tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63951335607156262472012-02-16T03:23:50.934-08:00TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comBlogger981100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-18740097397307876092009-06-29T14:47:00.000-07:002009-06-29T14:50:56.862-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Skk3MuDgrLI/AAAAAAAACTg/Hxt_dKM4ECo/s1600-h/Elecciones_2009_urna_educared_ar_lupa__GR.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 359px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352870323767258290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Skk3MuDgrLI/AAAAAAAACTg/Hxt_dKM4ECo/s400/Elecciones_2009_urna_educared_ar_lupa__GR.jpg" /></a> <strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">" Cuando los que mandan pierden la verguenza...</span></strong> <div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">los que obedecen pierden el respeto....."</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-1874009739730787609?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-48910808999121492602009-06-29T14:40:00.000-07:002009-06-29T14:46:57.283-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Skk2Qw2vNSI/AAAAAAAACTY/EXFTEyfGf3U/s1600-h/incidentes12.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352869293726840098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Skk2Qw2vNSI/AAAAAAAACTY/EXFTEyfGf3U/s400/incidentes12.jpg" /></a> <strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">"Mientras la gente siga viviendo mal,,,,</span></strong><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">nadie estara seguro."</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-4891080899912149260?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-49540526470026902762009-06-29T14:28:00.000-07:002009-06-29T14:40:25.733-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Skk0rI7kHpI/AAAAAAAACTQ/xvrmKe6d1_g/s1600-h/miedo.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352867547842879122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Skk0rI7kHpI/AAAAAAAACTQ/xvrmKe6d1_g/s400/miedo.jpg" /></a> <strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">No dejes que que cada día se ponga el sol...<br />sin antes no haber degollado tus temores,,,,</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-4954052647002690276?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-40631409581096262512009-05-31T09:39:00.000-07:002009-06-07T13:33:02.785-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SiK1AzxtzaI/AAAAAAAACSw/G1Qn2tm71_g/s1600-h/ni%C3%B1os+2"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342031133518187938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SiK1AzxtzaI/AAAAAAAACSw/G1Qn2tm71_g/s400/ni%C3%B1os+2" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"A ALGUNOS NO LES ALCANZA CON SER RICOS EN BIENES MATERIALES....<br />NECESITAN PROBAR LA SANGRE DE LOS VENCIDO<u>S"....</u></strong></span><br /><object height="132" width="353"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=cc18a26" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-4063140958109626251?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-34311602498621963642009-05-31T09:26:00.000-07:002009-06-27T22:07:32.441-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SiKycbAhHKI/AAAAAAAACSo/HsSj43yKZjk/s1600-h/NI%C3%91O.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SiKycbAhHKI/AAAAAAAACSo/HsSj43yKZjk/s400/NI%C3%91O.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342028309370838178" /></a><br /> <br /> <span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"> EL SISTEMA<br />Con las dos manos roba, lo que presta con una...<br />Sus victimas deudoras: Cuanto màs pagan màs deben...<br />Cuando màs dicen que reciben , menos tienen...<br />Cuando màs venden, menos cobran....<br />Y NO EL SISTEMA...SINO SUS FUNCIONARIOS...<br />SE ENRIQUECEN SISTEMATICAMANTE....<br /><br />EDUARDO GALEANO </span></strong><br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=18e7946" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-3431160249862196364?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-74684100841865466202009-05-27T15:45:00.000-07:002009-05-27T16:14:36.790-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sh3EzcDl4ZI/AAAAAAAACSg/rxNXIu2D7aI/s1600-h/MESII.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sh3EzcDl4ZI/AAAAAAAACSg/rxNXIu2D7aI/s400/MESII.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340641121114907026" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">"EL FUTBOL DEPORTE ES UNA GUERRA SIN ARMAS,,,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">,,,PERO SI , CON TALENTOSOS!!!!"<br /> El emperador de ROMA; Messi, Xavi , Iniesta, Piqué y el eterno Puyoll,,,<br /></span></span><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=ca24379" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-7468410084186546620?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-49972505335158878242009-05-24T11:31:00.000-07:002009-05-24T11:32:47.461-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sck6S2H7RSI/AAAAAAAACEs/ATs34G2yajU/s1600-h/lucesmaltrato00118.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316844930528396578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sck6S2H7RSI/AAAAAAAACEs/ATs34G2yajU/s400/lucesmaltrato00118.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">"Cuando evocas el pasado doloroso, te duele el presente y te nubla el futuro”</span></strong><br /><object height="132" width="353"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=d3247cd" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-4997250533515887824?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-60061431185421662532009-05-17T11:03:00.000-07:002009-05-17T11:19:21.278-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ShBUpMEab3I/AAAAAAAACSQ/mF9PpBDjFn8/s1600-h/mar_muerto_flotando1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336858625025142642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ShBUpMEab3I/AAAAAAAACSQ/mF9PpBDjFn8/s400/mar_muerto_flotando1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>Puedo ir A JUPITER , AMARTE, puedo ocultarme,,,<br />màs no puedo ocultar lo que siento....</strong></span><br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=a92998f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-6006143118542166253?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-27541992071744817322009-05-12T11:59:00.001-07:002009-05-12T12:04:35.466-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SgnHOC-EAnI/AAAAAAAACSI/GsJ6B5ahx5U/s1600-h/agua+contaminada+unicef.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335014277726339698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SgnHOC-EAnI/AAAAAAAACSI/GsJ6B5ahx5U/s400/agua+contaminada+unicef.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">El afiche pertenece a una campaña mundial de UNICEF destinada a crear conciencia sobre los graves problemas que atraviesa el mundo y en especial la niñez, ante la carencia de agua potable.<br />La frase en inglés consigna que un millón y medio de niños mueren por año al beber aguas contaminadas</span></strong><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=ab8a300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-2754199207174481732?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-74428311227827683832009-05-10T13:26:00.000-07:002009-05-10T13:59:57.711-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SgdANuMtU3I/AAAAAAAACSA/ccHRU4oCJgo/s1600-h/manos2ya2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334302888127452018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SgdANuMtU3I/AAAAAAAACSA/ccHRU4oCJgo/s400/manos2ya2.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"HAY VECES QUE LAS MANOS CON MAS CICATRICES,,,<br />.......HACEN LAS CARICIAS MAS SUAVES"</strong></span><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=50a8e7f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-7442831122782768383?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-59974098518664174442009-05-10T13:00:00.000-07:002009-05-10T13:19:13.319-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sgc0LU9K9FI/AAAAAAAACRw/YQrk0Xi0nD8/s1600-h/becerrodeoro.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334289652852126802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sgc0LU9K9FI/AAAAAAAACRw/YQrk0Xi0nD8/s400/becerrodeoro.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">"HAY GENTE CREYENTE QUE ADORA EL BECERRO DE ORO,,<br />HAY GENTE AMBICIOSA QUE ADORA EL ORO DEL BECERRO"</span></strong><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=124c45c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-5997409851866417444?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-49250875938110362142009-05-10T12:58:00.001-07:002009-05-10T12:59:37.227-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SgcyE0X92PI/AAAAAAAACRo/VLuteLYYzfI/s1600-h/chicharra+cantora.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SgcyE0X92PI/AAAAAAAACRo/VLuteLYYzfI/s400/chicharra+cantora.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334287342003673330" /></a><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=85ffd02" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-4925087593811036214?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-69192427843108290412009-05-10T12:33:00.000-07:002009-05-10T12:50:13.038-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sgcv6Vn-4GI/AAAAAAAACRg/pn3Aqsw01KA/s1600-h/angel-caido.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sgcv6Vn-4GI/AAAAAAAACRg/pn3Aqsw01KA/s400/angel-caido.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334284962927403106" /></a><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=253593c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-6919242784310829041?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-14481630227505483282009-05-10T12:24:00.001-07:002009-05-17T11:49:53.537-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ShBbHxzWEeI/AAAAAAAACSY/QLLo6ZgwSaY/s1600-h/eso.