<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-3878694950185016929</id><updated>2026-04-12T23:05:25.428+02:00</updated><category term="foto"/><category term="aforisma"/><category term="vita"/><category term="amore"/><category term="citazione"/><category term="volontà"/><category term="felicità"/><category term="sfogo"/><category term="Gibran"/><category term="lyric"/><category term="A. 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E&#39; una lanterna magica senza luce! Appena ci metti il lume dentro, ecco le variopinte immagini sulla parete bianca! E non fossero altro che labili fantasmi, son pure la nostra gioia...&lt;br /&gt;
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Goethe da I dolori del giovane Werther)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/feeds/8379601904892942811/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3878694950185016929/8379601904892942811' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/8379601904892942811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/8379601904892942811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/2012/12/cose-mai-il-mondo-senza-amore.html' title='Cos&#39;è mai il mondo senza amore?'/><author><name>Valeria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967696611716010029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS8qH0TqjjckHiY76BZYG_M9oGLVGsbXlMPUze5ty5OExMvEyp2GdnjbZlUDxwYN7SP-r4nlmWXFPRO6uv5mVtT-sAzxAk33y5nNggkbyD-0c7gRfBbuI_jnfcftMagY/s220/Album+Sample_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878694950185016929.post-7838328571244820660</id><published>2011-12-26T12:39:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T12:41:39.007+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="aforisma"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="carattere"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nepote"/><title type='text'>Carattere...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;È il carattere quello che segna il destino di ciascuno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cornelio Nepote&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/feeds/7838328571244820660/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3878694950185016929/7838328571244820660' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/7838328571244820660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/7838328571244820660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/2011/12/carattere.html' title='Carattere...'/><author><name>Valeria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967696611716010029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS8qH0TqjjckHiY76BZYG_M9oGLVGsbXlMPUze5ty5OExMvEyp2GdnjbZlUDxwYN7SP-r4nlmWXFPRO6uv5mVtT-sAzxAk33y5nNggkbyD-0c7gRfBbuI_jnfcftMagY/s220/Album+Sample_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878694950185016929.post-233770507119027770</id><published>2011-08-08T03:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T03:56:41.012+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="donna"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fitzgerald"/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&quot;-Bene, sono contenta che sia una bambina. E spero che sia stupida: è la miglior cosa che una donna possa essere in questo mondo, una bella piccola stupida- Capisci, credo che la vita sia una cosa terribile&quot; continuò con convinzione. &quot;tutti lo pensano... I più intelligenti. E io lo so. Sono stata dappertutto, ho visto e fatto di tutto&quot;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tratto da &quot; il grande Gatsby&quot; di F.G. Fitzgerald&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/feeds/233770507119027770/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3878694950185016929/233770507119027770' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/233770507119027770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/233770507119027770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/2011/08/bene-sono-contenta-che-sia-una-bambina.html' title=''/><author><name>Valeria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967696611716010029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS8qH0TqjjckHiY76BZYG_M9oGLVGsbXlMPUze5ty5OExMvEyp2GdnjbZlUDxwYN7SP-r4nlmWXFPRO6uv5mVtT-sAzxAk33y5nNggkbyD-0c7gRfBbuI_jnfcftMagY/s220/Album+Sample_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878694950185016929.post-3537154337981855042</id><published>2011-03-19T15:55:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T16:06:42.171+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kennedy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="leader"/><title type='text'>Discorso del 1960...