E/TYYvc6q8R6I/AAAAAAAAIMM/JZ3YwlcdX7A/s400/kid52-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586204561631889314" /></a><br /><div>conhece o tempo extado das palavras e</div><div>dos silêncios.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Fernández Lafuente).</div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-1296339668664542280?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-77548885201914385202011-03-18T08:22:00.000-07:002011-03-18T08:25:15.724-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EGzGPluEq3E/TYN4-P0jZdI/AAAAAAAAILU/mykfIjYUKhc/s1600/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_129aaa04a51c553f8cdd6148ea987d35229dad57.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EGzGPluEq3E/TYN4-P0jZdI/AAAAAAAAILU/mykfIjYUKhc/s400/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_129aaa04a51c553f8cdd6148ea987d35229dad57.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585440973663725010" /></a><br /><div>mais sua ausência porque eu também era ausência.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Caio Fernando Abreu).</div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-7754888520191438520?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-52460461300889949092011-03-16T16:31:00.000-07:002011-03-16T16:33:11.071-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NAL3gbf5CEU/TYFIaOJm_9I/AAAAAAAAIKk/9tGIT1_fyUI/s1600/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_879f3f92281efe3804859649503ebd0ee941e757.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NAL3gbf5CEU/TYFIaOJm_9I/AAAAAAAAIKk/9tGIT1_fyUI/s400/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_879f3f92281efe3804859649503ebd0ee941e757.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584824628228325330" /></a>vá em frente, sempre há uma chance de você<div>tropeçar em algo maravilhoso.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Caio Fernando Abreu).</div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-5246046130088994909?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-21280982116550422762011-03-14T18:40:00.000-07:002011-03-14T18:53:33.896-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KK3b8_8fXeg/TX7GVVm04VI/AAAAAAAAIJ0/70inRbhrORo/s1600/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_2071fa059be0d4c28da164480a35229632799064.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KK3b8_8fXeg/TX7GVVm04VI/AAAAAAAAIJ0/70inRbhrORo/s400/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_2071fa059be0d4c28da164480a35229632799064.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584118657865539922" /></a><br /><div><div class="photo_comment"><p>não me amar, estarei perdida - porque ninguém me ama a ponto de ser eu, de me ser.<br /><br /></p><p>(Clarice Lispector).</p><p><br /></p><p>Fonte da imagem:</p><p>http://www.google.com.br</p></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-2128098211655042276?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-6163546003610200032011-03-13T11:24:00.000-07:002011-03-13T11:29:06.625-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_OMJBrIu-1Y/TX0L6RvE0dI/AAAAAAAAIJM/SuV2_Jg4qKQ/s1600/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_cdec25dd81532194d9201d5a2dc4ea5594aaf714.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583632208830452178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_OMJBrIu-1Y/TX0L6RvE0dI/AAAAAAAAIJM/SuV2_Jg4qKQ/s400/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_cdec25dd81532194d9201d5a2dc4ea5594aaf714.jpg" /></a><br /><div>sempre existe outro dia. E outros sonhos. E outros risos...</div><div>E outras pessoas. E outras coisas.</div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>(Caio Fernando Abreu).</div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="http://www.google.com.br/">http://www.google.com.br</a></div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-616354600361020003?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-37420364686837671442011-03-11T11:48:00.000-08:002011-03-11T11:59:01.721-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TB8Z0dk3F44/TXp-MKS9zJI/AAAAAAAAIIU/Y7gOfItfyp0/s1600/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_e078699c64724d94b00993c820c903529feecd3a.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582913435466583186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TB8Z0dk3F44/TXp-MKS9zJI/AAAAAAAAIIU/Y7gOfItfyp0/s400/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_e078699c64724d94b00993c820c903529feecd3a.jpg" /></a><br /><div>deixo o sono. O sonho não!