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336865747619942882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ShBbHxzWEeI/AAAAAAAACSY/QLLo6ZgwSaY/s400/eso.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>La mujer quiere "TODO" de ti<br />el hombre se conforma con "eso".</strong></span><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=f7cfe69" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-1448163022750548328?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-91501667875342008752009-05-10T12:07:00.001-07:002009-05-10T12:16:28.821-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sgcn7rHoBeI/AAAAAAAACRY/SrgLJO18tpA/s1600-h/medicos+del+mundo.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 361px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sgcn7rHoBeI/AAAAAAAACRY/SrgLJO18tpA/s400/medicos+del+mundo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334276189784114658" /></a><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=0d74b1a" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-9150166787534200875?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-44976795191469181172009-05-08T08:48:00.000-07:002009-05-08T08:55:45.549-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SgRV9kNfOpI/AAAAAAAACRE/JjmTWsnIJHE/s1600-h/LIBERTAD.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SgRV9kNfOpI/AAAAAAAACRE/JjmTWsnIJHE/s400/LIBERTAD.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333482374894140050" /></a><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=01db76c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-4497679519146918117?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-54772224627065940442009-05-08T08:43:00.000-07:002009-05-08T09:07:25.577-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SgRYTfFvRCI/AAAAAAAACRM/ywasv68Iee0/s1600-h/bahia+tuca.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SgRYTfFvRCI/AAAAAAAACRM/ywasv68Iee0/s400/bahia+tuca.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333484950499836962" /></a><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=c564a3e" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-5477222462706594044?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-2200651712934647302009-05-08T05:55:00.001-07:002009-05-08T06:03:20.108-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SgQtkk3y42I/AAAAAAAACQ0/kQus-2S9Md8/s1600-h/solo.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SgQtkk3y42I/AAAAAAAACQ0/kQus-2S9Md8/s400/solo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333437965109748578" /></a><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=6336fa7" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-220065171293464730?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-52009184080574138302009-05-02T16:22:00.000-07:002009-05-02T16:33:40.412-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SfzXYjm5dXI/AAAAAAAACQc/6Qg19EjZdAY/s1600-h/loqito.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SfzXYjm5dXI/AAAAAAAACQc/6Qg19EjZdAY/s400/loqito.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331372875775047026" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"Mi ex mujer y yo fuimos felices durante 20 años. Luego, nos conocimos".<br /></span> </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SfzWFB2TI3I/AAAAAAAACQU/cFByYU8UH-I/s1600-h/loco.jpeg"><br /></a><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=895c03a" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-5200918408057413830?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-18346949054302321862009-05-02T16:14:00.002-07:002009-05-02T16:19:42.455-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SfzUxrYHfyI/AAAAAAAACQM/-E0cBeZOMp8/s1600-h/nadandosobrereflejos2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SfzUxrYHfyI/AAAAAAAACQM/-E0cBeZOMp8/s400/nadandosobrereflejos2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331370008822382370" /></a><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=c20f819" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-1834694905430232186?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-47784326029967059182009-04-28T14:05:00.000-07:002009-04-28T15:02:45.222-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sfd6_uUsveI/AAAAAAAACQE/kAHQrlxxDLY/s1600-h/las_lajas_atardecer2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329863919201467874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sfd6_uUsveI/AAAAAAAACQE/kAHQrlxxDLY/s400/las_lajas_atardecer2.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"La acción es lo único que tiene algun valor. Soñar que se naufraga no es nada. Leer libros de naufragios no es nada. Naufragar en la vida es un gran placer,,,, y tambien ...una amarga condena."<br /> </strong></span><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=9e09ea3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-4778432602996705918?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-7709051597198553362009-04-28T13:43:00.001-07:002009-04-28T13:52:35.216-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sfdq3nNcNkI/AAAAAAAACPs/VQ71TNcvi6Y/s1600-h/abismo.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329846187666978370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sfdq3nNcNkI/AAAAAAAACPs/VQ71TNcvi6Y/s400/abismo.bmp" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"Para los hombres la pasión es una catarata,,,,,<br />para las mujer es ........un abismo"</strong></span><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=eb7aa31" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-770905159719855336?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-51177441369881827722009-04-27T17:34:00.001-07:002009-04-27T17:45:58.134-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SfZRMx90jCI/AAAAAAAACPc/L9RiQtQVDM4/s1600-h/caida.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SfZRMx90jCI/AAAAAAAACPc/L9RiQtQVDM4/s400/caida.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329536489052474402" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"</span><span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;">No duele la caída,,,duele lo duro de la vida"</span><br /></span><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=86c1f9a" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-5117744136988182772?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-77049505228297372362009-04-22T14:05:00.002-07:002009-04-24T15:23:34.445-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Se-G0YI1LoI/AAAAAAAACPE/v9TTRl8qoaI/s1600-h/patito.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327625118593396354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Se-G0YI1LoI/AAAAAAAACPE/v9TTRl8qoaI/s400/patito.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=f8285d9" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-7704950522829737236?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-84343010029078649072009-04-21T08:25:00.000-07:002009-04-21T08:46:46.841-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Se3p2vPSNiI/AAAAAAAACNc/6feW-MzOBc0/s1600-h/(0210)+Boca+cosida+009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327171060851947042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Se3p2vPSNiI/AAAAAAAACNc/6feW-MzOBc0/s400/(0210)+Boca+cosida+009.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>" La mayoría de las personas solas<br />no son felices por temor a que le rompan el corazon,,,,una vez más"</strong></span><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=a715d0a" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-8434301002907864907?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-81756559889161846372009-04-20T13:03:00.000-07:002009-04-21T07:58:26.919-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SezYxkYhG6I/AAAAAAAACNE/hCjrU_a7nMk/s1600-h/nauf.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326870805364153250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SezYxkYhG6I/AAAAAAAACNE/hCjrU_a7nMk/s400/nauf.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"Hace bastante tiempo cuando ocurrió el naufragio,</strong></span><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>dos palabras fueron el detonante del mismo.....</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"te quiero" en lugar de" te amo"..ese maldito te quiero,,,</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>generó un irremediable y desesperante deseo de pegarme un tiro en las bolas,,,,</strong></span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>cortarmelá con un sable de samurai , tirarsela a los gatos,,</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>y jugar a la ruleta rusa solo, </strong></span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>con mi revolver y seis balas,,,</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>pero no tenía nada más que mar,,,, y me tiré a que me coman los tiburones,,,</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>tampoco funcionó, solo me faltó un "te quiero" de los tiburones para tomarme toda el agua del mar,,,pero no, decidí ser el naúfrago como testimonio de la pelotudez humana....</strong></span></div><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=fcad9e9" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-8175655988916184637?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-26275780063938842982009-04-17T15:22:00.000-07:002009-04-17T15:29:26.493-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SekCGyzq9oI/AAAAAAAACME/ibms1Sv0bY8/s1600-h/nau.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325790350083290754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SekCGyzq9oI/AAAAAAAACME/ibms1Sv0bY8/s400/nau.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">"EL QUE QUEDA FUERA DE LA VISTA,<br />PRONTO ESTARA FUERA DEL CORAZON Y LA MEMORIA<br />Y MAS QUE PRONTO EN EL CENTRO DEL OLVIDO"</span></strong><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=5c08255" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-2627578006393884298?