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&quot;... è di coraggio e non di autocompiacimento che noi oggi abbiamo bisogno, di leader capaci e non di abili venditori... Una nazione organizzata e governata come la nostra è in grado o no di durare? ...Questa è la scelta che deve fare la nostra nazione: una scelta che non è solamente quella fra due uomini o due partiti, ma è fra l&#39;interesse pubblico e il benessere privato, fra la grandezza ed il declino della nazione, fra l&#39;aria fresca del progresso e l&#39;aria viziata e &quot;malsana&quot; di normalità, fra la dedizione dichiarata e la medioctità strisciante. L&#39;intera umanità è in attesa della nostra decisione, un intero mondo sta a vedere che cosa faremo. E noi non possiamo deludere la loro fiducia, non possiamo sottrarci.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;(Kennedy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/feeds/3537154337981855042/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3878694950185016929/3537154337981855042' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/3537154337981855042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/3537154337981855042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/2011/03/discorso-del-1960.html' title='Discorso del 1960...'/><author><name>Valeria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967696611716010029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS8qH0TqjjckHiY76BZYG_M9oGLVGsbXlMPUze5ty5OExMvEyp2GdnjbZlUDxwYN7SP-r4nlmWXFPRO6uv5mVtT-sAzxAk33y5nNggkbyD-0c7gRfBbuI_jnfcftMagY/s220/Album+Sample_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878694950185016929.post-1171910269651815891</id><published>2011-03-17T13:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T13:26:11.280+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="autodifesa"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gibran"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="odio"/><title type='text'>Odiare per autodifesa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&quot;Spesse volte ho odiato per autodifesa&lt;br /&gt;ma se fossi stato più forte&lt;br /&gt;non avrei mai usato tale arma.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;(K. Gibran)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/feeds/1171910269651815891/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3878694950185016929/1171910269651815891' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/1171910269651815891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/1171910269651815891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/2011/03/odiare-per-autodifesa.html' title='Odiare per autodifesa'/><author><name>Valeria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967696611716010029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS8qH0TqjjckHiY76BZYG_M9oGLVGsbXlMPUze5ty5OExMvEyp2GdnjbZlUDxwYN7SP-r4nlmWXFPRO6uv5mVtT-sAzxAk33y5nNggkbyD-0c7gRfBbuI_jnfcftMagY/s220/Album+Sample_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878694950185016929.post-8134734184461133913</id><published>2011-03-17T13:13:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T16:41:10.425+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="foto"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gibran"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vita"/><title type='text'>La vita è una processione</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKtqDb0qx1LfI_yZerCdC7GH661_ocL-2-NI1jAUJOhOuV_KK_Egh5k2BWuSRpF23-CZHtVnckuSOfPtRPBjsMAVHGhDTh2yLkBFAgcblJqqPsBrIh9e6I_u_s_A3VIKRdehj4yD3VSFR5/s1600/KNP-+Aprile+2007+031.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKtqDb0qx1LfI_yZerCdC7GH661_ocL-2-NI1jAUJOhOuV_KK_Egh5k2BWuSRpF23-CZHtVnckuSOfPtRPBjsMAVHGhDTh2yLkBFAgcblJqqPsBrIh9e6I_u_s_A3VIKRdehj4yD3VSFR5/s400/KNP-+Aprile+2007+031.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585022237709793298&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;(Aepyceros melampus, Kruger national Park) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&quot;La vita è una processione:&lt;br /&gt;chi è di passo lento la trova troppo veloce e si fa da parte,&lt;br /&gt;chi è di passo veloce la trova troppo lenta e si fa da parte.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;( K. Gibran)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/feeds/8134734184461133913/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3878694950185016929/8134734184461133913' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/8134734184461133913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/8134734184461133913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/2011/03/la-vita-e-una-processione.html' title='La vita è una processione'/><author><name>Valeria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967696611716010029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS8qH0TqjjckHiY76BZYG_M9oGLVGsbXlMPUze5ty5OExMvEyp2GdnjbZlUDxwYN7SP-r4nlmWXFPRO6uv5mVtT-sAzxAk33y5nNggkbyD-0c7gRfBbuI_jnfcftMagY/s220/Album+Sample_11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKtqDb0qx1LfI_yZerCdC7GH661_ocL-2-NI1jAUJOhOuV_KK_Egh5k2BWuSRpF23-CZHtVnckuSOfPtRPBjsMAVHGhDTh2yLkBFAgcblJqqPsBrIh9e6I_u_s_A3VIKRdehj4yD3VSFR5/s72-c/KNP-+Aprile+2007+031.