<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702</id><updated>2011-12-11T11:48:16.211-02:00</updated><category term='Outros'/><category term='Música'/><category term='Frases'/><category term='Vinícius de Moraes'/><category term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><category term='Martha Medeiros'/><category term='Clarice Lispector'/><title type='text'>Ygor Aguiar [OFICIAL]</title><subtitle type='html'>Decidi criar um Blog para colocar minhas frases e textos... e alguns textos de escritores que admiro!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-192088798862491482</id><published>2011-12-11T11:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T11:48:16.216-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Mensagem para meu Anjo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C3Y7lYMB4Po/TuSyvQzzjMI/AAAAAAAAAYY/YuesbMZa5eU/s1600/Imagem+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C3Y7lYMB4Po/TuSyvQzzjMI/AAAAAAAAAYY/YuesbMZa5eU/s320/Imagem+012.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Te amo demais. Te amo profundamente, te amo para sempre. Te Amo, amo o seu calor. Te Amo, amo a sua voz. Te Amo, amo o seu corpo. Te amo com todas as forças ou talvez sem elas. Te amo intensamente e até mesmo sem sentir, te amo naturalmente. Te amo, meu anjo. Beijos!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-192088798862491482?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/192088798862491482/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=192088798862491482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/192088798862491482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/192088798862491482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2011/12/mensagem-para-meu-anjo.html' title='Mensagem para meu Anjo!'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C3Y7lYMB4Po/TuSyvQzzjMI/AAAAAAAAAYY/YuesbMZa5eU/s72-c/Imagem+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-4468766598183420692</id><published>2011-11-08T23:18:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T23:28:59.299-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Respire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-67M-o_Fj0AQ/TrnUHH1GZHI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Rooo14sOEos/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-67M-o_Fj0AQ/TrnUHH1GZHI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Rooo14sOEos/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Não perca o sentido, Segure-se em mim... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Feche agora os seus olhos e imagine um mar,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;uma praia em preto em branco&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Sente-se na areia com a vista para o imenso oceano&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;que em frente está&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Sinta o vento que suavemente se entrelaça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;entre seu corpo e em suas vestes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Sinta a pureza de um doce silêncio e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;ouça a voz da natureza dizendo o que precisas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Sinta a paz em seu coração, não a deixe fugir&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Sentes o calor em sua pele?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Olhe para o alto, encontrarás o astro Sol&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Absorva toda energia possível e fortaleça-te!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Ouça também o som que vem das ondas,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;sinta a periodicidade e concentre-se em sua freqüência&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-align: justify; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Agora coloque suas mãos ao peito e sinta a sua periodicidade&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;e encontre a sua freqüência&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Conheça-te, respire e respire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-4468766598183420692?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/4468766598183420692/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=4468766598183420692&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/4468766598183420692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/4468766598183420692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2011/11/respire.html' title='Respire'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-67M-o_Fj0AQ/TrnUHH1GZHI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Rooo14sOEos/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-1416646239138428871</id><published>2011-07-23T00:37:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T01:28:58.372-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Agora eu Vivo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J75seUls7Kw/TOkksOL6i6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Fuasip19ge4/s1600/lotus16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 533px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J75seUls7Kw/TOkksOL6i6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Fuasip19ge4/s1600/lotus16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sinto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paz&lt;/span&gt;. E a falta que você me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;faz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Mas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;estou&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feliz&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vivo&lt;/span&gt; o que sempre &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Já tive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;medo&lt;/span&gt;. Mas em ti encontrei &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sussego&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Já&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sinto&lt;/span&gt; teu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;calor&lt;/span&gt;. E esqueci que eu tinha &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Mas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;estou&lt;/span&gt; com &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;frio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vivo&lt;/span&gt; ainda neste meio &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sombrio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Já&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tristeza&lt;/span&gt;. Mas você me deu&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; firmeza&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Já&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sinto&lt;/span&gt; teu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt;. E te darei uma bela&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; flor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;estou&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amando&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vivo&lt;/span&gt; um amor que está me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;domando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Já&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;felicidade&lt;/span&gt;. Mas jamais com tanta &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;intensidade.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Já tive&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;já senti&lt;/span&gt;, mas agora &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vivo&lt;/span&gt; pois estou &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;contigo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Te amo, meu anjo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-1416646239138428871?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/1416646239138428871/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=1416646239138428871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/1416646239138428871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/1416646239138428871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2011/07/agora-eu-vivo.html' title='Agora eu Vivo'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J75seUls7Kw/TOkksOL6i6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Fuasip19ge4/s72-c/lotus16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-7576175830902392673</id><published>2011-06-28T18:54:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T20:08:33.025-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases'/><title type='text'>amor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NdI-F9lNna8/TccCtxn6DlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/IBlpmjXZ3dk/s1600/amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NdI-F9lNna8/TccCtxn6DlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/IBlpmjXZ3dk/s1600/amor.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Há apenas quatro questões na vida. O  que é sagrado? De que é feita a alma? O que vale a pena ser vivido? E  qual é o motivo pelo qual vale a pena morrer? A resposta é a mesma para  todas: apenas o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;amor&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Don Juan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-7576175830902392673?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/7576175830902392673/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=7576175830902392673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/7576175830902392673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/7576175830902392673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2011/06/amor.html' title='amor.'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NdI-F9lNna8/TccCtxn6DlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/IBlpmjXZ3dk/s72-c/amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-1916247546413926758</id><published>2011-05-10T21:18:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T21:43:30.193-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>tempo?</title><content type='html'>Tempo? ou seja, "um tempinho". Tá, mas já tentou falar com o meu coração sobre isso?&lt;br /&gt;Ele entendeu?&lt;br /&gt;Entendeu que neste tempo, não terei a quem correr, não poderei alguém amar?&lt;br /&gt;Entendeu também que sorrisos não irão mais brilhar, que somente lágrimas irão jorrar?&lt;br /&gt;Então também entendeu que o que tinha sentido está perdido, que perdeu seu valor?&lt;br /&gt;Amanhecer e anoitecer são tudo a mesma coisa? Perto e longe também o é?&lt;br /&gt;Ah então ele já está ciente de que ao amanhecer não terei em quem pensar até o anoitecer, e que&lt;br /&gt;longe ou perto não tem diferença pois a saudade não tem valor?&lt;br /&gt;Então meu coração já entendeu que não haverá mais aumento de batimentos cardíacos pelo aumento de adrenalina causados pelo meu encontro contigo a cada dia!&lt;br /&gt;Explique tudo isso a ele!&lt;br /&gt;Pois é ele que te ama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-1916247546413926758?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/1916247546413926758/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=1916247546413926758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/1916247546413926758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/1916247546413926758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2011/05/tempo.html' title='tempo?'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-6922085429705320694</id><published>2011-04-17T16:55:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:01:06.987-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Beija-me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZeF66T5wNE/TGAteyEPRVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/GAeNZNyldYg/s1600/vinho-e-queijo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 459px; height: 402px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZeF66T5wNE/TGAteyEPRVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/GAeNZNyldYg/s1600/vinho-e-queijo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Beija-me tu com os beijos de tua boca, pois melhor é o teu amor do que o doce sabor de um antigo vinho."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-6922085429705320694?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/6922085429705320694/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=6922085429705320694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/6922085429705320694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/6922085429705320694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2011/04/beija-me.html' title='Beija-me.'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JZeF66T5wNE/TGAteyEPRVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/GAeNZNyldYg/s72-c/vinho-e-queijo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-8649635168849218875</id><published>2011-03-19T18:12:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T18:24:51.125-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinícius de Moraes'/><title type='text'>Soneto do Amor Total</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E2bXrSbzRyY/TYUcb5DYvnI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Gx1Y0mvJeW8/s1600/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 98px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E2bXrSbzRyY/TYUcb5DYvnI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Gx1Y0mvJeW8/s320/b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585902178320039538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="fr0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te tanto, meu amor ... não cante&lt;br /&gt;O humano coração com mais verdade ...&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te como amigo e como amante&lt;br /&gt;Numa sempre diversa realidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te afim, de um calmo amor prestante&lt;br /&gt;E te amo além, presente na saudade.&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te, enfim, com grande liberdade&lt;br /&gt;Dentro da eternidade e a cada instante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te como um bicho, simplesmente&lt;br /&gt;De um amor sem mistério e sem virtude&lt;br /&gt;Com um desejo maciço e permanente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E de te amar assim, muito e amiúde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;É que um dia em teu corpo de repente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hei de morrer de amar mais do que pude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="aut"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pensador.uol.com.br/autor/Vinicius_de_Moraes/" class="autor"&gt;Vinícius de Moraes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-8649635168849218875?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/8649635168849218875/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=8649635168849218875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/8649635168849218875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/8649635168849218875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2011/03/soneto-do-amor-total.html' title='Soneto do Amor Total'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E2bXrSbzRyY/TYUcb5DYvnI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Gx1Y0mvJeW8/s72-c/b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-7044570465748851581</id><published>2011-03-03T21:40:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T22:13:06.374-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Um Recado!