<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 20:08:10 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>o meu olhar esquerdo</title><description></description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>512</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-2101340001762675010</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Feb 2010 19:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-06T20:11:28.160+01:00</atom:updated><title>Olhar perseguidor</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SYLsbmoxZEI/AAAAAAAABv8/13iun6ZE0bI/s1600-h/velho_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297056070713304130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SYLsbmoxZEI/AAAAAAAABv8/13iun6ZE0bI/s400/velho_blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(c) &lt;em&gt;Guida Machado&lt;/em&gt; (2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somos seres olhados no espectáculo do mundo&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(Merleau-Ponty- 1945)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O olhar perseguidor insinua que somos olhados por todos os lados.&lt;br /&gt;... é o olhar do outro que dá sentido à nossa existência mas a maneira como somos olhados define o sentido e a amplitude da nossa interioridade.&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/4165567081405609661-2101340001762675010?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SYLsbmoxZEI/AAAAAAAABv8/13iun6ZE0bI/s72-c/velho_blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-3819735753232749444</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 19:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-12T20:06:32.585Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SvxqvbsAwhI/AAAAAAAAC_g/eFMTdV_dWew/s1600-h/doce4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SvxqvbsAwhI/AAAAAAAAC_g/eFMTdV_dWew/s400/doce4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403311016056504850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SvxpOkqm07I/AAAAAAAAC_A/8kIRYdCai6E/s1600-h/doce1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SvxpOkqm07I/AAAAAAAAC_A/8kIRYdCai6E/s400/doce1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403309352019219378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pegamos o telefone que o menino fez com duas caixas de papelão e pedimos uma ligação com a infância.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="aut"&gt;&lt;span class="autor"&gt;Millôr Fernandes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4165567081405609661-3819735753232749444?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/11/c-guida-machado-pegamos-o-telefone-que.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SvxqvbsAwhI/AAAAAAAAC_g/eFMTdV_dWew/s72-c/doce4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-1237591686183059729</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 20:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-10T20:51:24.402Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SvnPJCTzDvI/AAAAAAAAC9o/Y1XtL2qb6Ms/s1600-h/doce+de+abobora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SvnPJCTzDvI/AAAAAAAAC9o/Y1XtL2qb6Ms/s400/doce+de+abobora.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402576982153301746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... O mundo está nas mãos daqueles que tem a coragem de sonhar e correr o risco de viver os seus sonhos ...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="aut"&gt;&lt;span class="autor"&gt;Paulo Coelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4165567081405609661-1237591686183059729?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/11/c-guida-machado_10.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SvnPJCTzDvI/AAAAAAAAC9o/Y1XtL2qb6Ms/s72-c/doce+de+abobora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-1171085182737869839</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 19:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-10T19:27:48.122Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/Svm-pa--S0I/AAAAAAAAC9M/mgC_ldT-BX4/s1600-h/moinho+de+mar%C3%A9_corroios1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/Svm-pa--S0I/AAAAAAAAC9M/mgC_ldT-BX4/s400/moinho+de+mar%C3%A9_corroios1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402558846834985794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perder-se também é caminho.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="aut"&gt;&lt;span class="autor"&gt; Clarice Lispector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4165567081405609661-1171085182737869839?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/11/c-guida-machado-perder-se-tambem-e.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/Svm-pa--S0I/AAAAAAAAC9M/mgC_ldT-BX4/s72-c/moinho+de+mar%C3%A9_corroios1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-7815028498924400090</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 09:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-06T09:49:56.586Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SvPwObsohoI/AAAAAAAAC70/ndWONNWb260/s1600-h/morro_cacilhas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400924508891154050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SvPwObsohoI/AAAAAAAAC70/ndWONNWb260/s400/morro_cacilhas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SvPwOU_zFSI/AAAAAAAAC7s/dHh5gn4N_c4/s1600-h/morro_cacilhas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400924507092489506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SvPwOU_zFSI/AAAAAAAAC7s/dHh5gn4N_c4/s400/morro_cacilhas1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A arte é um resumo da natureza feito pela imaginação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eça de Queiroz&lt;/em&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/4165567081405609661-7815028498924400090?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/11/c-guida-machado-arte-e-um-resumo-da.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SvPwObsohoI/AAAAAAAAC70/ndWONNWb260/s72-c/morro_cacilhas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-5235580725839890832</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 19:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T19:11:24.140Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SvHRpTInjXI/AAAAAAAAC5c/sEmTrcnoZUA/s1600-h/auto_veget+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SvHRpTInjXI/AAAAAAAAC5c/sEmTrcnoZUA/s400/auto_veget+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De todas as coisas que possas usar, a tua expressão é, seguramente, a mais importante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;John Ruskin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4165567081405609661-5235580725839890832?