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878694950185016929.post-8831043370712321366</id><published>2010-03-25T16:34:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T16:16:50.271+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="autodifesa"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fitzgerald"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="volontà"/><title type='text'>...la predisposizione mentale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&quot; Un cuore tenero... questo non è di grande aiuto quando si arriva alla questione dell&#39;autoconservazione...&lt;br /&gt;gli esseri umani...si dividono in sterminatori e sterminati, con i primi che predominano, in qualunque momento. La forza di volonta è inutile in mancanza di un senso di orientamento.&lt;br /&gt;...La predisposizione mentale, comunque, è tutto.&lt;br /&gt;Se è quella giusta, si può far festa in modo molto soddisfacente anche da soli.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;(tratto da La libreria, di P. Fitzgerald)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/feeds/8831043370712321366/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3878694950185016929/8831043370712321366' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/8831043370712321366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/8831043370712321366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/2010/03/la-predisposizione-mentale.html' title='...la predisposizione mentale'/><author><name>Valeria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967696611716010029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS8qH0TqjjckHiY76BZYG_M9oGLVGsbXlMPUze5ty5OExMvEyp2GdnjbZlUDxwYN7SP-r4nlmWXFPRO6uv5mVtT-sAzxAk33y5nNggkbyD-0c7gRfBbuI_jnfcftMagY/s220/Album+Sample_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878694950185016929.post-1069717444486439089</id><published>2010-03-25T15:33:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T15:35:22.197+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="debiti"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Larsson"/><title type='text'>Pagare i propri debiti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&quot;Bisogna pagare i propri debiti. Ma non di più.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;(Tratto da:  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;La vera storia del pirata Long John Silver&quot;&lt;/span&gt; di B. Larsson)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/feeds/1069717444486439089/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3878694950185016929/1069717444486439089' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/1069717444486439089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/1069717444486439089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/2010/03/pagare-i-propri-debiti.html' title='Pagare i propri debiti'/><author><name>Valeria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967696611716010029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS8qH0TqjjckHiY76BZYG_M9oGLVGsbXlMPUze5ty5OExMvEyp2GdnjbZlUDxwYN7SP-r4nlmWXFPRO6uv5mVtT-sAzxAk33y5nNggkbyD-0c7gRfBbuI_jnfcftMagY/s220/Album+Sample_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878694950185016929.post-8216838989888522388</id><published>2010-03-25T15:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T15:32:58.695+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dolore"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Larsson"/><title type='text'>Vivo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&quot; Il dolore andava e veniva, pulsando come un cuore. Ma ero vivo.&lt;br /&gt;Niente contava di più del fatto che ero vivo.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(tratto da: &quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;La vera storia del pirata Long John Silver&lt;/span&gt;&quot; di B. Larsson)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/feeds/8216838989888522388/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3878694950185016929/8216838989888522388' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/8216838989888522388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/8216838989888522388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/2010/03/vivo.html' title='Vivo'/><author><name>Valeria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967696611716010029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS8qH0TqjjckHiY76BZYG_M9oGLVGsbXlMPUze5ty5OExMvEyp2GdnjbZlUDxwYN7SP-r4nlmWXFPRO6uv5mVtT-sAzxAk33y5nNggkbyD-0c7gRfBbuI_jnfcftMagY/s220/Album+Sample_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878694950185016929.post-6451321901865380659</id><published>2010-03-21T15:30:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T17:27:55.171+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dick"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="orgoglio"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sigalini"/><title type='text'>Arroganza e orgoglio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;L&#39;arrogante, mentre crede di imporsi con la forza, in realtà è schiavo di se stesso e non ha intelligenza per valutarsi e definirsi. (Domenico Sigalini)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_ZGcD7313vVPHS7t8bSpnkWzOvSwKI1Kd8_k-nKLT6mFM2k_VDWvQT4lfZ8fPW8sZ7Egz6Ruyp0UaV9fKOnExYRX-Puv7QOAsEn1lIsYC73IDVBT-H6pG1RjpiPfMHmJBPB4VOTbsPxZF/s1600-h/Album+Sample_09.