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MXDzu_rEiOM/TXA8RhN_eyI/AAAAAAAAAW4/RQggdrVpmZQ/s1600/frase.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MXDzu_rEiOM/TXA8RhN_eyI/AAAAAAAAAW4/RQggdrVpmZQ/s320/frase.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580026209984543522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-7044570465748851581?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/7044570465748851581/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=7044570465748851581&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/7044570465748851581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/7044570465748851581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='Um Recado!'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MXDzu_rEiOM/TXA8RhN_eyI/AAAAAAAAAW4/RQggdrVpmZQ/s72-c/frase.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-5049970371184654665</id><published>2011-01-01T02:20:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T20:38:53.724-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Desejo, Sinto. Quero &amp; Preciso.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TSD94JsC6EI/AAAAAAAAAWs/7keKAY0cd6M/s1600/2010%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 177px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TSD94JsC6EI/AAAAAAAAAWs/7keKAY0cd6M/s320/2010%2B004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557721081290352706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Desejo&lt;/span&gt; o vento e mar. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Desejo amar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sinto&lt;/span&gt; o frio e calor. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sinto a falta de um amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quero&lt;/span&gt; falar e ouvir. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quero te sentir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Preciso&lt;/span&gt; pular e gritar. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Preciso lutar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Desejo&lt;/span&gt; tudo novo. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Desejo ser feliz denovo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sinto&lt;/span&gt; dor. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sinto saudades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quero&lt;/span&gt; fugir. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quero explodir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Preciso&lt;/span&gt; mudar. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Preciso renovar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Desejo&lt;/span&gt; saúde. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Desejo que me ajudes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sinto&lt;/span&gt; faltar de ar. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sinto vontade de chorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quero&lt;/span&gt; agradar. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quero não me iludir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Preciso&lt;/span&gt; esquecer. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Preciso não enlouquecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejo o sentir, quero e preciso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bem Vindo 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-5049970371184654665?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/5049970371184654665/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=5049970371184654665&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/5049970371184654665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/5049970371184654665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2011/01/desejo-sinto-quero-preciso.html' title='Desejo, Sinto. Quero &amp; Preciso.'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TSD94JsC6EI/AAAAAAAAAWs/7keKAY0cd6M/s72-c/2010%2B004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-1255282033607239271</id><published>2010-12-14T17:25:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T18:07:03.726-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases'/><title type='text'>Ser.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TQfOJ1DYgbI/AAAAAAAAAWg/omN81m4D8zg/s1600/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TQfOJ1DYgbI/AAAAAAAAAWg/omN81m4D8zg/s320/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550631734012838322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Muitas vezes sou o que não se vê,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E sinto o que não demonstro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amo sem amar e Odeio sem odiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Não amo, amando. Não odeio, odiando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas sou o que você me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;permitir&lt;/span&gt; ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-1255282033607239271?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/1255282033607239271/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=1255282033607239271&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/1255282033607239271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/1255282033607239271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2010/12/ser.html' title='Ser.'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TQfOJ1DYgbI/AAAAAAAAAWg/omN81m4D8zg/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-984228763441672259</id><published>2010-11-21T13:10:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T18:35:17.099-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases'/><title type='text'>Meu Anjo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TOlA9dNXbEI/AAAAAAAAAV4/XAs0QSUxRHI/s1600/ex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 71px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TOlA9dNXbEI/AAAAAAAAAV4/XAs0QSUxRHI/s320/ex.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542032241012993090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meu Anjo, quando você se perguntar aonde estou quando você mais precisa, lembre-se que estou tão perto quanto tão longe &lt;b&gt;pareço&lt;/b&gt; estar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-984228763441672259?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/984228763441672259/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=984228763441672259&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/984228763441672259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/984228763441672259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2010/11/meu-anjo-quando-voce-se-perguntar-aonde.html' title='Meu Anjo.'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TOlA9dNXbEI/AAAAAAAAAV4/XAs0QSUxRHI/s72-c/ex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-556921775735376749</id><published>2010-10-12T16:15:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T16:51:21.417-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>fico feliz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TLS6HbFOzzI/AAAAAAAAAVA/KVIUwlKEmu4/s1600/IMG_3593-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TLS6HbFOzzI/AAAAAAAAAVA/KVIUwlKEmu4/s320/IMG_3593-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527247279381991218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;É inevitável controlar o que eu sinto, depois que o seu olhar em mim se fixou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;O passarinho cantou,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Sentiu que nasceu Amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Em um dia quente, no meio do outono. Um dia não esperado, mas desejado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas confuso entro em um caos profundo,&lt;br /&gt;E minhas dúvidas tornam-se cada vez mais certas de suas incertezas.&lt;br /&gt;O medo e a insegurança podem ser minhas maiores fraquezas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;mas a ansiedade também me torna vulnerável.&lt;br /&gt;O meu refúgio está nas profundezas de um singelo deitar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;Esquecer o viver, e partir pro sonhar.&lt;br /&gt;Crio o meu mundo, e uma maneira de amar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;fico feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-556921775735376749?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/556921775735376749/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=556921775735376749&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/556921775735376749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/556921775735376749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2010/10/fico-feliz.html' title='fico feliz.'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TLS6HbFOzzI/AAAAAAAAAVA/KVIUwlKEmu4/s72-c/IMG_3593-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-7959960563336997884</id><published>2010-08-06T00:53:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T22:33:34.688-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases'/><title type='text'>Frases</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TFzPpguNOUI/AAAAAAAAAUg/QU41jCChVzE/s1600/coracao_mar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TFzPpguNOUI/AAAAAAAAAUg/QU41jCChVzE/s320/coracao_mar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502501156805228866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Constantemente como as ondas do Mar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Meu Coração diz para te amar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mais 24 horas se passaram, e ainda estou aqui e você ai. E mesmo assim meu coração me diz 24 vezes para te amar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A mais bela e perfeita flor que encontrei já não pode ser mais minha."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-7959960563336997884?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/7959960563336997884/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=7959960563336997884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/7959960563336997884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/7959960563336997884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2010/08/constantemente-como-as-ondas-do-mar-meu.html' title='Frases'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TFzPpguNOUI/AAAAAAAAAUg/QU41jCChVzE/s72-c/coracao_mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-2913213689966689546</id><published>2010-08-02T01:37:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T10:28:21.317-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Melhor que muitas paixões...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TFbHAPQ7SjI/AAAAAAAAAUI/nIQ6reLTzEo/s1600/1220051782_amigos1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500802801791093298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TFbHAPQ7SjI/AAAAAAAAAUI/nIQ6reLTzEo/s320/1220051782_amigos1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não sei se é o Sol ou o seu olhar que me faz acreditar que tudo estar a melhorar.&lt;br /&gt;Suas palavras são tão doces, indício esse, que veio do seu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Coração que por sua vez, demonstra ser puro e verdadeiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão longe estás e mesmo assim fez o que pessoas tão próximas de mim não foram capazes de fazer.&lt;br /&gt;Mostrou-me que sou muito mais o que penso ser.&lt;br /&gt;Me fez acreditar, que o amor ainda voltará. E que será diferente de tudo que já foi um dia.&lt;br /&gt;Transformou em dia tudo que era fantasia. Deu cor a tudo que estava incolor, e renovou o sentido de viver, ser feliz e ter amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fico impressionado como é diferente conhecer alguém que tem valor.&lt;br /&gt;Pois sua vida é regida com firmeza e leveza.&lt;br /&gt;O seu amor é diferente do que um simples calor.&lt;br /&gt;Sua face além de trazer paz e conforto, és de uma intensa beleza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seus passos e ações são de sábios, dignos de toda admiração.&lt;br /&gt;Gestos de toda uma perfeição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade, você só pode ser um Anjo que desceu do céu para me ajudar.&lt;br /&gt;E o meu desejo sempre foi te encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;Agora que comigo está, sou feliz sem me preocupar.&lt;br /&gt;Pois já tenho alguém em que posso confiar.&lt;br /&gt;Alguém para me alegrar, me aconselhar, até mesmo para amar.&lt;br /&gt;Amor fraterno, amor de irmão. Melhor que muitas paixões... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-2913213689966689546?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/2913213689966689546/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=2913213689966689546&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/2913213689966689546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/2913213689966689546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2010/08/melhor-que-muitas-paixoes.html' title='Melhor que muitas paixões...'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TFbHAPQ7SjI/AAAAAAAAAUI/nIQ6reLTzEo/s72-c/1220051782_amigos1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-1779857178616018566</id><published>2010-07-14T18:22:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T20:15:23.687-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>O Sol irá brilhar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TEDla901szI/AAAAAAAAATk/keQNUKwv-uA/s1600/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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&lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Os meus passos estão isolados e desordenados caminhando pra onde o vento o guiar, pois o meu coração já não diz o que seguir.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo já está perdendo o sentido, não encontro mais razões e muito menos emoções.&lt;br /&gt;Não quero parar, mesmo não sabendo para onde ir.&lt;br /&gt;O medo não pode me assustar. Não pode me prender por muito tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Pois dentro de mim ainda há esperança.&lt;br /&gt;De algum modo sei que a vida guarda para mim o melhor, pois não é possível que tudo como está continuará assim.&lt;br /&gt;O sol irá brilhar, enfim o inverno acabará, e a frieza então terá seu fim.&lt;br /&gt;Sentirei novamente o calor que é Amar.&lt;br /&gt;A paisagem que irá surgir será esplendora, o campo estará verde e florido.&lt;br /&gt;Haverá sinal de amor no ar.&lt;br /&gt;Os meus passos serão leves e certeiros, orientados e ordenados.&lt;br /&gt;Pois encontrarei razões e emoções para sentir e viver.&lt;br /&gt;O medo que um dia me prendia, me dará a força que em mim faltava para lutar.&lt;br /&gt;A lutar contra mim mesmo, a quebrar e me libertar das correntes que em mim estavam. Medos que me impossibilitavam de sonhar, de amar e de ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;E enfim eu serei feliz novamente.