</div><div>Este, eu mesmo carrego!</div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div>(Paulo Leminski).</div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div> </div><div></div><div><a href="http://www.google.com.br/">http://www.google.com.br</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-3742036468683767144?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-71096459877669659812011-03-09T15:17:00.000-08:002011-03-09T15:20:53.453-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mWhDmxmxmpQ/TXgK-DW_DFI/AAAAAAAAIH0/BCAj58xZNLY/s1600/palavras.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mWhDmxmxmpQ/TXgK-DW_DFI/AAAAAAAAIH0/BCAj58xZNLY/s400/palavras.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582223799295609938" /></a><br /><div><div class="__feedview__feedItemBody">Como as pedras preciosas, as palavras possuem também seus quilates e seu grau de pureza.</div><div class="__feedview__feedItemBody"><br /></div><div class="__feedview__feedItemBody"><br /></div><div class="__feedview__feedItemBody">(González Pecotche).</div><div class="__feedview__feedItemBody"><br /></div><div class="__feedview__feedItemBody"><br /></div><div class="__feedview__feedItemBody">Fonte da imagem:</div><div class="__feedview__feedItemBody"><br /></div><div class="__feedview__feedItemBody">http://www.google.com.br<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6228274706167169538-2695302449632705143?l=mil-frases.blogspot.com" width="1" height="1" /></div></div></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-7109645987766965981?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-65237118582244351602011-03-07T11:07:00.000-08:002011-03-07T11:11:42.481-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GhmjY5JPkrw/TXUtg7CRCmI/AAAAAAAAIHU/Wzui0YC4iAE/s1600/EDS_mulher-woman_06.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GhmjY5JPkrw/TXUtg7CRCmI/AAAAAAAAIHU/Wzui0YC4iAE/s400/EDS_mulher-woman_06.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581417356821858914" /></a><br /><div><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 120%"><span > </span></p><div id="HOTWordsTxt" name="HOTWordsTxt"><span ><taghw><a style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; COLOR: #006600; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.declaracaodeamor.com/ler.php?id=481#">Mulher</a></taghw><br />Semente...<br />SER-mente...<br />SER que faz gente,<br />SER que faz a gente.<br /><br />Mulher<br />SER guerreiro, guerrilheiro, lutador...<br />multimidia, multitarefa, multifaceta, multi-acaso...<br />multi-coração...<br /><br />Mulher<br />SER que dá conta,<br />que vai além da conta,<br />que multiplica,<br />divide, soma e subtrai, sem perder a conta,<br />sem se dar conta, de que esse século foi seu parto,<br />na direção de seu espaço,<br />de seu lugar de direito e de fato,<br />de seu mundo que lhe foi usurpado e que agora é por ela ocupado.<br /><br />MULHER...<br />Esse SER florado, <br />esse SER adorado,<br />esse SER adornado,<br />que nos poem em um tornado, <br />nos deixa saciado e transtornado,<br />que nos faz explodir e sentir extasiado.<br />SER admirado...<br /><br />MULHER...<br />Nesse final de milénio, faça a transição.<br />Tire de seu coração a semente que vai mudar toda a gente<br />levando o mundo a ser mais gente...<br /><taghw>Um mundo mais <a style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; COLOR: #006600; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.declaracaodeamor.com/ler.php?id=481#">feminino</a>, </taghw><br />mais rosado e sensibilizado,<br />mais equilibrado e perfumado...<br /><br />PARABENS MULHER !!!<br />Não pelo oito de marco,<br />nem pelo beijo e pelo abraço,<br />nem pelo cheiro e pelo amaço.<br />Mas por ser o que és...<br />Humus da humanidade,<br />Raiz da sensibilidade,<br />Tronco da multiplicidade,<br />Folhas da serenidade,<br />Flores da fertilidade,<br />Frutos da eternidade...<br />Essencia da natureza humana.<br /><br />Parabéns...</span></div><div id="HOTWordsTxt" name="HOTWordsTxt"><span ><br /></span></div><div id="HOTWordsTxt" name="HOTWordsTxt"><span class="Apple-style-span" >(autor desconhecido).</span></div><div id="HOTWordsTxt" name="HOTWordsTxt"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div id="HOTWordsTxt" name="HOTWordsTxt"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Imagem: http://www.google.com.br</span></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-6523711858224435160?