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_ZGcD7313vVPHS7t8bSpnkWzOvSwKI1Kd8_k-nKLT6mFM2k_VDWvQT4lfZ8fPW8sZ7Egz6Ruyp0UaV9fKOnExYRX-Puv7QOAsEn1lIsYC73IDVBT-H6pG1RjpiPfMHmJBPB4VOTbsPxZF/s400/Album+Sample_09.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451095159560698498&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dei Sette Vizi Capitali, l&#39;Orgoglio è il peggiore. Rabbia, Avarizia, Invidia, Lussuria, Accidia, Gola – riguardano il rapporto degli uomini tra di loro e con il resto del mondo. L&#39;Orgoglio, invece, è assoluto. È la rappresentazione della relazione soggettiva che una persona intrattiene con se stessa. Quindi, tra tutti, è il più mortale. L&#39;Orgoglio non ha bisogno di un oggetto di cui essere orgogliosi. È narcisismo portato all&#39;estremo. (Philip K. 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E più dubbi avevo più dipingevo come un pazzo. Tagliavo fuori tutto il resto, cercavo di non pensarci. I problemi di Nina e la mia infelicità di fondo, la mancanza di senso nei rapporti che avevo. Il mio lavoro era diventato una specie di anestetico locale, mi permetteva di vivere senza sentire niente nella regione del cuore e dell’anima. Mi permetteva di dimenticare tutte le questioni aperte della mia vita, e in più sembrava che il mondo me ne fosse grato. Erano tutti lì a dirmi quanto erano importanti i miei quadri, come se dipingessi per il bene dell’umanità, invece che per me stesso”…”Sottraevo attenzione alla mia anima e la convogliavo tutta nel lavoro. In certi periodi non me ne restava nemmeno più per fare una telefonata a Nina la sera o passare a trovare un amico. Ogni giorno mettevo in moto tutte le mie forze, e le obbligavo a restare nel campo della tela, no? Poi appena si esauriva l’onda di adrenalina, mi guardavo intorno e c’era il vuoto. La mia vita era trascurata come un prato senz’acqua, come dice il guru. Non c’era niente, al fondo. Non avevo costruito niente, non avevo coltivato niente, non avevo dato niente di me alle persone che mi erano vicine. Ero una specie di fantasma, Uto. Quando me ne rendevo conto mi venivano delle crisi di depressione terribili…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;  style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;…Marianne dice: “Era così preso da sé e dal suo lavoro, non riusciva mai a trovare abbastanza tempo per me e per Jeff. O per Nina. Se cercavo di farglielo capire s’infuriava, dava la colpa a me. Diceva che volevo mettere in competizione mio figlio con sua figlia. Che ero gelosa e immatura e fissata. Che ero pazza, anche. Che lui aveva bisogno di essere libero e io cercavo solo di imprigionarlo. Mi faceva disperare, mi sentivo così avvilita e umiliata. Ha sempre avuto quest’energia incredibile solo che la riversava tutta nella pittura….”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;  style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Vittorio: “ (Arrivare) a capire che è un lavoro, essere felici. È una costruzione. Devi mettere giù tavola per tavola e chiodo per chiodo, e controllare di continuo che tutto sia a posto e tenere spalato tutt’intorno. Ci vuole un sacco di manutenzione, Uto. Anche solo per stare insieme tra un uomo e una donna. È un lavoro. All’inizio ti sembra proprio il contrario, ti sembra tutto istinto e caso, una specie di dono della fortuna. Invece non è facile per niente. Se non cominci a lavorarci subito, va tutto in pezzi prima ancora che tu te ne accorga. Se non cominci a rovesciarci tutta l’attenzione la cura e il tempo e l’energia e l’immaginazione che hai. Io me ne sono reso conto tardi, ma è così.”&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;  style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;                                                                                       &lt;/span&gt;(tratto da &lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Uto&lt;/i&gt;, di A. De Carlo) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/feeds/8759675561630248118/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3878694950185016929/8759675561630248118' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/8759675561630248118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/8759675561630248118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/2010/02/vittorio.html' title='Vittorio?'