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso vou continuar, isso que estou passando só é um obstáculo para ultrapassar, após ele poderá haver outros, quem sabe mais difíceis que esse ao qual enfrento. Mas eu estou progredindo, estou crescendo, até chegar a tão sonhada e desejada felicidade.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-1779857178616018566?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/1779857178616018566/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=1779857178616018566&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/1779857178616018566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/1779857178616018566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-sol-ira-brilhar.html' title='O Sol irá brilhar'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TEDla901szI/AAAAAAAAATk/keQNUKwv-uA/s72-c/02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-1765204180475231678</id><published>2010-06-18T22:18:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T00:09:58.533-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Carta não enviada!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TBwnBBWuaCI/AAAAAAAAAS8/d3_6_0tm0Qc/s1600/escrever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TBwnBBWuaCI/AAAAAAAAAS8/d3_6_0tm0Qc/s320/escrever.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484301344727525410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Eu posso enganar qualquer um, até mesmo você, mas é impossivel enganar o meu coração. Já faz mais de um ano que em seus braços me lançei, e mais de seis que em um vazio me encontrei. Acreditei que tinha te esqueçido, mas percebi que não foi assim. Acabei de ver uma foto sua, e não posso negar que mil coisas senti. Não sei se isso é Bom. Senti saudade, ódio, senti-me leve, quente e sujo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Na foto você estava sorrindo do mesmo modo quando sorria para mim. E estava com o mesmo olhar de quando fixava os seus olhos aos meus e dizia "eu te amo".Por isso senti saudade. Mas logo em seguida senti ódio, pois percebi que não signifiquei nada para você. Não sei nem se você ainda sabe meu nome, reconhece minha voz ou lembra do meu cheiro. Será que você verdadeiramente me amou, ou vivi um amor completamente ilusório?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Pra falar a verdade, o que eu sinto mesmo não é ódio, mas sim pena. Você não busca o amor, e por isso sempre vai viver na solidão. Sinto maior pena é das pessoas que, assim como eu, vão te amar com um amor puro, sincero e principalmente inocente. E logo depois perceberão que foram fruto de uma simples "diversão". É isso mesmo que percebi, tudo para você não passa de mais uma diversão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Quando dizia que me amava, o seu amor não era como o calor que eu sentia, mas sim um fogo que ardia a base da sua Fantasia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Mas hoje posso dizer&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;que não te amo, porém não posso afirmar que te esqueci. Pois tudo que passamos juntos está gravado e infelizmente não pode ser deletado! Eu sofro e meu coração sente dor ao lembrar que o meu amor te entreguei.Pois você não é merecedor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;você me enganou ao dizer que sentia amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Mas torço pra que um dia você perceba que a maior beleza está em amar alguém.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-1765204180475231678?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/1765204180475231678/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=1765204180475231678&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/1765204180475231678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/1765204180475231678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2010/06/carta-nao-enviada.html' title='Carta não enviada!'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TBwnBBWuaCI/AAAAAAAAAS8/d3_6_0tm0Qc/s72-c/escrever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-7519853713520799716</id><published>2010-05-29T15:08:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T13:17:27.641-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Preso à um Amor Antigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TAKPRs7wSoI/AAAAAAAAASs/U5dWxT0xSUQ/s1600/sozinho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TAKPRs7wSoI/AAAAAAAAASs/U5dWxT0xSUQ/s320/sozinho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477097631118281346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha flor, meu amado amor&lt;br /&gt;Como era bom o seu calor&lt;br /&gt;Minha vida, minha eterna paixão&lt;br /&gt;Você conquistava o meu Coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tudo era mais colorido&lt;br /&gt;E tudo tinha mais sentido&lt;br /&gt;Quando você estava aqui&lt;br /&gt;Me fazendo sorrir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você me dava esperança&lt;br /&gt;Me consolava, e me ajudava&lt;br /&gt;E me transmitia confiança&lt;br /&gt;Em todos os instantes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas já faz muito tempo&lt;br /&gt;Que não te tenho aqui comigo&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me Perdido&lt;br /&gt;Preso à um Amor Antigo!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                      &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-7519853713520799716?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/7519853713520799716/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=7519853713520799716&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/7519853713520799716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/7519853713520799716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2010/05/preso-um-amor-antigo.html' title='Preso à um Amor Antigo'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/TAKPRs7wSoI/AAAAAAAAASs/U5dWxT0xSUQ/s72-c/sozinho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-4565080425659670450</id><published>2010-05-08T14:06:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T12:40:31.275-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Esperando te encontrar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/S-Wge_Vc3vI/AAAAAAAAASM/-Y0L8w7ap_c/s1600/sonho1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/S-Wge_Vc3vI/AAAAAAAAASM/-Y0L8w7ap_c/s320/sonho1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468953776769261298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece ser ontem que a mais bela e perfeita flor estava ao meu alcance.&lt;br /&gt;Flor que de algum jeito coloria a minha vida e me dava esperança.&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora simplismente murchou e perdeu seu valor. Seu aroma, sua vida, seu amor.&lt;br /&gt;Agora perdido, num mundo sem cor, num intenso preto e branco, vivo na esperança de um novo amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei onde estás, nem quando me encontrarás.&lt;br /&gt;Não sei seu nome, nem o que fazes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só sei que sozinho estou, esperando te encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;E pronto para te amar e também ser amado.&lt;br /&gt;Quando, onde e como não importa.&lt;br /&gt;O que importa é que ao seu lado um dia vou viver e estar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-4565080425659670450?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/4565080425659670450/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=4565080425659670450&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/4565080425659670450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/4565080425659670450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2010/05/esperando-te-encontrar.html' title='Esperando te encontrar...'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/S-Wge_Vc3vI/AAAAAAAAASM/-Y0L8w7ap_c/s72-c/sonho1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-2337745519509673954</id><published>2010-03-13T22:46:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T23:31:35.356-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/S5xAMUccHZI/AAAAAAAAASE/zpyQuETmHOQ/s1600-h/4545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/S5xAMUccHZI/AAAAAAAAASE/zpyQuETmHOQ/s320/4545.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448300229602057618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Momentos ruins eu sei que passarei, mas também sei que Bons não vão faltar."&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;É tão díficil denifini-lá! Mas sei que é muito especial, algo inexplicável. Os filósofos e cientistas ainda não descobriram aonde ela come&lt;/span&gt;ça. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fecundação, nidação&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;estado de feto, nascimento&lt;/span&gt;, consciência de si mesmo, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aonde é que se inicia a vida?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma coisa muito interessante é que além de não saberem quando é exatamente o início da vida, desconhecem também o fim dela. A morte seria o fim da Vida? Ou ainda há vida após ela?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desconhecem o início e o fim dela. Mas o intermediário?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podemos pensar na vida como um longo caminho, ou até mesmo um extenso livro, aonde nós somos os peregrinos, os escritores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nós guiamos nossas vidas, às vezes sem mesmo sabermos como. Mas por mais sábios que possamos ser, é inevitável a existência de ocasiões indesejáveis no decorrer dessa caminhada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensando na vida como um longo caminho... podemos imaginar que no percorrer desse caminho haverá vários desvios com caminhos aparentemente bons no início, mas no final poderá ter fins trágicos. Essas estradas alternativas nem sempre são o melhor a escolher - nem toda opção é digna de aceitação. Haverá também, várias pedras e empecilhos para dificultar a passagem. E ainda poderá existir abismos onde deveremos de alguma maneira tentar ultrapassá-lo. Mas não desista, tudo que passamos não é difícil ou ruim o bastante para que não tenhamos coragem ou força para continuar. Se ainda não tivermos preparados? Aí sim é a hora e o momento certo para o aprendizado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensando na vida como um extenso livro... podemos imaginar que haverá palavras escritas com lágrimas, e páginas manchadas de sangue. Haverá várias rasuras, folhas rasgadas ou em branco. Mas não se preocupe! Pois tristeza, choro e perdas vão acontecer, mas alegrias sorrisos e ganhos não vão faltar. Nesse livro ainda haverá lindas poesias e canções de Amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-2337745519509673954?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/2337745519509673954/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=2337745519509673954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/2337745519509673954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/2337745519509673954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2010/03/vida_13.html' title='Vida'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/S5xAMUccHZI/AAAAAAAAASE/zpyQuETmHOQ/s72-c/4545.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-7182335083700144424</id><published>2010-03-02T23:18:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T19:44:20.906-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outros'/><title type='text'>3 últimos desejos de Alexandre, o Grande!</title><content type='html'>"Quando à beira da morte, Alexandre convocou os seus generais e relatou seus 3 últimos desejos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - que seu caixão fosse transportado pelas mãos dos médicos da época;&lt;br /&gt;2 - que fosse espalhado no caminho até seu túmulo os seus tesouros conquistados (prata, ouro, pedras preciosas... ); e&lt;br /&gt;3 - que suas duas mãos fossem deixadas balançando no ar, fora do caixão, à vista de todos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dos seus generais, admirado com esses desejos insólitos, perguntou a Alexandre quais as razões. Alexandre explicou:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Quero que os mais iminentes médicos carreguem meu caixão para mostrar que eles NÃO têm poder de cura perante a morte;&lt;br /&gt;2 - Quero que o chão seja coberto pelos meus tesouros para que as pessoas possam ver que os bens materiais aqui conquistados, aqui permanecem;&lt;br /&gt;3 - Quero que minhas mãos balancem ao vento para que as pessoas possam ver que de mãos vazias viemos e de mãos vazias partimos."            ATOR DESCONHECIDO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dispensa comentários, grande lição eles nos deixou. Em pequenos gestos ele pôde demonstrar valores que atualmente são esquecidos. Verdadeira lição de moral para nós, materialistas, que só nos preocupamos com os bens materiais. Devemos procurar mais a Deus... Dar valor realmente a algo que tenha Valor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-7182335083700144424?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/7182335083700144424/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=7182335083700144424&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/7182335083700144424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/7182335083700144424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2010/03/3-ultimos-desejos-de-alexandre-o-grande.html' title='3 últimos desejos de Alexandre, o Grande!'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-6700418005975361997</id><published>2010-02-23T22:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:14:44.175-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clarice Lispector'/><title type='text'>[...] se deve viver apesar de.</title><content type='html'>[...]&lt;br /&gt;“Uma das coisas que aprendi é que se deve viver apesar de. Apesar de, se deve comer. Apesar de, se deve amar. Apesar de, se deve morrer. Inclusive muitas vezes é o próprio apesar de que nos empurra para a frente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi o apesar de que me deu uma angústia que insatisfeita fui a criadora de minha própria vida. Foi apesar de que parei na rua e fiquei olhando para você enquanto você esperava um táxi. E desde logo desejando você, esse teu corpo que nem sequer é bonito, mas é o corpo que eu quero. Mas quero inteira, com a alma também. Por isso, não faz mal que você não venha, esperarei quanto tempo for preciso.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uma Aprendizagem ou O Livro dos Prazeres - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-6700418005975361997?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/6700418005975361997/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=6700418005975361997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/6700418005975361997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/6700418005975361997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2010/02/se-deve-viver-apesar-de.html' title='[...] se deve viver apesar de.'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-2824072823719443565</id><published>2010-02-19T13:50:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T13:54:50.676-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Ficar nas Lembranças...