tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318339802024-03-21T00:39:00.367-07:00Tempo de travessia...Cris Teleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05238445367040881108noreply@blogger.comBlogger367125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31833980.post-8451326895525955202013-05-08T06:30:00.000-07:002013-05-08T06:30:06.376-07:00<br />
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"Tem gente que é Anjo. Fica passarinhando com as asas longas e claras. É fácil identificar um anjo: primeiro o sorriso – tá sempre estampado no rosto; depois a fé – não balança nem com terremoto; e também tem o abraço – Anjo abraça com o coração, não com os braços".<br /><br /><span style="text-align: start;">|Michelle Trevisani|</span></div>
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Autocontrole e amor próprio: taí duas coisas que a gente tem que colocar na agenda todo dia. E exercitar. Porque manter uma atitude positiva e sensata diante da vida (e de nós mesmos) é ainda a MELHOR forma que eu conheço de alcançar o que a gente quer. De uma hora para a outra, as coisas mudam. Tão simples e - ao mesmo tempo - tão desafiador, que chega a dar nó da cabeça...</div>
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Mas, quer saber? Tem valido a pena. Ô se tem!</div>
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Cris Teleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05238445367040881108noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31833980.post-70424444337764753162013-02-05T08:17:00.000-08:002013-02-05T08:17:08.906-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;">"Hoje eu estou decretando que na minha vida, agora, só entra gente leve[...]Fica decretado que a partir deste instante, só entra – e fica – gente com espírito forte, sorriso no rosto, palavras sinceras e carinhosas, leveza na alma. Sendo assim, fica proibido qualquer tipo de amargura dentro da minha vida.Quero e estou dando sorrisos, abraços, docilidade, leveza, amor, prosa e poesia."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;">Paolla Milnyczul</span>Cris Teleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05238445367040881108noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31833980.post-29676239392159387802013-01-27T12:06:00.000-08:002013-01-27T12:06:01.817-08:00<br />
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Por céus e mares eu andei,<br />
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<span style="font-size: 1.4em;">Vi um poeta e vi um rei</span><br />
<br />Na esperança de saber<br />
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Ninguém sabia me dizer,<br />
<br />Eu já queria até morrer<br />
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Quando um velhinho<br />
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<span style="font-size: 1.4em;">O amor é o carinho,</span><br />
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É o espinho que não se vê em cada flor.<br /><br />
É a vida quando<br />
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- <em>O Velho e a Flor,</em> <strong>Vinicius de Moraes.</strong> </div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Porque não tem uma vez que eu tenha te encontrado, que não vá entrar na lista dos melhores dias da minha vida.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Te ouvir por horas, entre desabafo e violão.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Falar da saudade e acabar com ela. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Colocar as vontades e os sorrisos em dia.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Rir até doer a barriga, e enxugar as lágrimas no seu ombro.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Me sentir protegida, por um carinho que nunca acaba.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Nossa história é dessas que a gente não sabe quando começou, mas tem certeza que nunca vai ter um fim.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Porque você é dessas pessoas que me fazem esquecer o que um dia doeu. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Você é dessas pessoas, que me fazem acreditar no amor. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dessas pessoas lindas, que fazem um dia simples, se tornar inesquecível.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b><i>Karla Tabalipa</i></b></span></div>