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-68547341693953017202009-04-17T15:13:00.000-07:002009-04-17T15:15:39.718-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sej_WxVSAhI/AAAAAAAACL8/uaOM8fhXij4/s1600-h/gata_pirata.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325787326030414354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sej_WxVSAhI/AAAAAAAACL8/uaOM8fhXij4/s400/gata_pirata.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">"NO POR MUCHO NAUFRAGAR,,<br />SE LLEGA A MEJOR PUERTO,,,</span></strong><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=13dafa8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-6854734169395301720?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-60733707561316042632009-04-17T15:04:00.000-07:002009-04-17T15:08:11.843-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sej9ZIt8wiI/AAAAAAAACL0/NXtAOQHppno/s1600-h/oso.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325785167644377634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sej9ZIt8wiI/AAAAAAAACL0/NXtAOQHppno/s400/oso.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Me gustan las obreras,,,<br />las que se sienten REINAS,,,<br />tambien,,,</span></strong><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=935a261" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-6073370756131604263?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-76534075312680139712009-04-17T15:00:00.001-07:002009-04-17T15:02:45.934-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sej8XIPL2hI/AAAAAAAACLs/9IHL3AhzuoU/s1600-h/naufrago.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sej8XIPL2hI/AAAAAAAACLs/9IHL3AhzuoU/s400/naufrago.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325784033643977234" /></a><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=38368a4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-7653407531268013971?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-69834899752492119012009-04-16T14:05:00.000-07:002009-04-16T14:46:43.173-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SeeeotMLr4I/AAAAAAAACLk/uc1XbTo0D_E/s1600-h/carlos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325399506551549826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SeeeotMLr4I/AAAAAAAACLk/uc1XbTo0D_E/s400/carlos.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">"El amor es el único tesoro que no se saca con palas ni mapas..</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Amar a alguien para hacerlo distinto ,,significa morirlo de a poco,,, </span></strong><br /><br /><object height="132" width="353"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=e29bd00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-6983489975249211901?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-61127561812024960242009-04-14T14:16:00.000-07:002009-04-14T14:29:25.531-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SeT_oGW8lOI/AAAAAAAACLc/liucjc5CpnE/s1600-h/toro_psique.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324661723825476834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SeT_oGW8lOI/AAAAAAAACLc/liucjc5CpnE/s400/toro_psique.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>Esperar que la vida te trate bien porque seas buena persona es como esperar que un toro no te ataque porque seas vegetariano,,, </strong></span><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=34c1375" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-6112756181202496024?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-19177668042937689652009-04-13T14:52:00.000-07:002009-04-13T14:59:56.976-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g6sWDwpBxRQ&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g6sWDwpBxRQ&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">"CUANDO LO ORDINARIO,SOBERBIO Y PEDANTE<br />OSCURECEN LA GENIALIDAD....</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-1917766804293768965?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-59761437712056830832009-04-10T15:20:00.000-07:002009-04-10T16:57:25.738-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sd_IiponipI/AAAAAAAACKY/xpiLz0CXuCI/s1600-h/mil3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sd_IiponipI/AAAAAAAACKY/xpiLz0CXuCI/s400/mil3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323193782192540306" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sd_INiSwKnI/AAAAAAAACKQ/-N5qxuzh7FA/s1600-h/mil1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sd_INiSwKnI/AAAAAAAACKQ/-N5qxuzh7FA/s400/mil1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323193419444529778" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sd_H_CMLP2I/AAAAAAAACKI/K56B64avx-U/s1600-h/mil2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sd_H_CMLP2I/AAAAAAAACKI/K56B64avx-U/s400/mil2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323193170308841314" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">"Quién se revela contra la autoridad paterna y la vence es un héroe."</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >SIGMUND FREUD</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-5976143771205683083?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-19079440741846723562009-04-04T16:33:00.000-07:002009-04-12T13:16:12.189-07:00<div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SdfupVCJlfI/AAAAAAAACJg/jWIfox7jIzI/s1600-h/reloj_arena3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320983878549738994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SdfupVCJlfI/AAAAAAAACJg/jWIfox7jIzI/s400/reloj_arena3.jpg" border="0" /></a> <font face="arial" size="4"><strong>El amor es como un reloj de arena; mientras se llena el corazón, el cerebro se vacia.<br /></strong></font></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-1907944074184672356?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-80888715936633100872009-04-04T14:29:00.001-07:002009-04-10T17:30:12.219-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sd_j27D5D5I/AAAAAAAACKg/GcL-xUfLgqM/s1600-h/miss_reef_bikini10.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sd_j27D5D5I/AAAAAAAACKg/GcL-xUfLgqM/s400/miss_reef_bikini10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323223817281671058" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >"SOY ARGENTINO ME GUSTA EL TANGO Y LAS TANGAS"</span></span><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=f46da67" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-8088871593663310087?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-31319501712282925882009-04-04T14:28:00.004-07:002009-04-05T12:23:11.540-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SdfI2uI_q4I/AAAAAAAACI4/nWQQL9jIy1c/s1600-h/viejaescuela.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320942327185779586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SdfI2uI_q4I/AAAAAAAACI4/nWQQL9jIy1c/s400/viejaescuela.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">"Escuelas de vida,,,"</span></strong><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=bc2a1a9" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-3131950171228292588?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-7523131746528484852009-04-04T14:28:00.003-07:002009-04-19T12:40:56.507-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Set940Nv2YI/AAAAAAAACM8/xPnvhGN3ESc/s1600-h/caro.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326489399338195330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Set940Nv2YI/AAAAAAAACM8/xPnvhGN3ESc/s400/caro.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"A las mujeres el único pecado que se les perdona es ser bellas"</strong></span><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=8e9eaab" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-752313174652848485?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-4008029817463751852009-04-04T13:58:00.001-07:002009-04-04T14:31:11.619-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SdfP-q5WenI/AAAAAAAACJI/RFn_lOgbI5I/s1600-h/naufrago.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SdfP-q5WenI/AAAAAAAACJI/RFn_lOgbI5I/s400/naufrago.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320950160335207026" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"Marcas sobre la arena,,,"</strong></span><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=ca8c9bb" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-400802981746375185?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-77628252442294138302009-04-04T13:46:00.001-07:002009-04-07T15:12:11.335-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SdvPrF99o9I/AAAAAAAACJw/PH09OvmWzrQ/s1600-h/chakras.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SdvPrF99o9I/AAAAAAAACJw/PH09OvmWzrQ/s400/chakras.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322075723911766994" /></a><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=497c4d3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-7762825244229413830?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-91185971243790899542009-04-04T13:41:00.001-07:002009-04-12T14:36:54.782-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SeJe1B-Q4nI/AAAAAAAACK4/2syPjMrgdpM/s1600-h/RISA-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323921974661014130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SeJe1B-Q4nI/AAAAAAAACK4/2syPjMrgdpM/s400/RISA-1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">"El hombre sufre tan terriblente en el mundo,,,<br />que se viò obligado a inventar la risa."</span></strong><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">F. NIETZSCHE</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-9118597124379089954?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-89451052913588663392009-04-03T15:18:00.000-07:002009-04-03T15:32:53.562-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SdaOTxGMT_I/AAAAAAAACIo/YWDEsuRpSNg/s1600-h/precipicio.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SdaOTxGMT_I/AAAAAAAACIo/YWDEsuRpSNg/s400/precipicio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320596480032788466" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>" A veces retroceder un paso no es cobardia,,,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>menos, si delante tienes un precipicio,,"</strong></span><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=600170d" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-8945105291358866339?