tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35329244127843837232024-03-06T06:04:13.008+01:00Maktub - Come è scritto.Questo blog condivide sagge parole di saggi scrittori anonimi o famosi, cercatori/trovatori della loro leggenda personale. Le foto sono il pensiero che associo ad ogni frase. Buona lettura.Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-87569229238232219012009-08-12T19:31:00.001+02:002009-08-12T19:31:36.264+02:00È sempre meglio un sorriso triste, che la tristezza di non saper
sorridere.<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/moliecht/3477634272/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3402/3477634272_c5f0c62219.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/moliecht/3477634272/">Inspiration has gone</a>, inserito originariamente da <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/moliecht/">moliecht</a>.</span></div><p></p>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-42737254795157903412009-07-22T12:29:00.001+02:002009-07-22T12:29:16.207+02:00La rosa della mia anima perse i suoi petali e appassì, ma
all'improvviso ai miei occhi, apparve il tuo viso lucente, sboccio di
una rosa di cristallo. La mia anima è risorta.<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/visbeek/3328268690/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3308/3328268690_67cf2fd58a.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/visbeek/3328268690/">Double A trees</a>, inserito originariamente da <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/visbeek/">Bеn</a>.</span></div><p></p>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-6783507472979626182009-06-16T09:56:00.002+02:002009-06-16T10:00:02.411+02:00Il diavolo può citare la Sacra Scrittura per i suoi scopi; una mala anima che adduce sante testimonianze è come un malvagio dalla gota sorridente, una bella mela che è marcia nel cuore. Oh che lusinghiera apparenza ha mai la falsità.<div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/acciotoni/2722429823/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3057/2722429823_4e65e5e7d3.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;">Frase di </span><a tabindex="1200" href="http://www.pensieriparole.it/aforismi/autori/w/william-shakespeare/">William Shakespeare</a></div><p></p>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-49878386118393005262009-05-18T18:39:00.001+02:002009-05-18T18:39:12.153+02:00Se possiedi una cosa a cui tieni molto, lasciala libera: se torna a te
vuol dire che è tua altrimenti significa che non lo è mai stata.<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pascal_rouen/2487301906/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2068/2487301906_6496f09cd6.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pascal_rouen/2487301906/">12 mai 2008 - La cage</a>, inserito originariamente da <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/pascal_rouen/">Pascal Rouen</a>.</span></div><p></p>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-9192365550972038102009-05-04T19:08:00.001+02:002009-05-04T19:08:24.130+02:00Amare significa annientare ogni "barriera interiore" consapevoli di
essere vulnerabili ma felici di mostrarsi tali agli occhi della persona
amata, significa vivere senza quella "maschera" che spesso la società