/><author><name>Valeria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967696611716010029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS8qH0TqjjckHiY76BZYG_M9oGLVGsbXlMPUze5ty5OExMvEyp2GdnjbZlUDxwYN7SP-r4nlmWXFPRO6uv5mVtT-sAzxAk33y5nNggkbyD-0c7gRfBbuI_jnfcftMagY/s220/Album+Sample_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878694950185016929.post-416254033170487217</id><published>2009-12-28T23:42:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T15:17:58.188+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="aforisma"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cambiare"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Seneca"/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;E&#39; l&#39;animo che devi cambiare, non il cielo sotto cui vivi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(Seneca)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/feeds/416254033170487217/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3878694950185016929/416254033170487217' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/416254033170487217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/416254033170487217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/2009/12/e-lanimo-che-devi-cambiare-non-il-cielo.html' title=''/><author><name>Valeria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967696611716010029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS8qH0TqjjckHiY76BZYG_M9oGLVGsbXlMPUze5ty5OExMvEyp2GdnjbZlUDxwYN7SP-r4nlmWXFPRO6uv5mVtT-sAzxAk33y5nNggkbyD-0c7gRfBbuI_jnfcftMagY/s220/Album+Sample_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878694950185016929.post-2587204896225439635</id><published>2009-12-11T18:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T16:25:12.528+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amore"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="felicità"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Neruda"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ridere"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sogno"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vita"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="volontà"/><title type='text'>E&#39; proibito</title><content type='html'>E&#39; proibito piangere senza comprendere,&lt;br /&gt;alzarsi un giorno senza sapere cosa fare,&lt;br /&gt;aver paura dei propri ricordi.&lt;p&gt;E&#39; proibito non sorridere ai problemi,&lt;br /&gt;non lottare per ciò che credi,&lt;br /&gt;abbandonare tutto per paura,&lt;br /&gt;non trasformare in realtà i tuoi sogni.&lt;/p&gt;E&#39; proibito non dimostrare il tuo amore,&lt;br /&gt;permettere che qualcuno paghi per il tuo malumore.&lt;p&gt;E&#39; proibito lasciare i tuoi amici,&lt;br /&gt;non tentare di comprendere ciò che si ha vissuto assieme,&lt;br /&gt;chiamarli solo nel momento del bisogno.&lt;/p&gt;E&#39; proibito non essere te stesso davanti alla gente&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;fingere davanti alle persone di cui non ti importa,&lt;br /&gt;essere gentili solo perchè gli altri si ricordino di te,&lt;br /&gt;dimenticarti della gente che ti vuole bene.&lt;p&gt;E&#39; proibito non fare le cose per te stesso,&lt;br /&gt;non credere in Dio e costruire il tuo destino,&lt;br /&gt;aver paura della vita e di ciò che ti chiede,&lt;br /&gt;non vivere ogni giorno come se fosse l&#39;ultimo respiro.&lt;/p&gt;E&#39; proibito sentir la mancanza di qualcuno senza allegria,&lt;br /&gt;dimenticare i suoi occhi, il suo sorriso, tutto&lt;br /&gt;solo perchè i vostri cammini si sono lasciati,&lt;br /&gt;dimenticare il passato e pagarlo con il presente.&lt;p&gt;E&#39; proibito non tentare di comprendere le persone,&lt;br /&gt;pensare che la loro vita valga più della tua,&lt;br /&gt;non sapere che ognuno ha il suo cammino.&lt;/p&gt;E&#39; proibito non creare la tua storia,&lt;br /&gt;smettere di ringraziare Dio per la tua vita,&lt;br /&gt;non comprendere ciò che la vita ti dà,&lt;br /&gt;pure se lo prende.&lt;p&gt;E&#39; proibito non cercare la tua felicità,&lt;br /&gt;non vivere la tua vita con attitudine positiva,&lt;br /&gt;non comprendere che possiamo essere migliori,&lt;br /&gt;non sentire che senza di te questo mondo non sarebbe uguale. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;P. Neruda&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/feeds/2587204896225439635/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3878694950185016929/2587204896225439635' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/2587204896225439635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/2587204896225439635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/2009/12/e-proibito.html' title='E&#39; proibito'/><author><name>Valeria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967696611716010029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS8qH0TqjjckHiY76BZYG_M9oGLVGsbXlMPUze5ty5OExMvEyp2GdnjbZlUDxwYN7SP-r4nlmWXFPRO6uv5mVtT-sAzxAk33y5nNggkbyD-0c7gRfBbuI_jnfcftMagY/s220/Album+Sample_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878694950185016929.post-338215311993516046</id><published>2009-12-11T18:25:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T18:33:43.550+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gibran"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="libertà"/><title type='text'>&quot;Parlaci della libertà&quot;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&quot;Voi sarete liberi in verità non quando i vostri giorni saranno senza affanni, e le vostre notti senza un bisogno e un dolore, ma piuttosto quando queste cose vi cingeranno la vita e ciononostante vi eleverete al di sopra di esse nudi e sciolti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...E se vorrete privare il despota del trono, badate prima di distruggere il trono eretto dentro di voi; poichè come può un tiranno dominare umini liberi e fieri, se non a causa di un dispotismo nella loro stessa libertà e di una vergogna nel loro stesso orgoglio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se è una preoccupazione che vorrete gettar via, quella preoccupazione è stata scelta da voi piuttosto che impostavi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se è una paura che vorrete disperdere, la sede di quella paura è nel vostro cuore e non nella mano della persona temuta...