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-68778206635665493922011-03-01T18:35:00.001-08:002011-03-01T18:35:28.401-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; "><div>AMIGOS:</div><div><br /></div><div>Com o coração apertado, vou me ausentar por mais</div><div>uns dias, estou passando por um momento difícil em</div><div>minha vida, peço a vcs que orem por mim.</div><div>Fiquem com Deus.</div><div><br /></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-6877820663566549392?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-68584041762728607922010-12-21T09:18:00.000-08:002010-12-21T09:20:31.152-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TRDhbmsU24I/AAAAAAAAIGU/jruRiveG1u0/s1600/653d363afc004422234e8cc08e71e1da3bb77252.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TRDhbmsU24I/AAAAAAAAIGU/jruRiveG1u0/s400/653d363afc004422234e8cc08e71e1da3bb77252.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553186204907002754" /></a><br /><div>Desejo a todos os amigos:</div><div><br /></div><div>Feliz Natal e um Ano Novo repleto de</div><div>muita saúde, paz, alegrias, harmonia e</div><div>de grandes realizações.</div><div><br /></div><div>Um grandeeeeeeee abraço!!!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-6858404176272860792?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-36648276406612065902010-12-17T14:20:00.000-08:002010-12-17T14:35:43.477-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TQviUnS71xI/AAAAAAAAIFc/NG9uHl_pUpc/s1600/endy.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TQviUnS71xI/AAAAAAAAIFc/NG9uHl_pUpc/s400/endy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551779809437931282" border="0" /></a><br />sempre: Cada dia nasce de novo amanhecer.<br /><br /><br />(Chico Xavier).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-3664827640661206590?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-30063574283861491112010-12-12T15:01:00.000-08:002010-12-12T15:04:06.178-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TQVUmSzyi4I/AAAAAAAAIEs/LWkK3xQKE4c/s1600/acdbec99cacf55bce396b1db459844ccb8e55067.jpeg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TQVUmSzyi4I/AAAAAAAAIEs/LWkK3xQKE4c/s400/acdbec99cacf55bce396b1db459844ccb8e55067.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549935132664826754" border="0" /></a>silêncio é grande, o resto é fraqueza.<br /><br /><br />(Alfred de Vigny).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-3006357428386149111?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-34067922349549153692010-12-10T02:01:00.000-08:002010-12-10T02:07:16.712-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TQH7L5Xir5I/AAAAAAAAID4/qQxqFCqFJCA/s1600/kiss.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TQH7L5Xir5I/AAAAAAAAID4/qQxqFCqFJCA/s400/kiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548992397693857682" border="0" /></a>porque nada melhor para a saúde que um<br />amor correspondido.<br /><br /><br />(Vinícius de Moraes).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-3406792234954915369?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-64274875481632227622010-12-06T14:09:00.000-08:002010-12-06T14:19:51.569-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TP1fKfEvbwI/AAAAAAAAIC4/IzHSN2jmxok/s1600/5PrJilkTaaIodThUSs8z.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TP1fKfEvbwI/AAAAAAAAIC4/IzHSN2jmxok/s400/5PrJilkTaaIodThUSs8z.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547694949735034626" border="0" /></a><br /><br />de perfume sempre fica nas mãos de quem<br />oferece flores.<br /><br /><br />(Provérbio chinês).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-6427487548163222762?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-74620277183659742462010-12-03T17:38:00.000-08:002010-12-03T17:43:46.113-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TPmb4IVFxrI/AAAAAAAAICo/eMEkJhsfUtk/s1600/d763acb2e1f6facfb9869606fcfd7e0dd6085889.jpeg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TPmb4IVFxrI/AAAAAAAAICo/eMEkJhsfUtk/s400/d763acb2e1f6facfb9869606fcfd7e0dd6085889.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546635804694398642" border="0" /></a><br />melhores coisas na vida são as maravilhosas surpresas<br />que nos reserva.<br /><br /><br />(Mario Tomas).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-7462027718365974246?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-6389004875871019852010-12-02T03:17:00.000-08:002010-12-02T03:21:53.513-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TPeA4-hfN2I/AAAAAAAAIBw/7g-5Z6lcF4w/s1600/Cafe%2Bda%2Bmanha.