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/S36zWypFsEI/AAAAAAAAARU/epUdS911pXI/s1600-h/330047462_e5aa48f88b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/S36zWypFsEI/AAAAAAAAARU/epUdS911pXI/s320/330047462_e5aa48f88b_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439982604042743874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cuser%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt; 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	mso-footer-margin:35.45pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Há pessoas que são para levar somente nas lembranças.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Conversando com uma amiga eu dizia que sentia saudades de umas pessoas e de momentos que passávamos juntos. Mas já tem tempo que não os vejo, e o que me resta são somente as recordações dos momentos bons que passamos. Foram momentos que às vezes não dei o devido valor quando podia tê-los e agora que não posso vejo a falta que me fazem. Conversar sentados na grama, jogar palavras ao ar, e risadas ao vento...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Abraços, beijos e gestos de carinho...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Senti-me triste quando percebi que essas coisas não irão acontecer novamente, pelo menos com as mesmas pessoas. Minha amiga disse que a vida é assim mesmo, que existem pessoas que sempre estarão comigo, mas que também &lt;/span&gt;há pessoas que são para levar somente nas lembranças&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. É triste, mas é a verdade, muitas pessoas ainda vão passar pela minha vida. Alguns deixaram suas pegadas em minhas lembranças e em meu coração, e outras permaneceram pra Sempre comigo. Vale o mesmo para aquelas pessoas que já entraram em um profundo sono, que não podem acordar mais. Elas se foram fisicamente, mas as lembranças continuaram pra sempre em nossos corações.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Como já disse em alguma postagem anterior, aproveite cada minuto de sua vida, pense em tudo que irá fazer, pois tudo está sendo escrito, tudo que é feito não poderá ser apagado. A vida é um milagre de Deus, não a desperdice! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Aproveite os pequenos e simples momentos, que por mais simples que seja um dia sentirá &lt;/span&gt;falta&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. Aproveite as pessoas que estão ao seu redor, as ame de um amor puro, pois futuramente não se arrependeras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;color:#000000;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;color:#000000;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-2824072823719443565?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/2824072823719443565/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=2824072823719443565&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/2824072823719443565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/2824072823719443565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2010/02/nas-lembrancas.html' title='Ficar nas Lembranças...'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/S36zWypFsEI/AAAAAAAAARU/epUdS911pXI/s72-c/330047462_e5aa48f88b_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-3538246100268491532</id><published>2010-01-18T13:15:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T13:56:59.547-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Você somente lembranças</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/S1SAWkC8KOI/AAAAAAAAARM/Way3mxuP5UI/s1600-h/20080527214032555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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	mso-footer-margin:35.45pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A Brisa que por ti passava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Trazia-me a fragrância&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Que me dava esperança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;E agora são só lembranças...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Já estás tão longe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Que não ouço mais o seu coração!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Seus olhos eram de um denso e profundo Verde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Que brilhavam ao meu encontro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Seu sorriso me transmitia Paz e Segurança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Amor e Confiança...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Seu abraço era tão confortável &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Que ao deitar-me ainda sonho tê-la ao meu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sentia-me seguro em seus braços calorosos e intercalado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Agora são só saudades...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Talvez nunca saibas que é para ti que escrevo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mas espero que reconheças que sempre te amei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;E que nunca te esquecerei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&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/7438674530771740702-3538246100268491532?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/3538246100268491532/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=3538246100268491532&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/3538246100268491532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/3538246100268491532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2010/01/voce-somente-lembrancas.html' title='Você somente lembranças'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/S1SAWkC8KOI/AAAAAAAAARM/Way3mxuP5UI/s72-c/20080527214032555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-7731057538467228865</id><published>2010-01-04T15:43:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T15:55:07.182-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha Medeiros'/><title type='text'>Porque você ama quem você ama?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/S0IrbGHR7nI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/vZz2ZzZj6iM/s1600-h/011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/S0IrbGHR7nI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/vZz2ZzZj6iM/s320/011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422944645805108850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém ama outra pessoa pelas qualidades que ela tem, caso contrário os honestos, simpáticos e não-fumantes teriam uma fila de pretendentes batendo à porta.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é chegado a fazer contas, não obedece a razão. O verdadeiro amor acontece por empatia, por magnetismo.&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém ama outra pessoa porque ela é educada, veste-se bem e é fã do Caetano. Isso são só referenciais. Ama-se pelo cheiro, pelo mistério, pela paz que o outro lhe dá, ou pelo tormento que provoca. Ama-se pelo tom de voz, pela maneira que os olhos piscam, pela fragilidade que se revela quando menos se espera.&lt;br /&gt;Então que ela tem um jeito de sorrir que o deixa imobilizado, o beijo dela é mais viciante do que LSD, você adora brigar com ela e ela adora implicar com você. Isso tem nome.&lt;br /&gt;Você ama aquele cafajeste. Ele diz que vai e não liga, ele veste o primeiro trapo que encontra no armário. Ele não tem a maior vocação para príncipe encantado, e ainda assim você não consegue despachá-lo. Quando a mão dele toca na sua nuca, você derrete feito manteiga. Ele toca gaita de boca, adora animais e escreve poemas. Por que você ama este cara? Não pergunte para mim.&lt;br /&gt;Você é inteligente. Lê livros, revistas, jornais. Gosta dos filmes dos irmãos Coen e do Robert Altman, mas sabe que uma boa comédia romântica também tem o seu valor. É bonita. Seu cabelo nasceu para ser sacudido num comercial de xampu e seu corpo tem todas as curvas no lugar (ou quase). Independente, emprego fixo, bom saldo no banco. Gosta de viajar, de música, tem loucura por computador e seu fettucine ao pesto é imbatível. Você tem bom humor, não pega no pé de ninguém. Com um currículo desse, criatura, por que diabo está sem um amor?&lt;br /&gt;Ah, o amor, essa raposa. Quem dera o amor não fosse um sentimento, mas uma equação matemática: eu linda + você inteligente = dois apaixonados. Não funciona assim. Amar não requer conhecimento prévio nem consulta ao SPC. Ama-se justamente pelo que o Amor tem de indefinível. Honestos existem aos milhares, generosos tem às pencas, bons motoristas e bons pais de família, tá assim, ó!&lt;br /&gt;Mas ninguém consegue ser do jeito do amor da sua vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martha Medeiros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-7731057538467228865?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/7731057538467228865/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=7731057538467228865&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/7731057538467228865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/7731057538467228865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2010/01/porque-voce-ama-quem-voce-ama.html' title='Porque você ama quem você ama?'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/S0IrbGHR7nI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/vZz2ZzZj6iM/s72-c/011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-965991880532425731</id><published>2009-12-28T13:39:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T14:47:44.735-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha Medeiros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SzjRgMLl-3I/AAAAAAAAAQU/8J5YhjJPKi4/s1600-h/love_by_laurapora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SzjRgMLl-3I/AAAAAAAAAQU/8J5YhjJPKi4/s320/love_by_laurapora.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420312502496263026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ama-se justamente pelo que o Amor tem de indefinível.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Martha Medeiros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-965991880532425731?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/965991880532425731/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=965991880532425731&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/965991880532425731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/965991880532425731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SzjRgMLl-3I/AAAAAAAAAQU/8J5YhjJPKi4/s72-c/love_by_laurapora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-5056436078470349992</id><published>2009-12-04T18:05:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T13:57:59.397-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Seu Tempo, Sua Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/Sxlr-sgv-_I/AAAAAAAAAOk/AsKSGp6ttQM/s1600-h/pict_20060905PHT10323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/Sxlr-sgv-_I/AAAAAAAAAOk/AsKSGp6ttQM/s320/pict_20060905PHT10323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411475152106945522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Cada minuto é uma nova chance de mudar tudo para Sempre."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando li essa frase eu passei o dia inteiro meditando nela, e percebi a grandeza que ela possui.&lt;br /&gt;Se pararmos para pensar cada minuto e até segundos de nossas vidas nunca poderão voltar. Oportunidades, escolhas, e momentos são e sempre serão únicos...&lt;br /&gt;Por um lado isso é bom e por outro é péssimo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É bom porque todos os momentos em que a solidão e o sofrimento me atingiram não poderão me atingir da mesma forma, pois hoje estou mais firme e forte. E é péssimo, pois momentos e oportunidades que foram ótimos e inesquecíveis não poderão voltar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu relembrei, com essa frase, todas as escolhas que tive.&lt;br /&gt;Pensei em como seria se eu tivesse tomado cada decisão diferente do que tinha escolhido.&lt;br /&gt;Pensei se hoje eu estaria melhor ou pior,  feliz ou triste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percebi que alguns erros cometidos no passado ainda podem ser reparados, não todos mais alguns. Essa frase me deu esperança e ao mesmo tempo mais responsabilidade. Esperança, pois sei que ainda posso reparar erros que hoje me atormentam - infelizmente não são todos os possiveis de reparo. Responsabilidade, pois eu sei que o que eu farei hoje refletirá futuramente, e se eu não gostar do resultado eu talvez não possa repará-lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso eu recomendo: valorize o seu tempo e pense muito com que irá desperdiça-lo...&lt;br /&gt;O tempo passa e não volta mais, e futuramente o nosso maior desejo será poder voltar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprecie tua Vida e te valorize! Seu tempo é sua vida... e com certeza é muito Valioso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-5056436078470349992?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/5056436078470349992/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=5056436078470349992&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/5056436078470349992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/5056436078470349992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/12/cada-minuto-e-uma-nova-chance-de-mudar.html' title='Seu Tempo, Sua Vida'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/Sxlr-sgv-_I/AAAAAAAAAOk/AsKSGp6ttQM/s72-c/pict_20060905PHT10323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-6332555862797981344</id><published>2009-11-05T23:13:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T13:58:29.410-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Não desista, Continue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SvN8VWQSMAI/AAAAAAAAANE/NpwOh4lznHI/s1600-h/caminho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SvN8VWQSMAI/AAAAAAAAANE/NpwOh4lznHI/s320/caminho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400797084340334594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;“Descanso agora, pois os dias ruins, todo mundo tem,&lt;br /&gt;já jurei pra mim, não desanimar.&lt;br /&gt;E não ter mais pressa, pois sei que o mundo vai girar,&lt;br /&gt;o mundo vai girar, eu espero a minha vez.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Esses versos foram tirados da música “Espero a minha vez” do Nx zero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos descansar, mas não desanimar.&lt;br /&gt;Pra quê desanimar?! Vai mudar a nossa situação?&lt;br /&gt;Vai transformar nossa vida? Vai nos ajudar?&lt;br /&gt;Acho que não, o melhor remédio é continuar. O máximo que pode acontecer é perdermos, mas seria o mesmo resultado se tivéssemos desanimado e desistido antes – pelo menos tivemos a coragem de tentar e não &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;desistir&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Desistir, desanimar, retroceder, parar, abandonar..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...essas são ações que alguém que quer ser um vencedor não pode nem pensar em fazer.&lt;br /&gt;Persistir, animar-se, proceder, continuar seriam as ações corretas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo na vida tem o seu tempo; ser criança, ser adulto, estudar, trabalhar, namorar, casar, sorrir, chorar, morrer.