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-88129686806076683812009-04-03T15:00:00.000-07:002009-04-12T15:09:22.825-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SeJmHqGj2jI/AAAAAAAACLI/UihBxL0TaQ0/s1600-h/mujer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323929991252269618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SeJmHqGj2jI/AAAAAAAACLI/UihBxL0TaQ0/s400/mujer.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">"Una mujer està para ser amada como vino al mundo,,,</span></strong><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">no para ser comprendida,,"</span></strong></div><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=46e9561" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-8812968680607668381?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-89941931632124352812009-04-01T14:27:00.001-07:002009-04-01T14:41:09.324-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SdPe_LoUxaI/AAAAAAAACIQ/GURKJXYGvnI/s1600-h/19_-_TOM_HANKS2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319840761889736098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SdPe_LoUxaI/AAAAAAAACIQ/GURKJXYGvnI/s400/19_-_TOM_HANKS2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><object height="132" width="353"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=2e474c3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">"<span style="font-family:arial;">la vida es una ficción real"</span></span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-8994193163212435281?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-83205593191108050532009-04-01T14:18:00.000-07:002009-05-02T16:58:57.198-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SfzeMHR45CI/AAAAAAAACQs/OLFxTbIx99o/s1600-h/Juana_la_loca.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SfzeMHR45CI/AAAAAAAACQs/OLFxTbIx99o/s400/Juana_la_loca.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331380358593700898" /></a><br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=96cc298" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-8320559319110805053?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-34493071021990773412009-03-29T13:17:00.000-07:002009-03-29T13:24:06.795-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sc_Xv5sPaPI/AAAAAAAACH4/FPayhJUDLek/s1600-h/naufrago.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318706902888048882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sc_Xv5sPaPI/AAAAAAAACH4/FPayhJUDLek/s400/naufrago.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"Debì haber fracasado mejor,,"</strong></span><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=23ffecc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-3449307102199077341?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-66144912730558096962009-03-29T13:12:00.000-07:002009-03-29T13:34:10.467-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sc_XDYeT_BI/AAAAAAAACHw/S-yEehXFTGc/s1600-h/pasionkx6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318706138057014290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sc_XDYeT_BI/AAAAAAAACHw/S-yEehXFTGc/s400/pasionkx6.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"El ùnico amor ilegìtimo ,,es el de aquellos que no se aman"</strong></span><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=a4a9699" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-6614491273055809696?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-4194832303162549502009-03-29T13:05:00.000-07:002009-03-29T13:31:52.628-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sc_V0WaAZ5I/AAAAAAAACHo/dbxUZHFcqBo/s1600-h/no+al+racismo.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318704780292417426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sc_V0WaAZ5I/AAAAAAAACHo/dbxUZHFcqBo/s400/no+al+racismo.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=2f77b4a" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-419483230316254950?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-34269826990422690562009-03-29T12:40:00.001-07:002009-04-27T18:35:46.367-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SfZcbUxLWHI/AAAAAAAACPk/wIOoYINb2LE/s1600-h/movieback.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SfZcbUxLWHI/AAAAAAAACPk/wIOoYINb2LE/s400/movieback.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329548833540757618" border="0" /></a><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=9603b0b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-3426982699042269056?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-17716492898398271892009-03-27T08:31:00.000-07:002009-03-27T08:41:18.505-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SczzemlDzNI/AAAAAAAACGw/y4gbS4KRD14/s1600-h/san_martin.jpg"></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SczzWj1WE9I/AAAAAAAACGo/kTCaYwt1EVQ/s1600-h/san_martin.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317892828919370706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SczzWj1WE9I/AAAAAAAACGo/kTCaYwt1EVQ/s400/san_martin.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SczzAZXUwKI/AAAAAAAACGg/zsOhlqEeGVE/s1600-h/campo.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317892448151978146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SczzAZXUwKI/AAAAAAAACGg/zsOhlqEeGVE/s400/campo.bmp" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">San Martín héroe máximo y padre de la patria también inventó la playas nudistas,,,,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">cuando sentenció:"EN PELOTAS; PERO ,,LIBRES</span>"</span></strong></div><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-1771649289839827189?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-6027420795334975772009-03-25T16:30:00.000-07:002009-03-25T16:42:16.921-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ScrBTEStNOI/AAAAAAAACF8/9oo3Bvnk3VY/s1600-h/nicholson+joker+bn3+(2).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317274843378169058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ScrBTEStNOI/AAAAAAAACF8/9oo3Bvnk3VY/s400/nicholson+joker+bn3+(2).jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"Quien no es capaz de reise de si mismo, está expuesto a los demás se rían de él"</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-602742079533497577?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-21959594541439282662009-03-22T11:28:00.000-07:002009-03-22T11:41:55.772-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ScaGFcYUPkI/AAAAAAAACEE/fcR9mHZyGKg/s1600-h/Pluma+escribierndo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316083838233099842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ScaGFcYUPkI/AAAAAAAACEE/fcR9mHZyGKg/s400/Pluma+escribierndo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Yo soy el anónimo que ha escrito todas las obras anónimas - además soy inmortal , me adeudan los derechos de autor y alguno que otro premio nobel. </span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-2195959454143928266?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-41816299627512284942009-03-18T15:18:00.000-07:002009-03-22T12:06:20.298-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ScF2TdvQKCI/AAAAAAAACCU/x0ZfbV5aggA/s1600-h/El+pescador+y+la+sirena.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314659112046307362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ScF2TdvQKCI/AAAAAAAACCU/x0ZfbV5aggA/s400/El+pescador+y+la+sirena.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" >"El amor sin pasión,,,</span> <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" >es un anzuelo sin carnada,,,"</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-4181629962751228494?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-50314547085205550662009-03-18T14:50:00.000-07:002009-03-22T12:06:04.086-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ScFtlbZyy0I/AAAAAAAACCM/SiaaoiY_5tA/s1600-h/perro.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314649525052427074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ScFtlbZyy0I/AAAAAAAACCM/SiaaoiY_5tA/s400/perro.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >"El que tiene dinero se compra un perro,,,<br />el pobre,,,que aprenda a ladrar....."</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-5031454708520555066?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-87410663098152659702009-03-18T14:45:00.000-07:002009-03-21T14:59:46.638-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ScFsmlU7fdI/AAAAAAAACCE/R5iLQeyVvOQ/s1600-h/A_mujer_desnuda_desesperada_sola_111.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314648445384621522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ScFsmlU7fdI/AAAAAAAACCE/R5iLQeyVvOQ/s400/A_mujer_desnuda_desesperada_sola_111.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" >"QUIERES SER FELIZ,,,,!!!</span> <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" >O TENER RAZON,,,"!!!!</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-8741066309815265970?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-54316135629018552392009-03-18T14:41:00.000-07:002009-03-21T14:58:55.264-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ScFrXGrXOMI/AAAAAAAACB8/XKMSDhyTAog/s1600-h/durazno.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314647079947548866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 382px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ScFrXGrXOMI/AAAAAAAACB8/XKMSDhyTAog/s400/durazno.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >"Al que le guste el durazno,,<br />que se aguante la pelusa y el carozo..."</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-5431613562901855239?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-49296162739948510872009-03-18T14:28:00.000-07:002009-03-18T14:37:17.345-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ScFpcG5dSjI/AAAAAAAACB0/Xcsh8WxZi_k/s1600-h/aprender+a+amar.