Cris Teleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05238445367040881108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31833980.post-39118849871671615372012-08-02T16:42:00.002-07:002012-08-02T16:42:42.175-07:00<span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">Se você não dá valor, perde. Se dá valor demais, também. O jeito é tratar as pessoas com reciprocidade, nada além nem aquém disso.</span>
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<br />Cris Teleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05238445367040881108noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31833980.post-26750065766915007552012-07-01T07:48:00.001-07:002012-07-01T07:48:54.925-07:00<span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Que bobagem falar que é nas grandes ocasiões que se conhece os amigos! Nas grandes ocasiões é que não faltam amigos. Principalmente neste Brasil de coração mole e escorrendo. E a compaixão, a piedade, a pena se confundem com amizade. Por isso tenho horror das grandes ocasiões. Prefiro as quartas-feiras."</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">— Mário de Andrade</span>Cris Teleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05238445367040881108noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31833980.post-30392312174193036122012-06-10T17:09:00.001-07:002012-06-10T17:09:40.638-07:00<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">“Aquele “oi” que tem a profundidade de um abismo, o que vai definir se eu vou te conhecer ou se vou deixar você passar pela minha vida sem fazer estrago.” </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">|Caio Augusto Leite|</span>Cris Teleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05238445367040881108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31833980.post-6061562919527326812012-05-22T18:44:00.002-07:002012-05-22T18:44:01.960-07:00<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">A quem possa interessar, eu continuo aqui, mas exorcizei as promessas vazias, os amores de verão, a sinceridade enganosa. Consola-me saber que não me perdi no caminho. Alegra-me a confirmação de que, de pedaços em pedaços, não sobrou um caquinho das ilusões do passado. Agora, eu não presto mais atenção no passado, que junta mofo sentimental. Eu sou presente. Estou me deixando ser feliz. </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><a data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=1149944429" href="https://www.facebook.com/itaneide" style="background-color: white; color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;">Ita Portugal</a>Cris Teleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05238445367040881108noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31833980.post-90965513298680513702012-05-08T15:49:00.002-07:002012-05-08T15:49:52.400-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Tudo o que eu vivi me trouxe até aqui e sou grata a tudo,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">invariavelmente. Curvo meu coração em reverência a todos</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">os mestres, espalhados pelos meus caminhos todos,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">vestidos de tantos jeitos, algumas vezes disfarçados de dor." </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ana Jácomo.</span><br />Cris Teleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05238445367040881108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31833980.post-83843218797922919492012-04-24T18:40:00.000-07:002012-04-24T18:40:22.858-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: HelveticaNeue, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">|Lídia Martins|</span>Cris Teleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05238445367040881108noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31833980.post-83762786989647950322012-04-19T15:56:00.002-07:002012-04-19T15:56:51.647-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXTaU41N2UbCAdsqr8UoVZ9yC7UUuu6HjRfvmxqxFOv56s3RKKgqv520LlAs3ybIZF2DzHvzg23gU-mw0OCf_lu6D7oM_16BQ-XCfcANu2SUpAG0LEK5cmiN1WK8gd_LMR6-ZrYA/s1600/flor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXTaU41N2UbCAdsqr8UoVZ9yC7UUuu6HjRfvmxqxFOv56s3RKKgqv520LlAs3ybIZF2DzHvzg23gU-mw0OCf_lu6D7oM_16BQ-XCfcANu2SUpAG0LEK5cmiN1WK8gd_LMR6-ZrYA/s320/flor.