&lt;br /&gt;Não adianta termos pressa ou sair desesperadamente preocupados! Eu adoraria poder voltar e dar valor as coisas mínimas que hoje me fazem falta. Adoraria poder voltar ao tempo em que eu era inocente e acreditava que o mundo era belo e que não havia violência. Adoraria ainda, poder ser criança e não ter preocupações, que hoje me tormenta todos os dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez se eu tivesse calma e tivesse vivido cada momento como deveria, os arrependimentos de hoje poderiam não existir. Mas o desespero e a ansiedade tomaram conta do meu raciocínio, fazendo com que eu perdesse a razão e o sentido das coisas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltar? Não.&lt;br /&gt;Isso não é possível, agora o que me resta é aproveitar cada momento da minha vida, pois agora sei que um dia vou querer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;VOLTAR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E além disso, tudo na vida muda. Há mudanças que nós desejamos e outras que nunca queríamos passar. Mas nem sempre somos capazes de evitá-las. Seja bom ou ruim, teremos que passar, é assim pra mim, pra você e pra todos nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que tiver que acontecer, acontecerá, pois “O mundo vai girar”. Momentos bons e ruins estão por vir, não adianta se apavorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-6332555862797981344?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/6332555862797981344/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=6332555862797981344&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/6332555862797981344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/6332555862797981344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/11/descanso-agora-pois-os-dias-ruins-todo.html' title='Não desista, Continue.'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SvN8VWQSMAI/AAAAAAAAANE/NpwOh4lznHI/s72-c/caminho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-7603550595130237895</id><published>2009-10-23T22:21:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T22:40:49.306-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SuJI1puX7xI/AAAAAAAAAM0/w-eno25rHew/s1600-h/Relogio.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/StNEII9acMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/KTfQw3JrBKg/s320/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+partido.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391728085527326914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;O motivo pelo qual meus relacionamentos - sendo ele amoroso ou não – não forem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;duradouros não é somente das pessoas que me envolvi. Talvez a culpa fosse minha, quem sabe só minha! A culpa é minha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Por ser ingênuo (ás vezes), ansioso, imaturo talvez, e por ser Sonhador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Por sonhar acordado, acreditando que a vida é um Sonho ou que o sonho possa se tornar realidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Por ficar em silêncio quando deveria falar, e falar quando deveria calar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Por confiar em quem eu não deveria, e desconfiar em quem era confiável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Por fazer o que os outros fariam em meu lugar ao invés de fazer o que meu coração mandava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Por falar muitas vezes da Boca pra Fora,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sem pensar antes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Por achar que sempre tenho a razão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Por não pensar nos sentimentos dos outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Por não perguntar, conversar ou esperar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Por não respeitar os limites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Por não te entender quando deveria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Por te julgar, sendo que eu deveria ser julgado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Por errar diversas vezes e não assumir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Por esconder meus verdadeiros sentimentos ao invés de demonstrá-lo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;...talvez por eu não ter sido quem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;eu verdadeiramente Sou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mas uma coisa é certa, a culpa não é minha por eu ser um Homem, e sim por eu ser HUMANO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-2696781479749102456?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/2696781479749102456/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=2696781479749102456&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/2696781479749102456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/2696781479749102456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-motivo-pelo-qual-meus-relacionamentos.html' title='A culpa também é Minha'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/StNEII9acMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/KTfQw3JrBKg/s72-c/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+partido.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-3881435808904295775</id><published>2009-09-24T21:36:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T14:01:12.765-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Otimismo! xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SrwTSvvKuQI/AAAAAAAAALs/KN4mBr2KXLs/s1600-h/2207804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SrwTSvvKuQI/AAAAAAAAALs/KN4mBr2KXLs/s320/2207804.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385200467201145090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça das nuvens grandiosas e tenebrosas, que por vezes, atravessaram o seu dia mudando totalmente o rumo dos seus planos. Mas lembre-se de quando no meio dessas nuvens negras, o raio do Sol se fez presente mudando a situação novamente ao seu favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ás vezes esqueça determinadas derrotas, mas nunca se esqueça das lições que aprendesse no decorrer das batalhas – que muitas das vezes foram enfrentadas sozinhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça dos dias em que  a solidão entrou na sua vida mudando as cores de sua visão para um intenso preto e branco. Mas pense nos dias em que você estava rodeado de pessoas que se faziam colírio aos seus olhos, te dando esperança para seguir a vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça dos erros que já não podem ser mais corrigidos, mas se cuide para que não os cometa novamente! E lembra-se que você não pode mudar o passado, mas pode construir um novo futuro diferente do passado que tivesse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça dos momentos infelizes, em que a amizade, o carinho, o amor e a vida não significavam nada, eram desconhecidas, pois não eram vividas. E lembre-se dos momentos que você foi a pessoa mais feliz do mundo, porque vc ainda é! Rsrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-3881435808904295775?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/3881435808904295775/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=3881435808904295775&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/3881435808904295775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/3881435808904295775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/09/otimismo-xd.html' title='Otimismo! xD'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SrwTSvvKuQI/AAAAAAAAALs/KN4mBr2KXLs/s72-c/2207804.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-6767023302219637798</id><published>2009-08-28T21:56:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T21:59:43.260-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Não Chore, IGNORE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/Sph893ADEUI/AAAAAAAAALA/_SeYIRmexd0/s1600-h/Caminhos+diferentes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/Sph893ADEUI/AAAAAAAAALA/_SeYIRmexd0/s320/Caminhos+diferentes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375183557444702530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cuser%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:595.3pt 841.9pt; 	margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; 	mso-header-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Para que chorar pensando numa pessoa que não te merece?!&lt;br /&gt;Além de não te merecer ela ainda é capaz de usufruir de sua tristeza para sua própria alegria. De mostrar que tudo qume se passou não foi nada além do que “Mais uma Das” que caem no seu sistema vicioso de iludir os corações e em seguida arrancar com destreza e veracidade, sem nenhum remorso ou dúvida.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Essas pessoas buscam somente sua satisfação. E o pior, é que parece que só estão satisfeitas quando vêem que você está em um profundo poço, onde não há luz e nenhuma esperança de Vida, e que somente o amor por esse ser desprezível – e ao mesmo tempo indispensável – seria sua única esperança de um recomeço. E quando você está nessa triste e desesperadora situação que ela some, levando sua única esperança...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;É sempre assim, quando elas vêem que conseguiram te enfeitiçar, que seu mundo se resume a elas, mostrando dependência, te fazem sofrer, se aproveitando do seu inocente sentimento. Esse grupo de pessoas deveria ser banido da humanidade, por serem responsáveis pela tristeza de muitos. E responsáveis por vários corações partidos, que amaram inocentemente sem prever o seu triste fim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Então novamente volto a dizer, não chore por quem não te merece!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Com certeza você encontrará alguém que mereça o seu carinho, o seu amor.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Por isso esqueça da existência dessa pessoa que te machuca, ou que machucou. Como já escrevi anteriormente o contrário do amor não é o ódio e sim a indiferença. Se você agir como se ela não houvesse nenhum valor significativo de atenção ou de afeto, o objetivo de te deixar obcecada e dependente do amor dela não terá êxito.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Então simplesmente IGNORE e não CHORE. Por mais que ainda haja algum sentimento por essa pessoa, não sofra por alguém que você não encontrará o verdadeiro amor correspondido. Sei que é difícil esquecer alguém que ainda está no seu coração, mas ignorando será a melhor forma de esquecê-la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-6767023302219637798?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/6767023302219637798/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=6767023302219637798&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/6767023302219637798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/6767023302219637798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/08/nao-chore-ignore.html' title='Não Chore, IGNORE!'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/Sph893ADEUI/AAAAAAAAALA/_SeYIRmexd0/s72-c/Caminhos+diferentes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-3079881874343202855</id><published>2009-08-28T20:38:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T16:29:49.697-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases'/><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SphqosFTSPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/qyuTX3SnThw/s1600-h/taca+de+vinho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SphqosFTSPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/qyuTX3SnThw/s320/taca+de+vinho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375163402527394034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rel="File-List" 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latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; 	mso-header-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Jamais chore pela pessoa que não te merece, pois essa pessoa pode está bebendo as suas lágrimas em uma taça de orgulho e desprezo.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-3079881874343202855?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/3079881874343202855/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=3079881874343202855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/3079881874343202855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/3079881874343202855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/08/normal-0-21-false-false-false.html' title='...'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SphqosFTSPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/qyuTX3SnThw/s72-c/taca+de+vinho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-2025106463710958373</id><published>2009-08-21T16:54:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T15:46:29.982-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases'/><title type='text'>Frases 03</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O arrependimento e a triste incapacidade de não poder voltar e mudar minhas atitudes me sufocam cada dia!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;gor &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;guiar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Não é fácil aprender a viver, muito menos a Amar!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;gor &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;guiar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;"São as diferenças que nos mostram como somos raros e preciosos." &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;gor &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;guiar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-2025106463710958373?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/2025106463710958373/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=2025106463710958373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/2025106463710958373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/2025106463710958373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/08/frases_21.html' title='Frases 03'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-3227229856588527546</id><published>2009-08-18T15:21:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T14:00:48.232-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Indiferença</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/Sorxidxwq8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/-NoIJSwQidA/s1600-h/42-16300818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" 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&lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} p.frase, li.frase, div.frase 	{mso-style-name:frase; 	mso-margin-top-alt:auto; 	margin-right:0cm; 	mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; 	margin-left:0cm; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; 	mso-header-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"O que me assusta não são as ações e os gritos das pessoas más, mas a indiferença e o silêncio das pessoas boas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"    &lt;cite style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Martin Luther King&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="frase"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cuser%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; 	mso-header-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Quando somos esquecidos e tratados como se não existíssemos,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Quando não nos dão atenção e nos tratam com indiferença,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;O que nos resta é a Rejeição, seguida somente da Solidão!