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(Emilio Castelar)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mellhorpartedemim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7387011954620448817/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mellhorpartedemim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Voando sem instrumentos!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851357158736500007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NkutQPI7Jo/TTsNnzcNoYI/AAAAAAAAAHU/P87SVvdx0Io/s220/Virada%2B2010-2013.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7387011954620448817.post-449807505954599593</id><published>2010-02-24T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T09:34:52.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comunicação é importante??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NkutQPI7Jo/S4XaUZCK2TI/AAAAAAAAAFU/inHPrwNaVAU/s1600-h/solidao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441995768599337266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5NkutQPI7Jo/S4XaUZCK2TI/AAAAAAAAAFU/inHPrwNaVAU/s200/solidao.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 142px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Como é triste se sentir só. Sem ninguém, sem companhia, estar em um lugar em que todas as pessoas são estranhas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Onde é tempo de recomeçar, de se conhecer, de fazer novas amizades, sem medo, deixar a insegurança e a vergonha de lado, tempo de ser você mesmo para então atrair novas amizades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Para uns tarefa fácil, para outros é somente questão de tempo, e para outros ainda um verdadeiro pesadelo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Algumas pessoas tem mais facilidade em fazer amizades, puxam assunto até do "dedão do pé" se imaginar.Outras somente observam, são mais quietas, talvez inseguras de si mesmas, ou das pessoas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Esse sentimento, com o passar do tempo vai se distanciando. Os primeiros dias é difícil, mas nada que não possa ser superado. Isso acontece com várias pessoas ainda mais nessa época de início de aulas, e novas experiências e locais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Uma boa opçãoo, quando não há ninguém para falar, é ler um livro, pensar nas suas atitudes...Esse sentimento tão ruim brevemente passará e a comunicação voltará a ativa novamente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Autora: Fiama A. 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O cérebro produz a luz; o coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;produz amor. A luz fecunda; o amor ressuscita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;O homem é o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;gênio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;; a mulher é o anjo. O génio é imensurável; o anjo é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;indefinível&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;A aspiração do homem é a suprema glória; a aspiração da mulher é a virtude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;extrema; A glória promove a grandeza e a virtude, a divindade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;O homem tem a supremacia; a mulher, a preferência. A supremacia significa a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;força; a preferência representa o direito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;O homem é forte pela razão; a mulher, invencível pelas lágrimas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;A razão convence e as lágrimas comovem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;O homem é capaz de todos os heroísmos; a mulher, de todos os martírios. O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;heroísmo enobrece e o martírio purifica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;O homem pensa e a mulher sonha. Pensar é ter uma larva no cérebro; sonhar é ter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;na fronte uma auréola.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;O homem é a águia que voa; a mulher, o rouxinol que canta. Voar é dominar o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;espaço e cantar é conquistar a alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Enfim, o homem está colocado onde termina a terra; a mulher, onde começa o céu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7387011954620448817-6708692396038437560?l=mellhorpartedemim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mellhorpartedemim.blogspot.com/feeds/6708692396038437560/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mellhorpartedemim.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-homem-e-mulher-vitor-hugo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7387011954620448817/posts/default/6708692396038437560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7387011954620448817/posts/default/6708692396038437560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mellhorpartedemim.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-homem-e-mulher-vitor-hugo.html' title='O Homem e a Mulher ( VITOR HUGO )'/><author><name>Voando sem instrumentos!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851357158736500007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5NkutQPI7Jo/TTsNnzcNoYI/AAAAAAAAAHU/P87SVvdx0Io/s220/Virada%2B2010-2013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