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"> "As chuvas de abril trazem as flores de maio"</span></span>Cris Teleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05238445367040881108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31833980.post-37185914358302068952012-04-06T12:17:00.002-07:002012-04-06T12:17:23.179-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG22V8u4EtW7YvI0FPUuWFCLktTICEyIf5umoTObzhbNTDaQ9ORJogpF6T4l30P953Z8K9fmMvRm8qYQf5izEXOIiesTffxyqVa7hZYNXcFPag8mhlfUtOSZwTi3PJWcb9TxWXiQ/s1600/quando+preciso.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="132" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG22V8u4EtW7YvI0FPUuWFCLktTICEyIf5umoTObzhbNTDaQ9ORJogpF6T4l30P953Z8K9fmMvRm8qYQf5izEXOIiesTffxyqVa7hZYNXcFPag8mhlfUtOSZwTi3PJWcb9TxWXiQ/s400/quando+preciso.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Cris Teleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05238445367040881108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31833980.post-2600273290543651102012-04-01T13:39:00.000-07:002012-04-01T13:39:08.224-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaPueptzviy4SKQ6thOH9LlaHxo96ivKT5Pnhc_W_XH1HWdbAEySlHGX8j47oLsmXKvz8eH_a45jIjCLqRPgRsAfvyYsWuMzrcgleiXsi-iVOWsImVsz3fKig-PFINMSkys1N-qA/s1600/aaab.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="263" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaPueptzviy4SKQ6thOH9LlaHxo96ivKT5Pnhc_W_XH1HWdbAEySlHGX8j47oLsmXKvz8eH_a45jIjCLqRPgRsAfvyYsWuMzrcgleiXsi-iVOWsImVsz3fKig-PFINMSkys1N-qA/s320/aaab.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Não é falta de saudade, é desapego.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Não é falta de amor, é a certeza do tempo esgotado. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Não é falta de interesse, é uma profunda ocupação com a minha própria vida.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Não é mágoa, é indiferença. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Não é exagero, é escolha.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Marla de Queiroz</span>Cris Teleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05238445367040881108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31833980.post-25270526193212676152012-04-01T13:32:00.002-07:002012-04-01T13:32:42.060-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkBRkndkfNSbqp0IBcnwpwg_Y9mfEGLw1fcXshzUOYs5KzG1an4MsDYCtKp5IwrRUs9Z25AtvMv5vW4l7lfPa41MpAkW3LODQGtaa2n3KJcLiH8icBvgzpwzqQ4Fs_DU5JGZBRaw/s1600/amanhecendo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="269" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkBRkndkfNSbqp0IBcnwpwg_Y9mfEGLw1fcXshzUOYs5KzG1an4MsDYCtKp5IwrRUs9Z25AtvMv5vW4l7lfPa41MpAkW3LODQGtaa2n3KJcLiH8icBvgzpwzqQ4Fs_DU5JGZBRaw/s320/amanhecendo.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Cris Teleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05238445367040881108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31833980.post-49747203722800705452012-03-29T12:47:00.002-07:002012-03-29T12:47:24.384-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhebe8GMiR-dOhjG2I-8I3NnQp9Bgva_e5JIhFw6YUzZpDnAso0e0CwfvDRXhZffvXm38Y5sbipvSrx9lD9G72jUB7dheRmXIre84Xz-aBZwCuAt6LBhEQ6RN_UveB9XgdfGHEI9Q/s1600/lulu+santos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhebe8GMiR-dOhjG2I-8I3NnQp9Bgva_e5JIhFw6YUzZpDnAso0e0CwfvDRXhZffvXm38Y5sbipvSrx9lD9G72jUB7dheRmXIre84Xz-aBZwCuAt6LBhEQ6RN_UveB9XgdfGHEI9Q/s320/lulu+santos.jpg" width="289" /></a></div>Cris Teleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05238445367040881108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31833980.post-46908063461335589922012-03-14T14:46:00.000-07:002012-03-14T14:46:23.325-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXJtwafunCYHl6iM24O5Q9jHKxhxnE35ZpkopRlm6HQIib46PM49DIDP4lOtc_KADODYgQwwWbvvdemf3QqGSsCr9uxuJKJQvMuO34yrcQImvfiWVMd2rHTvZdq_71hEdT8BkpVw/s1600/beijos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">'Doce é sonhar</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">É pensar que você</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Gosta de mim</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Como eu gosto de você!'