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/11/c-guida-machado-de-todas-as-coisas-que.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SvHRpTInjXI/AAAAAAAAC5c/sEmTrcnoZUA/s72-c/auto_veget+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-7390774635165670202</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 19:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T12:42:31.336Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SvCLvpnqDoI/AAAAAAAAC5U/1LcJ8_y0ld8/s1600-h/auto_veget+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SvCLvpnqDoI/AAAAAAAAC5U/1LcJ8_y0ld8/s400/auto_veget+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que saberás de mim é a sombra da flecha que se fincou no alvo. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="aut"&gt;&lt;span class="autor"&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4165567081405609661-7390774635165670202?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/11/c-guida-machado.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SvCLvpnqDoI/AAAAAAAAC5U/1LcJ8_y0ld8/s72-c/auto_veget+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-3688814145970931498</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 19:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-30T19:43:21.728Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SutBogkL0DI/AAAAAAAAC5M/Qiud8tjR2vA/s1600-h/efemero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SutBogkL0DI/AAAAAAAAC5M/Qiud8tjR2vA/s400/efemero.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398480742525947954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... E tudo que era efémero se desfez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4165567081405609661-3688814145970931498?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/10/c-guida-machado.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SutBogkL0DI/AAAAAAAAC5M/Qiud8tjR2vA/s72-c/efemero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-7540357231547536879</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 00:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-30T00:01:01.034Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SuoCiYVGXtI/AAAAAAAAC5E/zAo1HcTNS5o/s1600-h/pes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SuoCiYVGXtI/AAAAAAAAC5E/zAo1HcTNS5o/s400/pes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398129893026717394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas sou sempre eu, assente sobre os mesmos pés. O mesmo sempre, graças ao céu e à terra. (...) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="aut"&gt;&lt;span class="autor"&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4165567081405609661-7540357231547536879?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/10/c-guida-machado-mas-sou-sempre-eu.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SuoCiYVGXtI/AAAAAAAAC5E/zAo1HcTNS5o/s72-c/pes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-7303427828620555757</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 19:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-29T19:19:00.551Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SujDjEE_nxI/AAAAAAAAC48/NC62fEVX9uk/s1600-h/linear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SujDjEE_nxI/AAAAAAAAC48/NC62fEVX9uk/s400/linear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397779160561065746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuo a navegar nesse mar de mistérios e pensamentos....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4165567081405609661-7303427828620555757?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/10/c-guida-machado-continuo-navegar-nesse.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SujDjEE_nxI/AAAAAAAAC48/NC62fEVX9uk/s72-c/linear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-1086443073000346189</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 21:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-28T21:38:05.476Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/Sui5aGPMuGI/AAAAAAAAC4s/zembjNIZ2yg/s1600-h/aus%C3%AAncia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/Sui5aGPMuGI/AAAAAAAAC4s/zembjNIZ2yg/s400/aus%C3%AAncia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397768011405637730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por muito tempo achei que a ausência é falta.&lt;br /&gt;E lastimava, ignorante, a falta.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje não a lastimo.&lt;br /&gt;Não há falta na ausência.&lt;br /&gt;A ausência é um estar em mim. (...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="aut"&gt;&lt;span class="autor"&gt;Carlos Drummond de Andrade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4165567081405609661-1086443073000346189?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/10/c-guida-machado-por-muito-tempo-achei.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/Sui5aGPMuGI/AAAAAAAAC4s/zembjNIZ2yg/s72-c/aus%C3%AAncia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-2690546512777440493</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 23:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-28T22:07:46.808Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SujAVBag_GI/AAAAAAAAC40/xWXNF7xqJcg/s1600-h/ra%C3%ADzes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SujAVBag_GI/AAAAAAAAC40/xWXNF7xqJcg/s400/ra%C3%ADzes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397775620792974434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se alguma coisa se te opõe e te fere, deixa crescer.&lt;br /&gt;É que estás a ganhar raízes e a mudar.&lt;br /&gt; Abençoado ferimento que te faz parir de ti próprio."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="aut"&gt;&lt;span class="autor"&gt;Saint-Exupéry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4165567081405609661-2690546512777440493?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/10/c-guida-machado-se-alguma-coisa-se-te.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/SujAVBag_GI/AAAAAAAAC40/xWXNF7xqJcg/s72-c/ra%C3%ADzes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-3883727288895194003</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 22:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-26T22:03:26.156Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div style="margin: auto; visibility: visible; width: 460px;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic70.picturetrail.com/VOL1815/12735980/flicks/1/7689638" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" name="puzzle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" style="height: 350px; width: 460px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" height="350" width="460"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="fr"&gt;A vida feliz consiste na tranqüilidade da mente&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="aut"&gt;&lt;span class="autor"&gt; Cícero&lt;/span&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/4165567081405609661-3883727288895194003?