odierna ci impone di indossare...<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/millzero/2408535634/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3254/2408535634_f9953a5dbf.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/millzero/2408535634/">Endless love</a>, inserito originariamente da <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/millzero/">millzero.com</a>.</span></div><p></p>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-25278421840214690642009-01-09T16:39:00.002+01:002009-01-09T17:55:45.800+01:00L'anno nuovo è come un libro con 365 pagine vuote... Fai di ogni pagina il tuo capolavoro... Usa tutti i colori della vita e mentre scrivi, sorridi!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjplcaeK7LcJe2ufjWq-UmJn59KIRzdge2Ua1gf9PMLEtpNKQYJ0FatFt6uDWPYCmaqIgRP6NBtWiaCDgUVsxmNWGQRZ88t2EXUZPSj69vrVBcwqhyphenhyphenz7tN0zJ3LNS-yGRSmpeB5fXCuyPs/s1600-h/384816220_1f32b758f0.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289338712522926466" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjplcaeK7LcJe2ufjWq-UmJn59KIRzdge2Ua1gf9PMLEtpNKQYJ0FatFt6uDWPYCmaqIgRP6NBtWiaCDgUVsxmNWGQRZ88t2EXUZPSj69vrVBcwqhyphenhyphenz7tN0zJ3LNS-yGRSmpeB5fXCuyPs/s400/384816220_1f32b758f0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-4066552685820079462008-12-12T15:00:00.001+01:002008-12-12T15:00:08.330+01:00Gli uomini dovrebbero essere come gli alberi: i piedi a terra e la
testa in cielo.<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fotosfatea/2664644474/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3205/2664644474_dbcdafda62.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fotosfatea/2664644474/">Árvore da Vida - Tree of the Life</a>, inserito originariamente da <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/fotosfatea/">Thiago Leon - thiagophoto!</a>.</span></div><p></p>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-61700356704981989402008-12-12T14:31:00.001+01:002008-12-12T14:31:08.336+01:00L'amore nutre la vita, ma alle volte non basta una vita per
accorgersene.<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/duyguc/986778946/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1099/986778946_42f4b375ef.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/duyguc/986778946/">did you ever love somebody like I love you...</a>, inserito originariamente da <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/duyguc/">veDaNā</a>.</span></div><p></p>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-72351195317897167142008-11-07T18:22:00.001+01:002008-11-07T18:27:15.727+01:00Se ti droghi ti capisco, perché il mondo ti fa schifo; se non lo fai ti ammiro, perché sei in grado di combatterlo.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFXXBGSaKBaWeyZr9Tknt8tsrRiDqo8kyeAUxDhR378WRctQqy3QiAzszdCZkK2Pg0daLz7jf4IEPTd-VO_4pr6SEfsDYkWY9rzZQvgz9ikmzJHbBcdhN4vVCugz8JR_slZSB7selKxbA/s1600-h/2964288048_94b5223320.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFXXBGSaKBaWeyZr9Tknt8tsrRiDqo8kyeAUxDhR378WRctQqy3QiAzszdCZkK2Pg0daLz7jf4IEPTd-VO_4pr6SEfsDYkWY9rzZQvgz9ikmzJHbBcdhN4vVCugz8JR_slZSB7selKxbA/s400/2964288048_94b5223320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265968470227318802" border="0" /></a>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-90219959939007700692008-09-23T17:05:00.002+02:002008-09-23T17:07:33.097+02:00Un tempo limitato contiene la stessa quantità di piacere del tempo illimitato, se i piaceri vengono calcolati con saggezza.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYMdWkrpffuBndeE9GyTfkiNDd9UZVYMYme9gMASkogZIeyFYbOnvkGNTnYpcGXWAf2ah95DQ5thKUaEuPU3zhPskkB6n1QcYEHhHGJ4S-Ou6Z9wTFdGjq3uc8oWNLAfQ162h-x9QJ8g0/s1600-h/loveis.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYMdWkrpffuBndeE9GyTfkiNDd9UZVYMYme9gMASkogZIeyFYbOnvkGNTnYpcGXWAf2ah95DQ5thKUaEuPU3zhPskkB6n1QcYEHhHGJ4S-Ou6Z9wTFdGjq3uc8oWNLAfQ162h-x9QJ8g0/s400/loveis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249233606060340178" border="0" /></a>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-91521472502285922882008-09-23T16:13:00.002+02:002013-03-04T12:34:43.403+01:00Quando i miei figli erano piccoli, facevo un gioco con loro. Gli davo un rametto ciascuno e dicevo loro di spezzarlo. Non era certo un impresa difficile. Poi gli davo un mazzetto e dicevo di provare con quello. Ovviamente non ci riuscivano. - Quel mazzetto - gli dicevo - quello è la famiglia.<div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;">