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Só em pensar que vocês já estiveram juntos, e que essa pessoa, que hoje te vê como ninguém ( ou melhor, nem te vê ), já foi a pessoa que te completava e te animava para seguir a Vida Com Alegria!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Difícil esquecer alguém que teve um papel muito importante na sua vida. E depois perceber que  tudo não passou de uma ilusão, e o “tudo” não significou nada mais que uma experiência a mais...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ygor Aguiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-3227229856588527546?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/3227229856588527546/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=3227229856588527546&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/3227229856588527546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/3227229856588527546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/08/indiferenca.html' title='Indiferença'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/Sorxidxwq8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/-NoIJSwQidA/s72-c/42-16300818.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-7944359612604033303</id><published>2009-08-11T16:19:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T16:31:47.029-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha Medeiros'/><title type='text'>O contrário do Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SoHEw2bXMWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/bCnb3cWVMeY/s1600-h/corazon+39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="fr0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16px;"&gt;"O contrário de bonito é feio, de rico é pobre, de preto é branco, isso se aprende antes de entrar na escola. Se você fizer uma enquete entre as crianças, ouvirá também que o contrário do amor é o ódio. Elas estão erradas. Faça uma enquete entre adultos e descubra a resposta certa: o contrário do amor não é o ódio, é a indiferença.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que seria preferível, que a pessoa que você ama passasse a lhe odiar, ou que lhe fosse totalmente indiferente? Que perdesse o sono imaginando maneiras de fazer você se dar mal ou que dormisse feito um anjo a noite inteira, esquecido por completo da sua existência? O ódio é também uma maneira de se estar com alguém. Já a indiferença não aceita declarações ou reclamações: seu nome não consta mais do cadastro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para odiar alguém, precisamos reconhecer que esse alguém existe e que nos provoca sensações, por piores que sejam. Para odiar alguém, precisamos de um coração, ainda que frio, e raciocínio, ainda que doente. Para odiar alguém gastamos energia, neurônios e tempo. Odiar nos dá fios brancos no cabelo, rugas pela face e angústia no peito. Para odiar, necessitamos do objeto do ódio, necessitamos dele nem que seja para dedicar-lhe nosso rancor, nossa ira, nossa pouca sabedoria para entendê-lo e pouco humor para aturá-lo. O ódio, se tivesse uma cor, seria vermelho, tal qual a cor do amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já para sermos indiferentes a alguém, precisamos do quê? De coisa alguma. A pessoa em questão pode saltar de bung-jump, assistir aula de fraque, ganhar um Oscar ou uma prisão perpétua, estamos nem aí. Não julgamos seus atos, não observamos seus modos, não testemunhamos sua existência. Ela não nos exige olhos, boca, coração, cérebro: nosso corpo ignora sua presença, e muito menos se dá conta de sua ausência. Não temos o número do telefone das pessoas para quem não ligamos. A indiferença, se tivesse uma cor, seria cor da água, cor do ar, cor de nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma criança nunca experimentou essa sensação: ou ela é muito amada, ou criticada pelo que apronta. Uma criança está sempre em uma das pontas da gangorra, adoração ou queixas, mas nunca é ignorada. Só bem mais tarde, quando necessitar de uma atenção que não seja materna ou paterna, é que descobrirá que o amor e o ódio habitam o mesmo universo, enquanto que a indiferença é um exílio no deserto."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="aut"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Martha Medeiros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:16px;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-7944359612604033303?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/7944359612604033303/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=7944359612604033303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/7944359612604033303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/7944359612604033303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-contrario-do-amor.html' title='O contrário do Amor'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SoHEw2bXMWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/bCnb3cWVMeY/s72-c/corazon+39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-1678867651736872141</id><published>2009-08-09T18:11:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T19:11:36.942-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Um Canalha a menos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/Sn8778CFe_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/hx5EBrD0DPk/s1600-h/planeta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/Sn8778CFe_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/hx5EBrD0DPk/s320/planeta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368075181762116594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="fr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: right;" class="fr"&gt;"Se você agir sempre com dignidade, pode não melhorar o mundo, mas uma coisa é certa: haverá na Terra um canalha a menos."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;" class="fr"&gt;Millôr Fernandes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="fr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="fr"&gt;Dignidade é uma outra qualidade que vemos se perder nesse imenso planeta.Agir corretamente, seguindo as leis, os deveres e os direitos humanos são atitudes de uma pessoa digna, e não é o que vimos atualmente.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="fr"&gt;Mas se pelo menos você que está lendo, a partir de agora, tentasse ser uma pessoa digna, com certeza, haverá um canalha a menos no planeta Terra!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="fr"&gt;Talvez não consiga mudar o mundo, mas se todos tomassem essa mesma decisão que você, um dia o mundo se torne Melhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="fr"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-1678867651736872141?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/1678867651736872141/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=1678867651736872141&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-7720746097310139382</id><published>2009-08-06T22:52:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T15:46:09.065-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases'/><title type='text'>Frases 02</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cuser%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   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255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“As pessoas entram em nossa vida por acaso,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mas não é por acaso que elas permanecem.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lilian Tonet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cuser%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;  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255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“O amor é o que fica de um relacionamento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;depois que foi retirado todo o egoísmo”.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cullen Hightower&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Algumas coisas são amadas porque têm valor;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;algumas coisas têm valor porque são amadas”.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ian Pitt-Watson&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-7720746097310139382?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/7720746097310139382/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=7720746097310139382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/7720746097310139382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/7720746097310139382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/08/frases.html' title='Frases 02'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-9210250251170290067</id><published>2009-08-04T16:42:00.013-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T15:45:47.276-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases'/><title type='text'>Frases 01</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Se o homem se considera um verme, ele não deve se queixar quando for pisado."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Immanuel Kant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Acreditarmos verdadeiramente naquilo que desejamos é o primeiro passo para que ele se torne realidade."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Desconhecido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O caráter e a inteligência podem impressionar as pessoas, mas é o amor que damos a alguém que nos faz brilhantes e inesquecíveis."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Desconhecido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Faça o que puder, com o que tiver, onde estiver."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Theodore Roosevelt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Sentimos saudade de certo&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;s momentos da nossa vida e de certos momentos de pessoas que passaram por ela."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Carlos Drummond de Andrade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-9210250251170290067?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/9210250251170290067/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=9210250251170290067&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/9210250251170290067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/9210250251170290067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/08/se-o-homem-se-considera-um-verme-ele.html' title='Frases 01'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-4039904493362404886</id><published>2009-07-29T14:47:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:54:13.471-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clarice Lispector'/><title type='text'>Já...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SnCVPPK8F7I/AAAAAAAAAH0/hNN5GYOwDm0/s1600-h/diario.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SnCVPPK8F7I/AAAAAAAAAH0/hNN5GYOwDm0/s320/diario.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363951245201250226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Já escondi um AMOR com medo de perdê-lo, já perdi um AMOR por escondê-lo.&lt;br /&gt;Já segurei nas mãos de alguém por medo, já tive tanto medo, ao ponto de nem sentir minhas mãos.&lt;br /&gt;Já expulsei pessoas que amava de minha vida, já me arrependi por isso.&lt;br /&gt;Já passei noites chorando até pegar no sono, já fui dormir tão feliz, ao ponto de nem conseguir fechar os olhos.&lt;br /&gt;Já acreditei em amores perfeitos, já descobri que eles não existem.&lt;br /&gt;Já amei pessoas que me decepcionaram, já decepcionei pessoas que me amaram.&lt;br /&gt;Já passei horas na frente do espelho tentando descobrir quem sou, já tive tanta certeza de mim, ao ponto de querer sumir.&lt;br /&gt;Já menti e me arrependi depois, já falei a verdade e também me arrependi.&lt;br /&gt;Já fingi não dar importância às pessoas que amava, para mais tarde chorar quieta em meu canto.&lt;br /&gt;Já sorri chorando lágrimas de tristeza, já chorei de tanto rir.&lt;br /&gt;Já acreditei em pessoas que não valiam a pena, já deixei de acreditar nas que realmente valiam.&lt;br /&gt;Já tive crises de riso quando não podia.&lt;br /&gt;Já quebrei pratos, copos e vasos, de raiva.&lt;br /&gt;Já senti muita falta de alguém, mas nunca lhe disse.&lt;br /&gt;Já gritei quando deveria calar, já calei quando deveria gritar.&lt;br /&gt;Muitas vezes deixei de falar o que penso para agradar uns, outras vezes falei o que não pensava para magoar outros.&lt;br /&gt;Já fingi ser o que não sou para agradar uns, já fingi ser o que não sou para desagradar outros.&lt;br /&gt;Já contei piadas e mais piadas sem graça, apenas para ver um amigo feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Já inventei histórias com final feliz para dar esperança a quem precisava.&lt;br /&gt;Já sonhei demais, ao ponto de confundir com a realidade... Já tive medo do escuro, hoje no escuro "me acho, me agacho, fico ali".&lt;br /&gt;Já cai inúmeras vezes achando que não iria me reerguer, já me reergui inúmeras vezes achando que não cairia mais.&lt;br /&gt;Já liguei para quem não queria apenas para não ligar para quem realmente queria.&lt;br /&gt;Já corri atrás de um carro, por ele levar embora, quem eu amava.&lt;br /&gt;Já chamei pela mamãe no meio da noite fugindo de um pesadelo. Mas ela não apareceu e foi um pesadelo maior ainda.&lt;br /&gt;Já chamei pessoas próximas de "amigo" e descobri que não eram... Algumas pessoas nunca precisei chamar de nada e sempre foram e serão especiais para mim."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-4039904493362404886?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/4039904493362404886/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=4039904493362404886&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/4039904493362404886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/4039904493362404886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/07/ja-escondi-um-amor-com-medo-de-perde-lo.html' title='Já...'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SnCVPPK8F7I/AAAAAAAAAH0/hNN5GYOwDm0/s72-c/diario.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-7397711663511760170</id><published>2009-07-28T18:07:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T16:35:56.748-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Quero Fugir!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/Sm9oq6WgqyI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Z_pYhbzGdR0/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/Sm9oq6WgqyI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Z_pYhbzGdR0/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363620767649016610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cuser%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:595.3pt 841.9pt; 	margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; 	mso-header-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Quero Fugir!