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ScFpcG5dSjI/AAAAAAAACB0/Xcsh8WxZi_k/s400/aprender+a+amar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314644966882757170" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"DIME Y OLVIDO,,</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">ENSEÑAME Y RECUERDO,,</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">INVOLUCRAME Y APRENDO,,,"</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-4929616273994851087?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-90943196191115337852009-03-13T12:27:00.000-07:002009-03-13T12:31:46.131-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sbq0kBH8NEI/AAAAAAAACAs/g09eKIyIxbg/s1600-h/mujer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312757241306952770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sbq0kBH8NEI/AAAAAAAACAs/g09eKIyIxbg/s400/mujer.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"Todos prometen,,,,nadie cumple,,,,</strong></span><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>,,enamòrate de nadie....."</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-9094319619111533785?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-26701223173856667132009-03-08T10:17:00.000-07:002009-03-25T16:59:18.263-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SbQB5iqED-I/AAAAAAAACAk/Zepd9Zd01qQ/s1600-h/mujer.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310871948644061154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SbQB5iqED-I/AAAAAAAACAk/Zepd9Zd01qQ/s400/mujer.bmp" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"La mujer que no manda,,,,REINA,,,"</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;">FELIZ DÎA</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">En homenaje a las madres de la plaza de mayo, las madres del dolor, las mujeres mèdicas sin fronteras, la de la cruz roja internacional,a lasmujeres de missing childrens, las mujeres lucharoras por sus derechos,por las mujeres adoptantes, por las que aman demasiado, por las que que aman sin esperar nada a cambio,por las que aman a cambio de amor,por las que aman a cambio de dinero,por las mujeres desnutridas de amor,por por las mujeres las matratadas,por las que elegen propia desicisiòn vivir solas, por las solteras, abusadas, abandonadas, trabajadoras, las victimas de la guerra y toda maldad que atente contra las generadosras del milagro de la vida</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-2670122317385666713?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-82939827331343838592009-03-06T10:08:00.001-08:002009-03-06T10:37:49.623-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SbFq8odH2HI/AAAAAAAACAM/3UMqes6dCzg/s1600-h/mar.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SbFq8odH2HI/AAAAAAAACAM/3UMqes6dCzg/s400/mar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310143025530787954" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >"El que no conoce camino para llegar al mar del amor,,,,<br /></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >debe buscar al río por compañero..."<br /><br /></span></span><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=4eec1be" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-8293982733134383859?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-21775921456874467002009-03-06T10:08:00.000-08:002009-03-22T12:22:30.995-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ScaPw54AUUI/AAAAAAAACEM/FO8jiNDilWw/s1600-h/albert-einstein.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316094480489664834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ScaPw54AUUI/AAAAAAAACEM/FO8jiNDilWw/s400/albert-einstein.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Tome un montòn de nùmeros y los enterrè bajo tierra en una caja y hoy son raices cuadradas. </span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">susan</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-2177592145687446700?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-63185287329890462412009-03-06T09:54:00.000-08:002009-03-22T12:23:31.659-07:00<span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" ><br />La voz interior me dice que siga combatiendo contra el mundano desamor,,,, aunque me encuentre solo. Me dice que no tema a este mundo, sino que avance llevando en mí , nada más que tu corazon...<br /><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/79mXvjbF8uE&amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"></embed><br /></span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" ></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-6318528732989046241?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-79800597739307316902009-03-03T06:45:00.000-08:002009-03-22T12:45:48.759-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ScaVXl15AHI/AAAAAAAACEU/K74kQQrYWZw/s1600-h/besos5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316100642685124722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/ScaVXl15AHI/AAAAAAAACEU/K74kQQrYWZw/s400/besos5.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><div><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"Y amaré tanto, que si amara solamente un poco mas, estaríamos hablando de canibalismo." </strong></span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>susan<br /></div></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-7980059773930731690?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-51639668654657378662009-03-03T06:35:00.001-08:002009-03-22T13:08:41.628-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Scaav0744iI/AAAAAAAACEc/rPhXM85UFno/s1600-h/su.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316106556611813922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Scaav0744iI/AAAAAAAACEc/rPhXM85UFno/s400/su.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><p><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span></strong></p><br /><p><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">"Cada día me desnudo de tristeza y me visto de alegría"</span></strong></p><br /><p><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">susan </span></strong></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-5163966865465737866?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-52094639081945616582009-03-03T06:19:00.001-08:002009-03-03T06:32:46.657-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sa0_YGEfYGI/AAAAAAAAB_c/Wod4WTGU4rs/s1600-h/wal+stre.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308969218918539362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/Sa0_YGEfYGI/AAAAAAAAB_c/Wod4WTGU4rs/s400/wal+stre.bmp" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>Cuando tenía 3 años mi madre me asustaba<br />con que el hombre de la bolsa me iba a llevar.....<br />Hoy casi a los 50 los "hombres de la bolsa me causan terror..."</strong></span><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=8aa570e" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-5209463908194561658?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-4025399800705465292009-03-02T10:16:00.001-08:002009-03-02T11:08:52.703-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SawkBH8jWEI/AAAAAAAAB-8/E9ZDBKjkfnY/s1600-h/palabra.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308657662494464066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SawkBH8jWEI/AAAAAAAAB-8/E9ZDBKjkfnY/s400/palabra.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"La palabra es el boleto de viaje que nos acerca o nos aleja de las personas...."</strong></span><br /><br /><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=37f8816" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-402539980070546529?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-80780722876766077152009-03-02T10:16:00.000-08:002009-03-02T12:28:20.062-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaxBOdN9TmI/AAAAAAAAB_U/nC36T4ak-24/s1600-h/mundo+de+agua.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308689777380118114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaxBOdN9TmI/AAAAAAAAB_U/nC36T4ak-24/s400/mundo+de+agua.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaxAYA0JDoI/AAAAAAAAB_M/MDECnKG4rCw/s1600-h/P1100031.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308688842042707586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaxAYA0JDoI/AAAAAAAAB_M/MDECnKG4rCw/s400/P1100031.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-8078072287676607715?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-38635810654071956562009-02-21T14:46:00.001-08:002009-02-21T14:49:11.277-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaCEV9f78KI/AAAAAAAAB4E/PQBuqGbptMg/s1600-h/transparencia.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaCEV9f78KI/AAAAAAAAB4E/PQBuqGbptMg/s400/transparencia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305385873863078050" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >" Son tan transparentes que no se pueden ocultar"</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-3863581065407195656?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-2567150259723955292009-02-19T12:40:00.000-08:002009-02-19T12:52:39.444-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SZ3GiRjoOqI/AAAAAAAAB2s/Hho2pDq4tDE/s1600-h/panta.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SZ3GiRjoOqI/AAAAAAAAB2s/Hho2pDq4tDE/s400/panta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304614228243004066" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >"Es mejor andar con los pantalones rotos en el culo ,que con el culo roto en los pantalones" </span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-256715025972395529?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-80350588538817412222009-02-19T12:07:00.003-08:002009-02-23T08:30:46.340-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaCI1PG1TBI/AAAAAAAAB4M/ygjtxv20O_I/s1600-h/mujer_y_flores.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305390809212079122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaCI1PG1TBI/AAAAAAAAB4M/ygjtxv20O_I/s400/mujer_y_flores.