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/10/c-guida-machado-vida-feliz-consiste-na.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-1421505961741942518</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Oct 2009 17:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-21T19:46:22.854+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div style="MARGIN: auto; WIDTH: 460px; VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 460px; HEIGHT: 350px" height="350" name="photo_book" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" width="460" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" bgcolor="#000000" wmode="transparent" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL2030/11279805/flicks/1/7674674" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; WIDTH: 460px; HEIGHT: 24px; whitespace: no-wrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks%3Dshtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks%3Dshtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viver é sonhar, decidir, perder ou vencer.É desistir ou retornar.É crescer sem aparecer.É uma grande história de amor. &lt;em&gt;(desconhecido)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4165567081405609661-1421505961741942518?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/10/c-guida-machado-viver-e-sonhar-decidir.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-7502042183081277783</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 21:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-21T18:37:26.213+01:00</atom:updated><title>cá estou eu, a Leonor...</title><description>&lt;div style="MARGIN: auto; WIDTH: 440px; VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 440px; HEIGHT: 310px" height="310" name="acrobat_cube" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" width="440" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" bgcolor="#000000" wmode="transparent" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL2030/11279805/flicks/1/7674604" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na plenitude da felicidade, cada dia é uma vida inteira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Johann Goethe&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4165567081405609661-7502042183081277783?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/10/ca-estou-eu-leonor.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-4090624896606984529</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 18:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-19T20:05:16.728+01:00</atom:updated><title>Nasceu a Leonor !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/Sty2ufeFCNI/AAAAAAAAC4c/v7XzqFEPcgg/s1600-h/areia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 266px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394387363520907474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/Sty2ufeFCNI/AAAAAAAAC4c/v7XzqFEPcgg/s400/areia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/em&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/4165567081405609661-4090624896606984529?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/10/c-guida-machado-nasceu-leonor.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/Sty2ufeFCNI/AAAAAAAAC4c/v7XzqFEPcgg/s72-c/areia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-6813955980587510788</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 18:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-19T19:45:24.237+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StyxaZcLXpI/AAAAAAAAC4M/cv6S-LGciXk/s1600-h/nascer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394381520746798738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StyxaZcLXpI/AAAAAAAAC4M/cv6S-LGciXk/s400/nascer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StyxZ5D_bNI/AAAAAAAAC4E/cyNtXsdzkA8/s1600-h/nascer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394381512055418066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StyxZ5D_bNI/AAAAAAAAC4E/cyNtXsdzkA8/s400/nascer1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A vida não tem só um nascimento, só uma infância, é feita de vários renascimentos, de várias infâncias. &lt;em&gt;Francesco Alberoni&lt;/em&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/4165567081405609661-6813955980587510788?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/10/c-guida-machado-vida-nao-tem-so-um.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StyxaZcLXpI/AAAAAAAAC4M/cv6S-LGciXk/s72-c/nascer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-2917854657439774842</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 18:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-19T19:51:30.049+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/Sty0XrNrF-I/AAAAAAAAC4U/dyNLkf9huz4/s1600-h/descanso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394384772513077218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/Sty0XrNrF-I/AAAAAAAAC4U/dyNLkf9huz4/s400/descanso.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apenas desejo a tranquilidade e o descanso, que são os bens que os mais poderosos reis da terra não podem conceder a quem os não pode tomar pelas suas próprias mãos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;René Descartes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4165567081405609661-2917854657439774842?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/10/c-guida-machado-apenas-desejo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/Sty0XrNrF-I/AAAAAAAAC4U/dyNLkf9huz4/s72-c/descanso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-264230404987161840</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 23:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-15T20:39:44.897+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/Std5daahpXI/AAAAAAAAC38/lj5ZTI-_lQA/s1600-h/gafanhoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/Std5daahpXI/AAAAAAAAC38/lj5ZTI-_lQA/s400/gafanhoto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392912625013204338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto maior a barreira maior o salto.&lt;span class="aut"&gt;&lt;span class="autor"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;&lt;span class="autor"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;David Saleeby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4165567081405609661-264230404987161840?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/10/c-guida-machado-quanto-maior-barreira.