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Quero ir para um Lugar onde os meus pensamentos sejam só meu, e que as minhas ideias sejam só minhas. Onde a corrupção, e a má índole não exista, e somente a fidelidade e lealdade domine!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Onde as pessoas não buscam o fracasso, a solidão e a dor doutras.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Um lugar onde exista liberdade e Boas pessoas para se conviver.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Um lugar onde não se precise preocupar com a violência! Com os maus tratos...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Um lugar onde os sentimentos Bons tenham a liberdade de se Expressar!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Onde a falsidade não exista...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Desejo ir para um lugar onde tudo seja mais Bonito, e que não haja sofrimento.Onde as pessoas se sintam seguras e imunes de qualquer imprevisto ruim... Onde as pessoas são inocentes e puras...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Que o egoísmo, e a perversidade não exista no Coração de seus habitantes!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Um lugar Mágico e Imaginário...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;O lugar dos Meus Sonhos!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-7397711663511760170?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/7397711663511760170/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=7397711663511760170&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/7397711663511760170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/7397711663511760170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/07/quero-fugir_28.html' title='Quero Fugir!'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/Sm9oq6WgqyI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Z_pYhbzGdR0/s72-c/11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-8618316428932920904</id><published>2009-07-11T23:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T17:56:49.535-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Falsidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SllN-aoiKKI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Cmg-2rXLeCM/s1600-h/falsidade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pois é... Falsidade!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alguns anos atrás eu não lhe conhecia e, infelizmente, tive o contato direto com ela. Talvez eu já tivesse passado por ela, mas não tão radicalmente como neste último ano. É muito ruim você confiar em alguém, e futuramente você perceber que esse alguém não é realmente a pessoa que você esperava que fosse.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eu tentei desconsiderar algumas atitudes, mas eu estaria me enganando. Mas o pior é que você não imagina que essa pessoa seria capaz de comer esse erro – mentir, fingir ser outro alguém.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Os falsos entram na nossa vida criando um mundo de ilusão, construído por suas próprias mentiras. Vêem como alguém que não são e conquista seu coração ingênuo, que é fraco e não imagina a maldade por trás de sua máscara.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;E agora me pergunto, como irei saber quem realmente é quem julga ser?! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Acho que só com o tempo... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A partir de agora vou começar a observar as palavras e atitudes de cada pessoa que me rodeia. Pois os falsos aparentam ser belos, e mui Belos, mas verdadeiramente são pessoas sem personalidade e incapazes de viver sem a mentira, são pessoas que se escondem por trás de belas máscaras que infelizmente nos encantam.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Algumas Frases:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="fr"&gt;“Os homens deviam ser o que parecem ou, pelo menos, não parecer o que não são.” (&lt;span class="aut"&gt;William Shakespeare)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="fr"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;"Que formosa aparência tem a falsidade." (William Shakespeare)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="fr"&gt;“A verdade alivia mais do que magoa. E estará sempre acima de qualquer falsidade como o óleo sobre a água.”&lt;span class="aut"&gt; (Miguel de Cervantes) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;"O caminho da verdade é único e simples; o da falsidade, vário e infinito."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Padre Antônio Vieira)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;"O rosto enganador deve ocultar o que o falso coração sabe.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(William Shakespeare)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;"Seja verdadeiro consigo mesmo e não seja falso com os outros."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Francis Bacon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-8618316428932920904?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/8618316428932920904/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=8618316428932920904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/8618316428932920904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/8618316428932920904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/07/normal-0-21-false-false-false_11.html' title='Falsidade'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SllN-aoiKKI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Cmg-2rXLeCM/s72-c/falsidade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-5064163191150818081</id><published>2009-07-05T13:27:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T17:57:51.795-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Estar Só</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SlDUnwzkz7I/AAAAAAAAAGo/kzjEAcrBKw4/s1600-h/solidao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Já faz aproximadamente um ano e meio que sai do Rio de Janeiro. Quando recebi a noticia que sairia da minha cidade, o mundo caiu. Pois eu tinha muitos amigos, parentes, &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;minha rotina, escola, tinha o calor, tinha tudo que eu nunca pensei em ter que me separar.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Então foi com muita tristeza que na noite do dia 14 de Janeiro de 2008 me despedi dos meus amigos e no dia 15 pela manhã começou a minha Nova Jornada!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Na cidade de Rio Grande é onde eu começei uma nova vida, com novos amigos, novo colégio, uma nova rotina....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No inicio foi muito difícil, tanto para mim como para minha família, mas isso faz parte de qualquer ‘Adaptação’.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Quem me conhece sabe que eu sou muito simpático, comunicativo, faço amizade rapidamente, mas nos primeiros meses estava carente... carente de alguém para sair, abraçar, sorrir, chorar...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Rapidamente conheci muitas pessoas... e inocentemente acreditei nelas. Passou-se um ano e no fim desse ano sofri muito, me decepcionei com as primeiras pessoas que tive alguma relação &lt;st1:personname productid="em Rio Grande" st="on"&gt;em Rio Grande&lt;/st1:personname&gt;, e em seguida mais decepções ocorreram. E então percebi que eu estava no meio de MUITOS mas ainda estava SÓ.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sofri com a solidão, mas ela mudou meu modo de Ver as pessoas e o Mundo. Não sou mais o mesmo Ygor que chegou nessa cidade. Sou um novo Ygor, que talvez você ainda não conhece, mas com certeza mudei, e evolui.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Algumas Frases:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cuser%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; 	mso-header-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"A pior solidão é não ter amizades verdadeiras." (Francis Bacon)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Por mais que digamos, as recordações não povoam a nossa solidão; pelo contrário, aumentam-na." (Gustave Flaubert)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Se a solidão é algo que lhe incomoda, porque não usá-la para adquirir conhecimento, refletir e se evoluir como ser humano."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vanessa Clariza Pena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“A solidão é a mãe da sabedoria.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Laurence Sterne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;"Solidão é estar no meio da multidão e se sentir só"&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-5064163191150818081?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/5064163191150818081/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=5064163191150818081&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/5064163191150818081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/5064163191150818081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/07/normal-0-21-false-false-false.html' title='Estar Só'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SlDUnwzkz7I/AAAAAAAAAGo/kzjEAcrBKw4/s72-c/solidao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-100643702623278251</id><published>2009-07-04T12:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:55:18.466-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinícius de Moraes'/><title type='text'>Solidão (Vinícius de Moraes)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;ou deixar um soneto de &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;inicius de &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;oraes&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; pois é sobre esse tema que será o proximo post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;. ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Solidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Vinicius de Moraes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cuser%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt; 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	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Desesperança das desesperanças...&lt;br /&gt;Última e triste luz de uma alma em treva...&lt;br /&gt;- A vida é um sonho vão que a vida leva&lt;br /&gt;Cheio de dores tristemente mansas. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;- É mais belo o fulgor do céu que neva&lt;br /&gt;Que os esplendores fortes das bonanças&lt;br /&gt;Mais humano é o desejo que nos ceva&lt;br /&gt;Que as gargalhadas claras das crianças. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Eu sigo o meu caminho incompreendido&lt;br /&gt;Sem crença e sem amor, como um perdido&lt;br /&gt;Na certeza cruel que nada importa. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10;"  &gt;Às vezes vem cantando um passarinho&lt;br /&gt;Mas passa. E eu vou seguindo o meu caminho&lt;br /&gt;Na tristeza sem fim de uma alma morta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-100643702623278251?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/100643702623278251/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=100643702623278251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/100643702623278251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/100643702623278251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/07/solidao-vinicius-de-moraes.html' title='Solidão (Vinícius de Moraes)'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-5932483337163734122</id><published>2009-06-28T16:58:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:02:12.381-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Alguém Que Te Faz Sorrir - Fresno</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.yehplay.com/musics/Fresno-Alguem-Que-Te-Faz-Sorrir/144797/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu nunca consegui saber diferenciar&lt;br /&gt;Não querer com não mais sentir&lt;br /&gt;Não merecer com não mais amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E hoje eu estou aqui&lt;br /&gt;Sem ter lugar pra ficar&lt;br /&gt;Escrevendo canções pra que&lt;br /&gt;Você possa escutar&lt;br /&gt;Com outro alguém do seu lado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que te faz sorrir&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que vai te abraçar&lt;br /&gt;Quando a escuridão cair&lt;br /&gt;Te impedindo de me enxergar&lt;br /&gt;E eu que hoje estou aqui&lt;br /&gt;E pra sempre vou ficar&lt;br /&gt;Segundos antes de dormir&lt;br /&gt;De mim você vai lembrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tente me ouvir&lt;br /&gt;Tente me ver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um outro alguém (Eu vou mudar)&lt;br /&gt;Eu juro que eu vou ser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que te faz sorrir&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que vai te abraçar&lt;br /&gt;Quando a escuridão cair&lt;br /&gt;Quando você precisar&lt;br /&gt;De alguém que não vai mentir&lt;br /&gt;Que não quer te magoar&lt;br /&gt;Segundos antes de dormir&lt;br /&gt;Que não quer te magoar&lt;br /&gt;De mim você vai lembrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que te faz sorrir&lt;br /&gt;Alguém que vai te abraçar&lt;br /&gt;Quando a escuridão cair&lt;br /&gt;Quando você precisar&lt;br /&gt;De alguém que não vai mentir&lt;br /&gt;Que não quer te magoar&lt;br /&gt;Segundos antes de dormir&lt;br /&gt;De mim você vai lembrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0" id="yehplay" width="260" align="middle" border="0" height="60"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.mp3tube.net/play.swf?id=d9db4399558f0a05d2495f6fd3908b35"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="false"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.mp3tube.net/play.swf?id=d9db4399558f0a05d2495f6fd3908b35" quality="High" name="yehplay" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" wmode="transparent" menu="false" width="260" align="middle" height="60"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-5932483337163734122?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/5932483337163734122/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=5932483337163734122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/5932483337163734122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/5932483337163734122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/06/alguem-que-te-faz-sorrir-fresno.html' title='Alguém Que Te Faz Sorrir - Fresno'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-7120190057925503109</id><published>2009-06-25T20:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T20:23:58.666-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Símbolo da Fidelidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SkQGmpeTl1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/JbBWEDKyamU/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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&lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;O marreco mandarim é uma ave monogâmica (ave que é totalmente fiel, mesmo que tenha um macho e varias fêmeas, ele escolhera apenas uma e ficara com ela ate o final de sua vida).