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"En todas partes te veo, en todas partes te siento, no estás en todas partes, pero te llevo conmigo".</strong></span><br /><br /><a onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038736435757889987" rel="nofollow">Susana</a> dijo...<br />ains q cosa mas bonita<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-8035058853881741222?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-27270381942817213672009-02-19T12:06:00.005-08:002009-02-19T12:38:38.754-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SZ3C6TOuy5I/AAAAAAAAB2k/8pQyMWwMPYg/s1600-h/violencia.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SZ3C6TOuy5I/AAAAAAAAB2k/8pQyMWwMPYg/s400/violencia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304610242962574226" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >"En ese boliche la entrada es gratis...la salida...NO..y a veces cobras"</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-2727038194281721367?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-83833047962431945052009-02-19T12:06:00.001-08:002009-02-23T11:27:48.488-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaL4Co0Br8I/AAAAAAAAB74/8qEgI4xdtaE/s1600-h/inflacion.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306076035194924994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaL4Co0Br8I/AAAAAAAAB74/8qEgI4xdtaE/s400/inflacion.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"Invierta e la inflación.....</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>es lo único que aumenta,,,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>junto al hambre y la muerte"...<br /></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-8383304796243194505?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-11001902951182515372009-02-19T12:05:00.003-08:002009-02-23T09:49:12.281-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaLb3q_sY2I/AAAAAAAAB6g/CorHdnPHxb8/s1600-h/sonrisa.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306045060476592994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaLb3q_sY2I/AAAAAAAAB6g/CorHdnPHxb8/s400/sonrisa.gif" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"Una sonrisa es una semilla, que se siembra en el corazóny.. florece en los labios"...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong><br /><a onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038736435757889987" rel="nofollow"></a><a onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038736435757889987" rel="nofollow"><span style="font-size:78%;">Susana</span></a><span style="font-size:78%;"> dijo...<br />sonrisa es lo que brota de mis labios cuando te leo...<br />13 de diciembre de 2008 1:51</span><a title="Suprimir comentario" style="BORDER-TOP-STYLE: none; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: none; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: none" onclick="'window.open(this.href," href="https://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=7207844753448425453&amp;postID=1231197348498781994" height="370,width="></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><a onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996828814153006927" rel="nofollow"></a><a onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996828814153006927" rel="nofollow"><span style="font-size:78%;">SAFIRO</span></a><span style="font-size:78%;"> dijo...<br />¡Que lindoooooooooo!!Besos y sonrisas!<br />18 de diciembre de 2008 19:16 </span></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-1100190295118251537?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-91180264462684991102009-02-19T12:05:00.001-08:002009-02-20T11:23:36.406-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SZ8BUYbANXI/AAAAAAAAB3M/2jfJ_f3grH4/s1600-h/MIL.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304960335730455922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SZ8BUYbANXI/AAAAAAAAB3M/2jfJ_f3grH4/s400/MIL.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"Nos damos cuenta que los hijos crecen ...,Cuando no preguntan más de donde vienen...,ni te cuentan como están, ni donde estan"<br />Estas fotos las robe de un fotolog de un amigo suyo por que el ingrato no me mando ni un mail,,,,</strong></span><br /><a onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038736435757889987" rel="nofollow">Susana</a> dijo...<br />No creo que le haga mucha gracia leer eso a tu hijo, no seas duro con él, y menos uses este sitio para llamarle ingrato joooooooo<br />12 de febrero de 2009 0:38<br /><a onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996828814153006927" rel="nofollow"></a><a onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996828814153006927" rel="nofollow">SAFIRO</a> dijo...<br />Ejem...!y...¿Qué esperabas que ocurriera?¿Cuál ingratitud?Sólo es falta de tiempo, el chico está muy ocupado! debés entender eso...y tiene las mismas consideraciones que tenías vos a su edad.Yo a los mios les expliqué que sólo necesitaba saber que estaban bien, que "den el presente" y sigan con la suya.Claro, los míos ya son más grandes, pero saben que para mi, siempre son mis chicos.Viendo las fotos, se nota que lo pasa muy bien y que está muy cansada de viajar de un lado para el otro. Está ocupado...!a resignarse...¡los chicos crecen! y con ellos sus alas.Un abrazo!<br />12 de febrero de 2009 11:08<br /><a onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427307979864900077" rel="nofollow"></a><a onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/13427307979864900077" rel="nofollow">Gla</a> dijo...<br />Todo vuelve...la vida es cíclica, ya llegará el momento en que necesite de tu abrazo incondicional...Y a veces los hijos pecamos de omisiones, por creer que siempre está todo bien de todas maneras....No siempre la "supuesta indiferencia" es sinónimo de desamor o desinterés...quizás sea la seguridad de sbaer que estamos de todos modos....Aprovecho para agradecerte los hermosos comentarios en mi blog, ya iré contestándolos uno por uno!!!<br />16 de febrero de 2009 16:04<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-9118026446268499110?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-56984767348109645682009-02-19T12:03:00.002-08:002009-02-20T11:53:45.774-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SZ8I3adupuI/AAAAAAAAB3k/54wV0n4SlEE/s1600-h/Video+call+snapshot+1.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304968634155575010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SZ8I3adupuI/AAAAAAAAB3k/54wV0n4SlEE/s400/Video+call+snapshot+1.png" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong> Mi hijo de 17 años ,está de viaje de perfeccionamiento de inglés y de intercambio cultural en Inglaterra, salió el sabado 17 de enero a las 1530 de Ezeiza Arg, llego a Madrid Esp la 6 de la mañana del domingoy a las 8 embarcó a inglaterra, se encuentra en Cambrige, todos sus dispositivos electronicos,no funcionan por la diferencia de tensión eléctrica, en arg todo funciona a 220 voltios, todavia no pudo bajar fotos, hoy hablamos por espyke y logré robarle una imagen. </strong></span><br /><a name="comments"></a><br /><a onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038736435757889987" rel="nofollow"></a><a onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/17038736435757889987" rel="nofollow">Susana</a> dijo...<br />me alegro mucho de que esté bien,de verdad :)), por cierto, está muy guapo<br />20 de enero de 2009 14:40<a title="Suprimir comentario" style="BORDER-TOP-STYLE: none; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: none; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: none" onclick="'window.open(this.href," height="370,width=" href="https://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=7207844753448425453&amp;postID=6636534168500275268"></a><br /><a onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02947657966674531198" rel="nofollow"></a><a onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02947657966674531198" rel="nofollow">Campanita de BarZaires</a> dijo...<br />Hola Tinta del corazón, perdona la ausencia pero me ha sido imposible en este tiempo poder estar con el blog, pero quiero darte las gracias por haber venido aún cuando no estaba. Me gusta volver a pasear por tus pagos, y ver tus post, Susana tiene razón está muy guapo.Un besito muy grande de todo corazón.<br />21 de enero de 2009 15:58<a title="Suprimir comentario" style="BORDER-TOP-STYLE: none; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: none; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: none" onclick="'window.open(this.href," height="370,width=" href="https://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=7207844753448425453&amp;postID=7810012093883278957"></a><br /><a onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996828814153006927" rel="nofollow"></a><a onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/08996828814153006927" rel="nofollow">SAFIRO</a> dijo...<br />Carlos,te cuento que me pasó con Milton... estuve peleando con ese Gadget, habían desaparecido mis enlaces, te tenía con la imágen anterior y ahora no te encontraba, fui a los tres blogs, al perfíl...allí estabas, ¿y como no estaba tu imágen?.Pasaba por la foto de Milton y pensaba que era el hijo de Carolina que también viajó...recién me doy cuenta que era tu "nene" ¡Cómo crecen los chicos!¡Te FELICITO! debés sentirte muy orgulloso y con razón!Me alegro muchísimo!! y está precioso...Un fuerte abrazo y beso!<br />21 de enero de 2009 22:07<a title="Suprimir comentario" style="BORDER-TOP-STYLE: none; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: none; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: none" onclick="'window.open(this.href," height="370,width=" href="https://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=7207844753448425453&amp;postID=1795445848174379634"></a><br /><a onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/07371617812615521865" rel="nofollow"></a><a onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/07371617812615521865" rel="nofollow">Nanny Lidia</a> dijo...