</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tom Jobim</span></div>Cris Teleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05238445367040881108noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31833980.post-43526345990020075752012-03-06T05:32:00.001-08:002012-03-06T05:32:05.038-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyD_ZlrniUAe63N2UkhHOXvnKjsGZC8thIY23DTlkdp1yfa4CEFA94YEH0gZum3CdKrulypHvdbCN1WTQ4MzUXdiQAy-cG9LDSaMkAuihbv5ndx9Um-PiyXICBs2mCK07QPvIVPQ/s1600/mem%C3%B3ria.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyD_ZlrniUAe63N2UkhHOXvnKjsGZC8thIY23DTlkdp1yfa4CEFA94YEH0gZum3CdKrulypHvdbCN1WTQ4MzUXdiQAy-cG9LDSaMkAuihbv5ndx9Um-PiyXICBs2mCK07QPvIVPQ/s320/mem%C3%B3ria.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Cris Teleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05238445367040881108noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31833980.post-89569434001093601632012-02-28T10:08:00.000-08:002012-02-28T10:08:27.119-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNUXghOpTmIS__exyJeRPK1Ilyf2b2ZClOEeLUIG3BP-gKwqJcu_IO9G98I84Xv2XRWibWkooOUkUq7mTByCUbWdyJPfge6F3oRJXaYTyiSliAisuU3_0-IbifDUd9g0V0KCACSg/s1600/vc+colhe+o+que+planta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNUXghOpTmIS__exyJeRPK1Ilyf2b2ZClOEeLUIG3BP-gKwqJcu_IO9G98I84Xv2XRWibWkooOUkUq7mTByCUbWdyJPfge6F3oRJXaYTyiSliAisuU3_0-IbifDUd9g0V0KCACSg/s320/vc+colhe+o+que+planta.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> A gente colhe o que a gente planta!!!</span></b>Cris Teleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05238445367040881108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31833980.post-76878741004927300302012-02-07T09:46:00.000-08:002012-02-07T09:46:40.602-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4uwVCAHrDjjXgNeYtls3Hn4f9xOnvPzRUbuRSl82nELgpyfVYBX3wF8PsvG9HsRehxciGT5OKfs9FT9TMkXxDMNMkxeFUIpz7pMDDRUNK9QdJySisgvLlrflZ_NWGCU5DDdP1kA/s1600/olhos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4uwVCAHrDjjXgNeYtls3Hn4f9xOnvPzRUbuRSl82nELgpyfVYBX3wF8PsvG9HsRehxciGT5OKfs9FT9TMkXxDMNMkxeFUIpz7pMDDRUNK9QdJySisgvLlrflZ_NWGCU5DDdP1kA/s1600/olhos.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">Quando fecho os olhos, é você quem eu vejo; </span><br style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;" /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">aos lados, em cima, embaixo, por fora e por dentro de mim.</span><br style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;" /><br style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;" /><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">Caio F.</span></span>Cris Teleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05238445367040881108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31833980.post-76116485908669273852012-02-01T04:38:00.001-08:002012-02-01T04:38:13.380-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsfDUElsLn4lLiQv-QaN91HvV7GQBA0gvqUh4qcs0OFBl2kMimM6K3R0TZY-dH2Ru28gatv0j6n4ls_wrHw73-MUPgFI56RvSW2MNXu3Kf64ZysuFHKpnnRPoZ06L75VcGlKDZjQ/s1600/beatles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="270" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsfDUElsLn4lLiQv-QaN91HvV7GQBA0gvqUh4qcs0OFBl2kMimM6K3R0TZY-dH2Ru28gatv0j6n4ls_wrHw73-MUPgFI56RvSW2MNXu3Kf64ZysuFHKpnnRPoZ06L75VcGlKDZjQ/s320/beatles.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Cris Teleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05238445367040881108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31833980.post-2259300290881762572012-01-28T10:38:00.000-08:002012-01-28T10:38:50.602-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYEF5mjZMgLKpGAHsAZ8RxHA_xc1BzTwqSS4HfAhwxvRuDYUElh6i5MXHkihIYThoVpUlrXt8pwPIF_6u7hyOqMn30FLq6SCbtLwUaB2hKi6UzaELW9gpPytWDx9PTuGFpllXOkg/s1600/amor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="229" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYEF5mjZMgLKpGAHsAZ8RxHA_xc1BzTwqSS4HfAhwxvRuDYUElh6i5MXHkihIYThoVpUlrXt8pwPIF_6u7hyOqMn30FLq6SCbtLwUaB2hKi6UzaELW9gpPytWDx9PTuGFpllXOkg/s320/amor.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"><span class="quote"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">'O amor verdadeiro tem dessas coisas: não se explica, não se controla, não se racionaliza, simplesmente toma conta. É uma droga, um vício, uma viagem entre céu e o inferno, ida e volta, sem parar.'</span></span></b></span></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: right;"><span class="quote"> <b>Martha Medeiros</b></span></div>Cris Teleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05238445367040881108noreply@blogger.com0