&lt;br /&gt;Por ser uma ave monogâmica na Antiga China quando se pedia a mão de uma mulher em casamento por respeito e tradição se dava um casal de mandarim para os pais da noiva, jurando assim respeito e fidelidade com a noiva da mesma forma como faz o casal de mandarim. Então chegando à casa de alguma família, se no local houvesse dois casais de mandarim significava então que a família da casa possuía duas moças casadas. Assim o marreco mandarim tornou-se símbolo de fidelidade na Antiga China.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-7120190057925503109?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/7120190057925503109/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=7120190057925503109&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/7120190057925503109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/7120190057925503109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/06/simbolo-da-fidelidade.html' title='Símbolo da Fidelidade'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/SkQGmpeTl1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/JbBWEDKyamU/s72-c/02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-1599224737087807436</id><published>2009-06-25T18:56:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:58:59.006-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>É isso aí... Fidelidade!</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cuser%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:595.3pt 841.9pt; 	margin:70.85pt 73.3pt 70.85pt 3.0cm; 	mso-header-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;"O preço da fidelidade é a eterna vigilância."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;-- Millôr Fernandes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anteriormente eu citei a fidelidade como uma das características de uma pessoa perfeita. Mas sabemos que a fidelidade está sendo esquecida nos últimos tempos...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Conversando com umas mulheres tirei a seguinte conclusão:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As Mulheres traem quando estão insatisfeitas; essa insatisfação pode ser amorosa ou física. Elas traem quando a rotina se instala e a traição funciona apenas como agente 'revitalizador', não interferindo na estabilidade da relação, na maioria das vezes. Pois muitas delas ainda conseguem separar muito bem sexo de amor.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mas mesmo assim essa atitude está fora do que chamamos de Fidelidade!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Para elas é muito difícil trair por esporte, é preciso ter um motivo muito forte para isso! Diferente dos Homens que, na maioria das vezes, basta somente aparecer uma mulher mais bonita, com um corpo melhor, que chame atenção. O que todos nós já sabemos, para o Homem o que comanda é a atração física. Já para as mulheres, a atração envolve algo mais que um mero corpo.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mudar Isso?! Meio difícil...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cientistas confirmam que essa insaciável atração dos Homens é genético, e que os machos na vida animal tem a função de proliferar a espécie e eles também procuram a melhor fêmea para acasalar &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cuser%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; 	mso-header-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;e perpetuar a espécie&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Portanto, se você estiver duvidando da Fidelidade de seu companheiro, procure identificar as insatisfações para que ele(a) não precise procurar satisfazê-las com outra pessoa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-1599224737087807436?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/1599224737087807436/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=1599224737087807436&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/1599224737087807436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/1599224737087807436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/06/e-isso-ai-fidelidade.html' title='É isso aí... Fidelidade!'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-5439022460118619829</id><published>2009-06-16T22:23:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:56:03.809-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinícius de Moraes'/><title type='text'>Soneto de Fidelidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;ou deixar um soneto de &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;inicius de &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;oraes&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; pois é sobre esse tema que será o proximo post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Soneto de Fidelidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vinicius de Moraes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;De tudo ao meu amor serei atento&lt;br /&gt;Antes, e com tal zelo, e sempre, e tanto&lt;br /&gt;Que mesmo em face do maior encanto&lt;br /&gt;Dele se encante mais meu pensamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero vivê-lo em cada vão momento&lt;br /&gt;E em seu louvor hei de espalhar meu canto&lt;br /&gt;E rir meu riso e derramar meu pranto&lt;br /&gt;Ao seu pesar ou seu contentamento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim, quando mais tarde me procure&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe a morte, angústia de quem vive&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe a solidão, fim de quem ama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu possa me dizer do amor (que tive):&lt;br /&gt;Que não seja imortal, posto que é chama&lt;br /&gt;Mas que seja infinito enquanto dure. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-5439022460118619829?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/5439022460118619829/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=5439022460118619829&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/5439022460118619829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/5439022460118619829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/06/v-ou-deixar-um-soneto-de-v-inicius-de-m.html' title='Soneto de Fidelidade'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-5978870490372125992</id><published>2009-06-15T22:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:34:32.179-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Caminho da 'Perfeição'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/Sjb3zLkj5uI/AAAAAAAAAF4/4TXk-NwRlpA/s1600-h/aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347734066200569570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/Sjb3zLkj5uI/AAAAAAAAAF4/4TXk-NwRlpA/s320/aa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caminho da Perfeição&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Perfeição é aquele que escolhe por si próprio e não por outra coisa”. (Aristóteles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Cuser%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} h1 	{mso-margin-top-alt:auto; 	margin-right:0cm; 	mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; 	margin-left:0cm; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	mso-outline-level:1; 	font-size:24.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	font-weight:bold;} a:link, span.MsoHyperlink 	{color:blue; 	text-decoration:underline; 	text-underline:single;} a:visited, span.MsoHyperlinkFollowed 	{color:purple; 	text-decoration:underline; 	text-underline:single;} p 	{mso-margin-top-alt:auto; 	margin-right:0cm; 	mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; 	margin-left:0cm; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} span.vcard 	{mso-style-name:vcard;} @page Section1 	{size:595.3pt 841.9pt; 	margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; 	mso-header-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Perfeição&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p&gt;Depois dos primeiros passos&lt;br /&gt;Os caminhos são traçados&lt;br /&gt;Não pelo destino nem pelo acaso&lt;br /&gt;Tudo de alguma forma acontece&lt;br /&gt;Sejam os sonhos que encontram a realidade&lt;br /&gt;Seja a realidade que tenta se esconder atrás dos sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Seja uma estrela sozinha no espaço&lt;br /&gt;Seja a dor que nasce de um fracasso&lt;br /&gt;Por melhor que tudo ocorra&lt;br /&gt;Nunca sai realmente perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Temos um traço no DNA que fica fora do compasso&lt;br /&gt;Podemos ser felizes, podemos nos sentir realizados&lt;br /&gt;Mas ainda assim temos sonhos&lt;br /&gt;O que mostra que nem tudo foi acertado&lt;br /&gt;Dizem que erramos porque somos imperfeitos&lt;br /&gt;Mas há imperfeitos que não aceitem essa conclusão&lt;br /&gt;Eles vão à luta, eles buscam a PERFEIÇÃO.&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" href="http://sitedepoesias.com.br/poesias/5887"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(221,74,106)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nivaldo da Silva Santos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-5978870490372125992?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/feeds/5978870490372125992/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438674530771740702&amp;postID=5978870490372125992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/5978870490372125992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438674530771740702/posts/default/5978870490372125992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/06/perfeicao.html' title='Caminho da &apos;Perfeição&apos;'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HOjJRF18J-0/Sjb3zLkj5uI/AAAAAAAAAF4/4TXk-NwRlpA/s72-c/aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-2365361162198123307</id><published>2009-06-13T12:06:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T17:54:52.607-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><title type='text'>Pessoa "Perfeita"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal" align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal" align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;“Elogie as qualidades que os defeitos logo desapareceram.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal" align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal" align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Acho que todos os solteiros estão em um busca incessante por um companheiro “Perfeito”. Se você está solteiro e está nesta busca, reflita um pouco em sua definição para uma pessoa ideal, ou seja, perfeita para você.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bem, o que seria uma pessoal Perfeita? Será que seria uma pessoa com beleza física, com boas condições financeiras, inteligente, carinhosa, fiel... ou Quem sabe seja nossa alma gêmea?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eu acredito que a pessoa perfeita não existe. De acordo com a frase citada: &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;“&lt;i&gt;Elogie as qualidades que os defeitos logo desapareceram&lt;/i&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;, creio que se ao invés de procurar os defeitos e valorizar as qualidades você perceberá que a pessoa que você estava sempre procurando esta simplesmente perto de você e não é impossível de se tê-la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Outra coisa interessante para fazer é rever nossas qualidades e defeitos. E tentar diminuir nossos defeitos, e ampliar nossas qualidades, pois a pessoa que você julga ser perfeita também deve estar a procura de outra, também perfeita!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mas, enfim, para mim uma pessoa perfeita seria uma pessoa que me complete, uma pessoa que saiba me agradar, que me conheça e saiba me fazer Feliz. Além de tudo ela tem que ser minha amiga, minha confidente... e eu também devo completá-la, para que juntos nós nos sentimos uma única pessoa, um único Ser. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Portanto perfeita não existe, pois precisa ser imperfeita para que com nossas imperfeições encontremos uma ligação para nos ajudar a manter unidos, compartilhando qualidades e defeitos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Vou postar mais algumas frases para a reflexão:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;"A perfeição é alcançada aos poucos, pois exige a ajuda do tempo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Voltaire)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;"É impossível atingir a perfeição, mas é possível aproximar-se dela."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Telê Santana)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;"Se o homem fosse perfeito, seria Deus."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; (Voltaire)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(92, 85, 66);font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;"O amor é o sentimento dos seres imperfeitos, posto que a função do amor é levar o ser humano à perfeição.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;" (Aristóteles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://ygoraguiar.blogspot.com/2009/06/normal-0-21-false-false-false.html' title='Pessoa &quot;Perfeita&quot;'/><author><name>Ygor Aguiar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12997630136207449043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pcis3YCGRUE/Tio7ET7gk-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qKztrxaN33Y/s220/eeeeeeeee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438674530771740702.post-4736272558946307866</id><published>2009-06-12T22:46:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:59:39.175-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ygor Q. de Aguiar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frases'/><title type='text'>Algumas Frases...</title><content type='html'>Vou Postar algumas frases de minha autoria:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A pior batalha é quando se tem envolvido um sentimento!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;gor &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;guiar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"As vezes a solidão é o melhor remédio para o coração."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;gor &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;guiar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"O limite da minha vida é a fronteira do teu amor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;gor &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;guiar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Na imensidão da sua simplicidade é onde mergulho num sentimento inocente e puro."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;gor &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;guiar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Claro como o Sol e profundo como o mar é o Nosso Amor..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;gor &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;guiar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Há momentos que o silêncio de um olhar é melhor do que uma avalanche de palavras insignificantes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;gor &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;guiar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438674530771740702-4736272558946307866?l=ygoraguiar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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