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<span style="font-size: 85%;"><a href="http://www.pensieriparole.it/film/u/una-storia-vera-%281999%29/">"Una storia vera</a>" di <a href="http://www.pensieriparole.it/film/regista/d/david-lynch/">David Lynch</a></span><span style="font-size: 0; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/hard-rain/"></a>.</span></div>
Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-31261353759210199742008-09-18T15:07:00.005+02:002008-09-18T15:12:07.366+02:00Esalta fin che mai la logica, il buonsenso e l'immaginazione, ma alla resa dei conti l'unica virtù che ti è necessaria è la capacità di non pensare assolutamente a nulla.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibg6p6dx7I1j-Zx0mgTvc2EvEiK0ZvOp2s6A3NhGjte0w_VL2Q_zAAGrgvexyp8WIJwPMHgDANINKXD66aljilVwvmmpvS3nu_iGE5mtnk8hQL2aJS3t-NauPSU2V6BShyLO_h7DW2QOs/s1600-h/DSC02588.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibg6p6dx7I1j-Zx0mgTvc2EvEiK0ZvOp2s6A3NhGjte0w_VL2Q_zAAGrgvexyp8WIJwPMHgDANINKXD66aljilVwvmmpvS3nu_iGE5mtnk8hQL2aJS3t-NauPSU2V6BShyLO_h7DW2QOs/s400/DSC02588.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247347677591188578" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"><span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" >inserito originariamente da Grant Thompson.</span></div>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-22265824159093007332008-09-06T17:41:00.001+02:002008-09-06T17:41:48.545+02:00Un giorno incontrai un bambino cieco... mi chiese di descrivergli il
mare, io osservandolo glielo descrissi, poi mi chiese di descrivergli
il mondo... io piangendo glielo inventai...<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/focusman5/446006023/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/210/446006023_8ce8c1ba1c.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/focusman5/446006023/"></a>, inserito originariamente da <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/focusman5/">andrewlee1967</a>.</span></div><p></p>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-73136938741421525832008-09-01T19:37:00.002+02:002008-11-07T15:52:37.915+01:00La musica è una rivelazione più profonda di ogni saggezza. Chi penetra il senso della Musica potrà liberarsi da tutte le miserie in cui si trascinano gli altri uomini. "Ludwig van Beethoven"<div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24619576@N08/2628029879/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3022/2628029879_88c8e8846d.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" ><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24619576@N08/2628029879/">Lonely piano</a>, inserito originariamente da <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/24619576@N08/">♥ My favorite bella♥</a>.</span></div><p></p>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-41567985568379527992008-08-30T12:05:00.001+02:002008-08-30T12:05:13.064+02:00Ti guardi intorno e vedi tanta ricchezza... apparente. Dentro ogni
essere illuso la pienezza deteriorante di sterilità d'animo alimentata
dalle sconfitte e dalle frustrazioni del quotidiano. Gli allori?
Esistono e come da natura sono fonte della semplicità!<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/capree/2558819075/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3027/2558819075_c20ac1c835.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/capree/2558819075/">Greed</a>, inserito originariamente da <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/capree/">peezeth</a>.</span></div><p></p>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-87372392175661508652008-08-27T12:42:00.001+02:002008-08-27T12:42:38.556+02:00Ricordare non significa vivere imprigionati, ma evolvere con la