<br />Que bueno!!Carlos te felicito y a Milton tambien, le deseo mucha suerte "el mundo es de los que se animan y se arriesgan "eso dicen por aca. Mi nieta tiene 17 por un mes mas que cumple los 18 y fue aceptada en curso que queria en la universidad.Celebramos juntos y brindemos por el suceso de nuestros chicos?Besos Carlos y muchas gracias.<br />23 de enero de 2009 0:48<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-5698476734810964568?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-37250657853231632282009-02-19T12:02:00.002-08:002009-02-20T11:41:34.108-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SZ8HQUbQ6nI/AAAAAAAAB3c/j0TURihV3PM/s1600-h/EL_gaucho.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304966863008098930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SZ8HQUbQ6nI/AAAAAAAAB3c/j0TURihV3PM/s400/EL_gaucho.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong> "El gaucho argentino de cualquier agujero..... hace un poncho..." </strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-3725065785323163228?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-42055050920590768952009-02-19T12:02:00.001-08:002009-02-21T14:44:02.629-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaCDkiNYGeI/AAAAAAAAB38/MEfyfinzwJs/s1600-h/fukuda2cc0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaCDkiNYGeI/AAAAAAAAB38/MEfyfinzwJs/s400/fukuda2cc0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305385024723884514" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-4205505092059076895?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-37641405639513003532009-02-19T12:01:00.002-08:002009-02-23T10:20:06.439-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaLoqqoHaJI/AAAAAAAAB7I/j0Mu_mGq9WA/s1600-h/hoja.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306059130690562194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaLoqqoHaJI/AAAAAAAAB7I/j0Mu_mGq9WA/s400/hoja.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>El otoño de mi triunfos..</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>la primavera de mis frustraciones...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>el invierno de mi ímpetu...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>el verano de mis locuras....</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-3764140563951300353?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-17271141513630622152009-02-19T12:00:00.002-08:002009-02-21T15:16:08.452-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaCK3qOZwEI/AAAAAAAAB4U/DnkRIJJJLqI/s1600-h/dama.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaCK3qOZwEI/AAAAAAAAB4U/DnkRIJJJLqI/s400/dama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305393049874579522" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;">"No confundamos pan rayado con aserrin.."</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-1727114151363062215?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-53536877200307543842009-02-19T12:00:00.001-08:002009-02-20T11:33:47.053-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SZ8FN75dGXI/AAAAAAAAB3U/nZWK1YHDyR0/s1600-h/smalville.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304964623040846194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 384px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SZ8FN75dGXI/AAAAAAAAB3U/nZWK1YHDyR0/s400/smalville.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"Hoy me siento Superman,,,mas tu amor es mi criptonita verde.."</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-5353687720030754384?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-80568054675196290172009-02-19T11:59:00.002-08:002009-02-23T11:28:33.747-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaCSl8sHgxI/AAAAAAAAB4k/fOzUhnguEqQ/s1600-h/manolito6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305401541686428434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaCSl8sHgxI/AAAAAAAAB4k/fOzUhnguEqQ/s400/manolito6.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"Muchas veces para amasar una gran fortuna,,,,</strong></span><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>hay que hacer harina a unos cuantos..."<br /><br /></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>QUINO creador de mafalda</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-8056805467519629017?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-56388622494818212312009-02-19T11:59:00.001-08:002009-02-21T15:52:12.858-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaCTjk8va4I/AAAAAAAAB4s/qbXK13VK264/s1600-h/corazon.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaCTjk8va4I/AAAAAAAAB4s/qbXK13VK264/s400/corazon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305402600465591170" border="0" /></a>"<span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 130%;"><strong>Para mi corazón basta tu pecho,<br />para tu libertad bastan mis alas."</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 130%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 130%;">PABLO NERUDA</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-5638862249481821231?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-10230283197906901952009-02-19T11:58:00.003-08:002009-02-23T07:23:18.451-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaK-RlISpUI/AAAAAAAAB48/binY8D9yR1c/s1600-h/amanecer_misericordia_044t.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306012520229807426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaK-RlISpUI/AAAAAAAAB48/binY8D9yR1c/s400/amanecer_misericordia_044t.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>Cuando empieza el año, si nadie me la regala. Me compro una agenda nueva, ...me la compré nomás...y tentativamente esbozo en forma general, lo que espero poder intentar realizar a lo corto del año,...no se... cada año se me pasa más rápido ultimante....(el hombre propone y Dios dispone.........)En la primera hoja pongo algunas frases robadas, o algunas propias , que que son resultado de frases escuchadas o leídas alguna vez....Para que cada vez que abra la agenda me ayuden a pensar el transitar ..el día a día ..de turno...}</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>1)"TODO ES DIFICIL, ANTES DE SER FACIL"</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>2)"LAS PERSONAS PERSEVERANTES TRIUNFAN, DONDE EL RESTO SE DA POR VENCIDO"</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>3)"SE DEBE DAR TODO, LO QUE NO SE DA SE PIERDE..</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"4)"NO PERDER EL HUMOR NI LA ALEGRIA , HACEN MEJOR EL DIA.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"5)"AYER YA FUE,,AHORA O NUNCA,,,MAÑANA....SI DIOS LO PERMITE.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"6)"NO IMPORTA CUANTO PROMETAS..SOLO IMPORTA LO QUE PUEDAS CUMPLIR." 7)"SI NO HAY CAMINOS, TU ERES EL CAMINO."</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>8)"HAZ LO QUE HAGAS, PERO QUE SEA LO MEJOR DE TI."</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>9)"LO ÚNICO SEGURO,,,ES LO INSEGURO."</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>10)" NO HACER DEL ENOJO, EL DAÑO DEL OTRO."</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>11)" LA GENTE SIN CARACTER EN EL ACCIONAR DE LOS SUCESOS:SUFRE, PAGAN Y ESPERAN INUTILMENTE SIEMPRE,"</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>12)"LA EXCESIVA PROTECCION ..TE HACE EXTREMADAMENTE DEPENDIENTE."</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>13)"EXÍGETE MUCHO A SI MISMO, POCO A LOS DEMAS Y TE EVITARAS DISGUSTOS."</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>14)"TRABAJAR EN EQUIPO,,,CUATRO OJOS VEN MAS QUE DOS."</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>15)"NO DECIR MAS A DE LO QUE HAGA FALTA, A QUIEN HAGA FALTA Y SOLO CUANDO HAGA FALTA."</strong></span><br /><br /><a name="c662259209925906272"></a><a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/07371617812615521865" rel="nofollow">Nanny Lidia</a> dijo...<br />Me encantaron esas frases que pones,son muy buenas para leer todos los dias y recordarlas que es lo mas dificil.Yo este año he tomado la desicion de vivir cada dia al maximo sin planes para mañana, si mis sueños se cumplen algun dia sera una yapa.Besos Carlos<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-1023028319790690195?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-50880472114868777602009-02-19T11:58:00.001-08:002009-02-23T11:38:05.131-08:00<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SZ29-110OUI/AAAAAAAAB2U/vvrUKKblN6c/s1600-h/blanca.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304604823414651202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SZ29-110OUI/AAAAAAAAB2U/vvrUKKblN6c/s400/blanca.jpg" border="0" /></a><font size="4"><font style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" face="arial">"Para que tus sueños se hagan realidad, es necesario despertar."<br /><br /></font><font style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" face="arial">"DON NADIE2"</font></font></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-5088047211486877760?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-23577989621734476802009-02-19T11:57:00.001-08:002009-02-23T08:16:53.471-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaLLyBf63SI/AAAAAAAAB5o/QKOnIyO3RSI/s1600-h/Do_Flor_DosMaridos_.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306027371252079906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaLLyBf63SI/AAAAAAAAB5o/QKOnIyO3RSI/s400/Do_Flor_DosMaridos_.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong> "Cuando uno no quiere, a veces dos no pueden....cuando dos quieren.... se puede armar una fiesta!...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-2357798962173447680?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-49978643641385187722009-02-19T11:56:00.004-08:002009-02-23T12:11:48.817-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaMCwBwhbII/AAAAAAAAB8g/wDYdlLQRK1Y/s1600-h/demo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306087810101505154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaMCwBwhbII/AAAAAAAAB8g/wDYdlLQRK1Y/s400/demo.