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(da &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Il profeta&lt;/span&gt;, di K. Gibran)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/feeds/338215311993516046/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3878694950185016929/338215311993516046' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/338215311993516046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/338215311993516046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/2009/12/parlaci-della-liberta.html' title='&quot;Parlaci della libertà&quot;'/><author><name>Valeria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967696611716010029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS8qH0TqjjckHiY76BZYG_M9oGLVGsbXlMPUze5ty5OExMvEyp2GdnjbZlUDxwYN7SP-r4nlmWXFPRO6uv5mVtT-sAzxAk33y5nNggkbyD-0c7gRfBbuI_jnfcftMagY/s220/Album+Sample_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878694950185016929.post-7902960468063218376</id><published>2009-12-09T10:13:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T17:29:21.505+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dolore"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="felicità"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gibran"/><title type='text'>Gioia e dolore</title><content type='html'>&quot;Quanto più il dolore incide in profondità nel vostro essere, tanta più gioia potrete contenere...&lt;br /&gt;Quando siete felici guardate nelle profondità del vostro cuore e scoprirete che ciò che ora vi sta dando gioia è soltanto ciò che prima vi ha dato dispiacere. Quando siete adolorati guardate nuovamente al vostro cuore e vedrete che in verità voi state piangendo per ciò che prima era la vostra delizia. Alcuni di voi dicono: &quot;La gioia è superiore al dolore&quot; e altri dicono: &quot; No il dolore è superiore&quot;. Ma io vi dico che essi sono inseparabili....&quot;&lt;br /&gt;(da &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Il Profeta&lt;/span&gt;, di K. Gibran)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/feeds/7902960468063218376/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3878694950185016929/7902960468063218376' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/7902960468063218376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/7902960468063218376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/2009/12/gioia-e-dolore.html' title='Gioia e dolore'/><author><name>Valeria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967696611716010029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS8qH0TqjjckHiY76BZYG_M9oGLVGsbXlMPUze5ty5OExMvEyp2GdnjbZlUDxwYN7SP-r4nlmWXFPRO6uv5mVtT-sAzxAk33y5nNggkbyD-0c7gRfBbuI_jnfcftMagY/s220/Album+Sample_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878694950185016929.post-5941347774286760607</id><published>2009-11-04T19:12:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T00:20:42.245+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amore"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Choelo"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mina"/><title type='text'>Amore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&quot;Solo perché qualcuno non ti ama come tu vorresti,&lt;br /&gt;non significa che non ti ami con tutto se stesso.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;(P. 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E&#39; più vergognoso diffidare dei propri amici che esserne ingannati&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(250, 222, 173);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;François de La Rochefoucalud)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcQl8-wTWxbPe5YE2BEdOFVvE73fYfHwlrM-w_21SGP_YQdxPiyOOB8hSdTCaVl-3F7pPf4BxXuuN8jAtP3c0gRLc1zjH_T5rPej2ACa6wZd045rPAahbW1io_oZAl66-BdyIRQq5C8w2Z/s1600-h/Kruger+4-3-07+039.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcQl8-wTWxbPe5YE2BEdOFVvE73fYfHwlrM-w_21SGP_YQdxPiyOOB8hSdTCaVl-3F7pPf4BxXuuN8jAtP3c0gRLc1zjH_T5rPej2ACa6wZd045rPAahbW1io_oZAl66-BdyIRQq5C8w2Z/s400/Kruger+4-3-07+039.