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/Std5daahpXI/AAAAAAAAC38/lj5ZTI-_lQA/s72-c/gafanhoto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-4347366086838369416</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 18:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-15T19:31:23.127+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StdpZGrRLaI/AAAAAAAAC30/Y3I7BiOwSOY/s1600-h/DSC01304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392894958809197986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StdpZGrRLaI/AAAAAAAAC30/Y3I7BiOwSOY/s400/DSC01304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A paz é a única forma de nos sentirmos realmente humanos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4165567081405609661-4347366086838369416?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/10/c-guida-machado-paz-e-unica-forma-de.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StdpZGrRLaI/AAAAAAAAC30/Y3I7BiOwSOY/s72-c/DSC01304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-1320250258647084422</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 12:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-14T13:56:44.560+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StXJsBybIEI/AAAAAAAAC3k/OHnbOra-5aE/s1600-h/lancha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StXJsBybIEI/AAAAAAAAC3k/OHnbOra-5aE/s400/lancha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392437887077392450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corro perigo&lt;br /&gt;Como toda a pessoa que vive&lt;br /&gt;E a única coisa que me  espera&lt;br /&gt;É exactamente o inesperado&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="aut"&gt;&lt;span class="autor"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4165567081405609661-1320250258647084422?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/10/c-guida-machado-corro-perigo-como-toda.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StXJsBybIEI/AAAAAAAAC3k/OHnbOra-5aE/s72-c/lancha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-5993599181090549607</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 14:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-13T15:53:02.998+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StSTVyN99NI/AAAAAAAAC3U/suMyJt-7-UY/s1600-h/obrasESPRLG2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392096656336221394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StSTVyN99NI/AAAAAAAAC3U/suMyJt-7-UY/s400/obrasESPRLG2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StSTVaG1aHI/AAAAAAAAC3M/MM0W2XQJCmk/s1600-h/obrasESPRLG1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392096649863850098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StSTVaG1aHI/AAAAAAAAC3M/MM0W2XQJCmk/s400/obrasESPRLG1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não é possivel destruir o passado para reconstruir o presente, mas é possível reconstruir o presente para reescrever o passado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Augusto Cury&lt;/em&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/4165567081405609661-5993599181090549607?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/10/c-guida-machado-nao-e-possivel-destruir.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StSTVyN99NI/AAAAAAAAC3U/suMyJt-7-UY/s72-c/obrasESPRLG2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-2582862878583234536</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 12:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-14T13:50:19.340+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StXIPklis2I/AAAAAAAAC3c/t_h8nDsx7Fo/s1600-h/casinhoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StXIPklis2I/AAAAAAAAC3c/t_h8nDsx7Fo/s400/casinhoto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392436298690769762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O passado não reconhece o seu lugar: esta sempre presente.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="aut"&gt;&lt;span class="autor"&gt; Mário Quintana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4165567081405609661-2582862878583234536?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/10/c-guida-machado-o-passado-nao-reconhece.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StXIPklis2I/AAAAAAAAC3c/t_h8nDsx7Fo/s72-c/casinhoto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-2807481704505511381</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Oct 2009 22:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-14T16:47:57.554+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StXxlOTmV-I/AAAAAAAAC3s/mS8kD4Yb2_Q/s1600-h/msc_orchestra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StXxlOTmV-I/AAAAAAAAC3s/mS8kD4Yb2_Q/s400/msc_orchestra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392481750643791842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pus o meu sonho num navio&lt;br /&gt;e o navio em cima do mar;&lt;br /&gt;- depois,  abri o mar com as mãos,&lt;br /&gt;para o meu sonho naufragar... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="aut"&gt;&lt;span class="autor"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cecília Meireles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4165567081405609661-2807481704505511381?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/10/c-guida-machado-pus-o-meu-sonho-num.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/StXxlOTmV-I/AAAAAAAAC3s/mS8kD4Yb2_Q/s72-c/msc_orchestra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4165567081405609661.post-5611060785005044474</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2009 17:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-13T15:55:51.901+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/Ss9zGjrAw0I/AAAAAAAAC3E/QUiEPb669MA/s1600-h/ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 277px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390653835477828418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/Ss9zGjrAw0I/AAAAAAAAC3E/QUiEPb669MA/s400/ab.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(c) Guida Machado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A calúnia é como uma vespa que o importuna e, contra a qual, não se deve fazer qualquer movimento, a não ser que se tenha a certeza de a matar. &lt;em&gt;Sébastien-Roch Chamfort&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4165567081405609661-5611060785005044474?l=olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://olhar-esquerdo.blogspot.com/2009/10/c-guida-machado-dizem-que-vinganca-e.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (GuidaMachado)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UthOStDPTpk/Ss9zGjrAw0I/AAAAAAAAC3E/QUiEPb669MA/s72-c/ab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>