consapevolezza di non dimenticare.<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/leahprofancik/2087194880/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2219/2087194880_62af968c88.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/leahprofancik/2087194880/">dream</a>, inserito originariamente da <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/leahprofancik/">~LeahP~</a>.</span></div><p></p>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-53056638839067200122008-08-20T11:58:00.002+02:002008-08-20T11:59:31.623+02:00L'uomo non sarà mai capace di volare fin quando avrà un peso sulla sua anima.<div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rammorrison/481677631/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/199/481677631_e1b9ce6ed1.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); width: 541px; height: 373px;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" ><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rammorrison/481677631/"></a><br /></span></div><p></p>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-70019320379786958362008-08-18T15:47:00.002+02:002008-08-18T15:48:22.823+02:00Soldato Spartano: Mio re! È un onore morire al tuo fianco... Re Leonida: è un onore aver vissuto al tuo...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgARrKVzRYUuxefILUSyhUKzlUND1OZf28zxwRlmweUihJ7l_JQq4cJs2Trf0Nifx45-wcPMjZ74KQbugJQFNRlB-miwO2GWIGvO6jyloHCuEY5OBnkqOkijdzaByvPAHTIe4E21DP5ms/s1600-h/2096278046_2d158b7871.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 431px; height: 435px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgARrKVzRYUuxefILUSyhUKzlUND1OZf28zxwRlmweUihJ7l_JQq4cJs2Trf0Nifx45-wcPMjZ74KQbugJQFNRlB-miwO2GWIGvO6jyloHCuEY5OBnkqOkijdzaByvPAHTIe4E21DP5ms/s400/2096278046_2d158b7871.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235854022174458354" border="0" /></a>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-84995671252053561432008-08-18T15:35:00.003+02:002008-08-18T15:36:42.136+02:00Potrei essere piuttosto incazzato per quello che mi è successo, ma è difficile restare arrabbiati quando c'è tanta bellezza nel mondo.(American Beauty)<div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rueb/2451372242/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3288/2451372242_1c2b34932c.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" ><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rueb/2451372242/">Navajo Falls</a>, inserito originariamente da <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rueb/">chaybert</a>.</span></div><p></p>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-35615871106854800032008-08-17T16:05:00.002+02:002008-08-17T16:12:44.861+02:00Non vedrai la bellezza del tramonto se non senti il calore della vita.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifSi3PtxA74-3VltFBoh20OydrSB9S488Wm1V4CoeNDHndePPMqTMO0OiPwyCApETtVUwycQ9QqtaxG6eHCDjXsawAq4l2LzTI2iWf1ocxaL5cAGug9j10Vo90ABdtAbGQ4uErgA-Ul5I/s1600-h/476554161_c105bd53c5.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifSi3PtxA74-3VltFBoh20OydrSB9S488Wm1V4CoeNDHndePPMqTMO0OiPwyCApETtVUwycQ9QqtaxG6eHCDjXsawAq4l2LzTI2iWf1ocxaL5cAGug9j10Vo90ABdtAbGQ4uErgA-Ul5I/s400/476554161_c105bd53c5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235489368261144050" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"><br /><span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" ><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hamwithcam/180251513/"></a><br /></span></div><p></p>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-10004952099469352882008-08-08T11:00:00.000+02:002008-12-09T16:23:10.460+01:00Un minuto può essere tanto se lo si aspetta da una vita...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWcdXmIFusT2a9MpfnLCRoNrkx7a8xWgLtSn2uI_2mlWv-IEz-kXX87nfWd7I3F_KVME8mM2EX6VuDFMIFKDBAsu1wlRYHUVnic9a6ubeW7b6-ef2idCDTz6YtKOv3HSqXA2w_USRJBOM/s1600-h/2565809652_0affbb6393_o.