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398825172578571202&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Kruger National Park)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(250, 222, 173);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/feeds/481436254851992777/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3878694950185016929/481436254851992777' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/481436254851992777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/481436254851992777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/2009/10/diffidenza.html' title='Diffidenza'/><author><name>Valeria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967696611716010029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS8qH0TqjjckHiY76BZYG_M9oGLVGsbXlMPUze5ty5OExMvEyp2GdnjbZlUDxwYN7SP-r4nlmWXFPRO6uv5mVtT-sAzxAk33y5nNggkbyD-0c7gRfBbuI_jnfcftMagY/s220/Album+Sample_11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcQl8-wTWxbPe5YE2BEdOFVvE73fYfHwlrM-w_21SGP_YQdxPiyOOB8hSdTCaVl-3F7pPf4BxXuuN8jAtP3c0gRLc1zjH_T5rPej2ACa6wZd045rPAahbW1io_oZAl66-BdyIRQq5C8w2Z/s72-c/Kruger+4-3-07+039.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878694950185016929.post-728831009725308385</id><published>2009-10-31T16:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T16:53:25.973+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="abitudine"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fallaci"/><title type='text'>L&#39;abitudine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&quot; L&#39;abitudine è la più infame delle malattie perchè ci fa accettare qualsiasi disgrazia, qualsiasi dolore, qualsiasi morte. Per abitudine si vive accanto a persone odiose, si impara a portar le catene, a subire ingiustizie, a soffrire, ci si rassegna al dolore, alla solitudine, a tutto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&#39;abitudine è il più spietato dei veleni perchè entra in noi lentamente, silenziosamente, cresce a poco a poco nutrendosi della nostra inconsapevolezza, e quando scopriamo d&#39;averla addosso ogni fibra di noi s&#39;è adeguata, ogni gesto s&#39;è condizionato...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(da &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Un Uomo&lt;/span&gt;, di O. Fallaci)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/feeds/728831009725308385/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3878694950185016929/728831009725308385' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/728831009725308385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/728831009725308385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/2009/10/labitudine.html' title='L&#39;abitudine'/><author><name>Valeria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967696611716010029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS8qH0TqjjckHiY76BZYG_M9oGLVGsbXlMPUze5ty5OExMvEyp2GdnjbZlUDxwYN7SP-r4nlmWXFPRO6uv5mVtT-sAzxAk33y5nNggkbyD-0c7gRfBbuI_jnfcftMagY/s220/Album+Sample_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878694950185016929.post-2783656581798810873</id><published>2009-10-31T16:33:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T15:19:07.252+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amore"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fallaci"/><title type='text'>una Penelope che attende Ulisse</title><content type='html'>&quot;...non ero che una Penelope che attende Ulisse tessendo la tela... ero io stessa un Ulisse che aveva sempre vissuto da Ulisse e il fatto che per te avessi tradito la mia vera natura diventando un Sancho Panza non ti autorizzava a certe arroganze... ma quando, 4 giorni dopo ti vidi in quelle condizioni, la mia rivoltà sfumò...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma un amore simile non era neanche una malattia, era un cancro! Un cancro. Come un cancro che a poco a poco invade gli organi col suo moltiplicarsi di cellule, il suo plasma vischioso di male, e più cresce più divieni cosciente che nessuna medicina può arrestarlo, nessun intervento chirurgico può arrestarlo, forse sarebbe stato possibile quando era un granellino di sabbia, un chicco di riso... ora invece non è possibile perchè ti ruba ogni organo, ogni tessuto, ti divora al punto che non sei più te stessa ma un impasto fuso con lui... Eppure di occasioni per sfuggirti ne avevo avute tante...ma le avevo sempre respinte e così il cancro aveva proseguito il suo corso per dimostrarmi che amare significa soffrire, che l&#39;unico modo per non soffrire è non amare...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(da&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; Un Uomo&lt;/span&gt;, di Oriana Fallaci)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/feeds/2783656581798810873/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3878694950185016929/2783656581798810873' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/2783656581798810873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/2783656581798810873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/2009/10/una-penelope-che-attende-ulisse.html' title='una Penelope che attende Ulisse'/><author><name>Valeria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967696611716010029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS8qH0TqjjckHiY76BZYG_M9oGLVGsbXlMPUze5ty5OExMvEyp2GdnjbZlUDxwYN7SP-r4nlmWXFPRO6uv5mVtT-sAzxAk33y5nNggkbyD-0c7gRfBbuI_jnfcftMagY/s220/Album+Sample_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878694950185016929.post-2525725122511690157</id><published>2009-09-01T12:44:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:47:10.185+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="citazione"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="relazione"/><title type='text'>Una relazione felice</title><content type='html'>Una relazione felice è l&#39;unione tra due abili perdonatori...