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TPeA4-hfN2I/AAAAAAAAIBw/7g-5Z6lcF4w/s400/Cafe%2Bda%2Bmanha.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546043182474540898" /></a><br /><div>manhã o mundo é novo para mim.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Sidonie Colette).</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http;//www.google.com.br</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-638900487587101985?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-7357736539377719072010-11-29T07:29:00.000-08:002010-11-29T07:38:56.540-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TPPHFy7Jm6I/AAAAAAAAIAw/yKulKA-I9qo/s1600/6850791d0b125831b126accd8681c5bfb8ee0659.jpeg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TPPHFy7Jm6I/AAAAAAAAIAw/yKulKA-I9qo/s400/6850791d0b125831b126accd8681c5bfb8ee0659.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544994468606352290" border="0" /></a><br />Uma boa semana para todos vcs amigos.<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-735773653937771907?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-83091019731365274112010-11-24T05:01:00.000-08:002010-11-24T05:10:06.043-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TO0My2vc6iI/AAAAAAAAH-4/sl2rIgzSCw8/s1600/a9408157e3f0c3a5ce4f122c29e1c2c02a518617.jpeg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TO0My2vc6iI/AAAAAAAAH-4/sl2rIgzSCw8/s400/a9408157e3f0c3a5ce4f122c29e1c2c02a518617.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543100784190482978" border="0" /></a><br />lembranças, os momentos felizes de um amor tornam-se<br />eternos.<br /><br /><br />(José Glauco de Oliveira).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-8309101973136527411?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-43892664925483765032010-11-19T17:28:00.000-08:002010-11-19T17:30:53.229-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TOckTSyhNHI/AAAAAAAAH9Q/eF7PE6I0sMs/s1600/43zxr62i.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TOckTSyhNHI/AAAAAAAAH9Q/eF7PE6I0sMs/s400/43zxr62i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541437780382528626" border="0" /></a>meia verdade: liberdade.<br /><br /><br />(Willian Blake).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-4389266492548376503?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-84353698509968355732010-11-17T08:53:00.000-08:002010-11-17T08:57:51.029-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TOQIua4PvgI/AAAAAAAAH7w/XSYP6riwzdk/s1600/200903250307435.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TOQIua4PvgI/AAAAAAAAH7w/XSYP6riwzdk/s400/200903250307435.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540563035154791938" border="0" /></a><br />feliz amanhã, tenta hoje mesmo.<br /><br /><br />(Liang Tzu).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-8435369850996835573?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-16454476900420770312010-11-14T07:40:00.000-08:002010-11-14T07:43:25.989-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TOADSrn99aI/AAAAAAAAH6I/8LzMGXol3IM/s1600/1077_-_seguindo_as_azaleas.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TOADSrn99aI/AAAAAAAAH6I/8LzMGXol3IM/s400/1077_-_seguindo_as_azaleas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539431161148601762" border="0" /></a>viagem começa com um único passo.<br /><br />(Lao-Tsé).<br /><br />Fonte da imagem:<br /><br />http://www.google.com.br<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-1645447690042077031?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7926289498279100090.post-53964360462285428822010-11-10T05:32:00.000-08:002010-11-10T05:36:01.116-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TNqe-wU-PMI/AAAAAAAAH5Q/-vJalv1mcZw/s1600/43d06fdf7791b4e2b4c076fead16b78e94e63077.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uopDiygu0j0/TNqe-wU-PMI/AAAAAAAAH5Q/-vJalv1mcZw/s400/43d06fdf7791b4e2b4c076fead16b78e94e63077.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537913492767390914" /></a>chuva é tão belo como um dia de sol.<div>Ambos existem; cada um como é.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>(Fernando Pessoa).</div><div><br /></div><div>Fonte da imagem:</div><div><br /></div><div>http://www.google.com.br</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7926289498279100090-5396436046228542882?l=ana-guima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pelos caminhos da vida.http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156236685293673860noreply@blogger.com8