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWcdXmIFusT2a9MpfnLCRoNrkx7a8xWgLtSn2uI_2mlWv-IEz-kXX87nfWd7I3F_KVME8mM2EX6VuDFMIFKDBAsu1wlRYHUVnic9a6ubeW7b6-ef2idCDTz6YtKOv3HSqXA2w_USRJBOM/s400/2565809652_0affbb6393_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228457555033454562" border="0" /></a>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-72360807579863339952008-08-08T10:59:00.002+02:002010-08-06T12:50:14.793+02:00A volte non è il senso delle parole che conta, ma chi le pronuncia...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-CwQP-t5mWjgrxnanyfj2UTpnI-48xQp9SnIxyDjBjZ6fdSpSGeDhk9-ICVFtNL8pcAjdSEN4hVE9qOx0amyVWVKHqJslyBHvR9TXamVnhuwHILi-VnXTb6wdrd596KZ4fXBpPW4K-Uw/s1600/oldwoman.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502247157221884706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-CwQP-t5mWjgrxnanyfj2UTpnI-48xQp9SnIxyDjBjZ6fdSpSGeDhk9-ICVFtNL8pcAjdSEN4hVE9qOx0amyVWVKHqJslyBHvR9TXamVnhuwHILi-VnXTb6wdrd596KZ4fXBpPW4K-Uw/s400/oldwoman.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy65mBiy4LfdtrGR8UOa4M2dEYYOEk1cwYPxbgOXs9BumrbIP9I2um23WFYvAtxpJi0Q36EjzJwmW9MPaOpEkEnWtLaWHhpK5hoIx3NhTpo0cd0xTB2iTgHX8yVxjJU5xmrYD0BQcYczU/s1600/4415768525_12e06559ca_o.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"><span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" ></span></div><br /><br /><p></p></div>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-35597791032389496302008-08-08T10:58:00.000+02:002008-12-09T16:23:10.648+01:00Certe cose che sono chiare dentro, non sempre vengono fuori.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0PSWjmHfi6Pp65Io4WnuBiCuoYkqAzT1Fta2-i-aDopufBPJA1-0zKHChyphenhyphenkF3E3SWOHorhN7dFm41QUpoU0tjcw24AlBk91H4A1RbEvFjZwJNtpBQlNJYH07ixkd-oGKoRLWJabpxtos/s1600-h/2597798134_764a561637_o.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0PSWjmHfi6Pp65Io4WnuBiCuoYkqAzT1Fta2-i-aDopufBPJA1-0zKHChyphenhyphenkF3E3SWOHorhN7dFm41QUpoU0tjcw24AlBk91H4A1RbEvFjZwJNtpBQlNJYH07ixkd-oGKoRLWJabpxtos/s400/2597798134_764a561637_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228485386239018994" border="0" /></a>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-75003361085400851112008-08-08T10:57:00.000+02:002008-12-09T16:23:10.838+01:00Le parole sono anime in fuga che trovano il loro paradiso nello sguardo di chi, una volta trovate, ti sorride.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXNdaXHbZOhFZjF485U4VptesvjFXhH5_DAEM3DI5RG6u4HTlJdzO8T3FKkED-CE3TsmxlCxH7UoyM9POl9oEWNbzt_9BSpMCsGQOlqSdCEfQ4gSsAL5mRWuEuRhgFQ3aiFJS80KZgXk0/s1600-h/2081699397_c4be3a3a8d_b.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXNdaXHbZOhFZjF485U4VptesvjFXhH5_DAEM3DI5RG6u4HTlJdzO8T3FKkED-CE3TsmxlCxH7UoyM9POl9oEWNbzt_9BSpMCsGQOlqSdCEfQ4gSsAL5mRWuEuRhgFQ3aiFJS80KZgXk0/s400/2081699397_c4be3a3a8d_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228840876453353170" border="0" /></a>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3532924412784383723.post-39206927034756669932008-08-08T10:56:00.000+02:002008-12-09T16:23:11.119+01:00Nel silenzio la risposta, per chi non sa ascoltare.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEXwKeTp3mdCFupujogUpKyWZ1_h2ts6XOlPYxoq1t-lAl-LlF0gKMiZfazwx84aoCgCxyY_Hv0Miw14MBz6NcHehH6xG0_2sYVN2N46cYdouagYNnADb59rxR0OK7xDg7FNbTt4GjnNw/s1600-h/379554288_be5d323f97_b.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEXwKeTp3mdCFupujogUpKyWZ1_h2ts6XOlPYxoq1t-lAl-LlF0gKMiZfazwx84aoCgCxyY_Hv0Miw14MBz6NcHehH6xG0_2sYVN2N46cYdouagYNnADb59rxR0OK7xDg7FNbTt4GjnNw/s400/379554288_be5d323f97_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228463428705707426" border="0" /></a>Romushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14273134360565784083noreply@blogger.com