&lt;br /&gt;... Ogni qualvolta hai torto, ammettilo,&lt;br /&gt;ogni qulavolta hai ragione, non dirglielo...&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/feeds/2525725122511690157/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3878694950185016929/2525725122511690157' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/2525725122511690157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/2525725122511690157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/2009/09/una-relazione-felice.html' title='Una relazione felice'/><author><name>Valeria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967696611716010029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS8qH0TqjjckHiY76BZYG_M9oGLVGsbXlMPUze5ty5OExMvEyp2GdnjbZlUDxwYN7SP-r4nlmWXFPRO6uv5mVtT-sAzxAk33y5nNggkbyD-0c7gRfBbuI_jnfcftMagY/s220/Album+Sample_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878694950185016929.post-5466882487779116907</id><published>2009-08-10T20:08:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T17:26:40.560+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="citazione"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="london"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="passato"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vita"/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&quot;...quando crebbi e divenni adoloscente giunsi a chiedere perchè mai le cose dovessero andare così. Loro mi risposero:&quot;sappiamo solo che i vostri padri facevano così&quot;. Io mi stupii del fatto che quelli che sarebbero arrivati in futuro dovessero combattere battaglie di quelli che non c&#39;erano più, non vedevo nulla di giusto in questo.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;( da &quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Un&#39;odissea del Nord&lt;/span&gt;&quot; di &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;J. London&lt;/span&gt;)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/feeds/5466882487779116907/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3878694950185016929/5466882487779116907' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/5466882487779116907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/5466882487779116907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Valeria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967696611716010029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS8qH0TqjjckHiY76BZYG_M9oGLVGsbXlMPUze5ty5OExMvEyp2GdnjbZlUDxwYN7SP-r4nlmWXFPRO6uv5mVtT-sAzxAk33y5nNggkbyD-0c7gRfBbuI_jnfcftMagY/s220/Album+Sample_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878694950185016929.post-7840133250651145686</id><published>2009-08-07T23:54:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T16:50:30.688+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amore"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="San Paolo"/><title type='text'>L&#39;Amore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Batang;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&quot;L&#39;amore è paziente,&lt;br /&gt;è benigno l&#39;amore;&lt;br /&gt;non è invidioso l&#39;amore,&lt;br /&gt;non si vanta,&lt;br /&gt;non si gonfia,&lt;br /&gt;non manca di rispetto,&lt;br /&gt;non cerca il suo interesse,&lt;br /&gt;non si adira,&lt;br /&gt;non tiene conto del male ricevuto,&lt;br /&gt;non gode dell&#39;ingiustizia,&lt;br /&gt;ma si compiace  della verità.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tutto copre,&lt;br /&gt;tutto crede,&lt;br /&gt;tutto spera,&lt;br /&gt;tutto sopporta&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;Dalla 1° lettera ai Corinzi, San Paolo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/feeds/7840133250651145686/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3878694950185016929/7840133250651145686' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/7840133250651145686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878694950185016929/posts/default/7840133250651145686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://100per100life.blogspot.com/2009/08/lamore.html' title='L&#39;Amore...'/><author><name>Valeria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17967696611716010029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS8qH0TqjjckHiY76BZYG_M9oGLVGsbXlMPUze5ty5OExMvEyp2GdnjbZlUDxwYN7SP-r4nlmWXFPRO6uv5mVtT-sAzxAk33y5nNggkbyD-0c7gRfBbuI_jnfcftMagY/s220/Album+Sample_11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>