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"la democracia es en ocasiones.... el mejor disfraz...<br />de las dictaduras econòmicas."<br /></strong></span><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-4997864364138518772?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-25793229153041381462009-02-19T11:56:00.003-08:002009-02-23T12:12:04.782-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaLmdCY2YKI/AAAAAAAAB7A/yYm8q0CBqQQ/s1600-h/mendigo%20en%20la%20habans.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306056697527558306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaLmdCY2YKI/AAAAAAAAB7A/yYm8q0CBqQQ/s400/mendigo%2520en%2520la%2520habans.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></span><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:arial;">"Me gusta el trabajo; me fascina...<br />puedo sentarme a mirarlo durante horas..."<br />K JEROME</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-2579322915304138146?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-20042009195415951982009-02-19T11:56:00.001-08:002009-02-23T11:52:55.269-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaL-keLMVfI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/jCb6-rsvTx0/s1600-h/nidos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306083213524620786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaL-keLMVfI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/jCb6-rsvTx0/s400/nidos.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"los árboles que no dan flores,,,</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>dan nidos...."</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-2004200919541595198?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-80398097371522428152009-02-19T11:54:00.002-08:002009-02-23T12:04:51.072-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaMBVZK-hvI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/cxXr1d8u9IY/s1600-h/sueño.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306086253018384114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaMBVZK-hvI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/cxXr1d8u9IY/s400/sue%C3%B1o.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>Me desperté y seguía soñando contigo.<br />(Helena Pereda</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-8039809737152242815?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-55425735754153785062009-02-19T11:54:00.001-08:002009-03-25T16:46:48.739-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaL93uAsCXI/AAAAAAAAB8I/U3Kj-oGo1Mw/s1600-h/fuego.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306082444681415026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaL93uAsCXI/AAAAAAAAB8I/U3Kj-oGo1Mw/s400/fuego.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong> "En por mi camino cuando encuentro un riachuelo se prende fuego ami paso"...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-5542573575415378506?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-4960851925651055462009-02-19T11:53:00.001-08:002009-02-23T10:31:59.510-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaLrmz0uJZI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/fXfbe_TBgOs/s1600-h/boligrafos_jumbo.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaLrmz0uJZI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/fXfbe_TBgOs/s400/boligrafos_jumbo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306062362974758290" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>Adivinanza:</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><br />Si me empujas la cabeza,<br />con mi pie escribo yo,,,<br />brota viva desde mi alma<br />tinta del corazon....</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-496085192565105546?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-53482792382898943192009-02-19T11:52:00.004-08:002009-02-21T14:12:21.818-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaB74AGg7CI/AAAAAAAAB30/cSRsdStbpuE/s1600-h/hombres+de+barro.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaB74AGg7CI/AAAAAAAAB30/cSRsdStbpuE/s400/hombres+de+barro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305376563072658466" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: arial;">"LOS HOMBRES ESTAMOS HECHOS CON EL MISMO MISMO BARRO, PERO CON DISTINTOS MOLDES"</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-5348279238289894319?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-60698793512791257362009-02-19T11:52:00.003-08:002009-02-23T10:15:18.388-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SSHeaIOGdVI/AAAAAAAABno/N8pLlcDtqJY/s1600-h/amor.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SSHeaIOGdVI/AAAAAAAABno/N8pLlcDtqJY/s400/amor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269737579464783186" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:arial;">"Hoy hiciste el amor como nunca,.............................. ¡lo quería gritar!,.......... pero así,,,,descubrirías,,,, que te espiaba.</span></span>"<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" >JORGE MONTES Mex</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-6069879351279125736?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-28041977648411551522009-02-19T11:51:00.001-08:002009-02-23T11:06:43.229-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaLzuu2ZClI/AAAAAAAAB7o/DBvZsib00ss/s1600-h/corazon_roto.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaLzuu2ZClI/AAAAAAAAB7o/DBvZsib00ss/s400/corazon_roto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306071295171562066" /></a><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"> " Un corazòn es una riqueza.. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">que nos se vende, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">no se compra, ni se regala... </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">pero es tan fràgil </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">que hasta el silencio lo rompe."</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-2804197764841155152?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-2518941829315286332009-02-19T11:49:00.001-08:002009-02-23T10:36:18.094-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaLk_1f8ozI/AAAAAAAAB64/NQYp-6g7YxI/s1600-h/goles-de-maradona.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306055096339833650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaLk_1f8ozI/AAAAAAAAB64/NQYp-6g7YxI/s400/goles-de-maradona.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"Admiramos a las personas, pero las amamos sin motivos..." </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><a onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02947657966674531198" rel="nofollow"><span style="font-size:78%;">Campanita de BarZaires</span></a><span style="font-size:78%;"> dijo...<br />Y también las amamos con motivos, y las admiramos sin motivos, ¿por qué no coges el birome y me vines hacer una visitita?Un besito desde el corazón.<br /><br /></span></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-251894182931528633?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-36126061812118685152009-02-19T11:47:00.001-08:002009-02-23T07:27:58.172-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaLAZfDdujI/AAAAAAAAB5E/5O7LNMlvCfs/s1600-h/tsunamis.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306014855061158450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaLAZfDdujI/AAAAAAAAB5E/5O7LNMlvCfs/s400/tsunamis.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>En el naufragio aprendí, que llegar alto no es crecer, que mirar no siempre es ver., ni escuchar es oir, Ni lamentarse es sentir, ni acostumbrarse es querer... En el naufragio aprendí que andar solo, no es soledad, que cobardía no es paz, ni ser feliz,, fingir.. En el naufragio aprendí que puede un sueño de amor ,puede abrirse como una flor, y como esa flor morir, pero en su breve vivir , es toda luz , color y fragancia. En el naufragio aprendí que la humildad no es sumisión, que no es lo mismo ser servil que servicial... Y cuando las cosas vayan mal como a veces suelen ir, cuando el mar solo te ofrezca olas que subir y soportar, cuando tengas poco haber y mucho que pagar y precises sonreir aún teniendo que llorar, cuando el dolor te agobie y no puedas más ...descansar acaso debas... pero cuando todo este peor...más debemos intentar, sobrevivir ,naufragar, hacer la plancha, , nadar .."AMAR"...al mar para que no te quiera tragar</strong></span>....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-3612606181211868515?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-25716601484895883912009-02-19T11:46:00.001-08:002009-02-23T07:41:57.304-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaLDtoK7P8I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/_HV93cjn8ns/s1600-h/money.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306018499640639426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 393px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaLDtoK7P8I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/_HV93cjn8ns/s400/money.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>"Quienes creen que el dinero lo hace todo,,,, Terminan haciendo todo por dinero."....</strong></span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>VOLTAIRE</strong></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-2571660148489588391?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395133560715626247.post-62910595081109795282009-02-19T11:45:00.001-08:002009-02-23T10:24:17.215-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaLpagabOVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/KqgrTui7qcM/s1600-h/mendigo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306059952582506834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R0FIdbdMCS4/SaLpagabOVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/KqgrTui7qcM/s400/mendigo.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong> -¿Olvida usted algo? </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>-¡Ojalá!</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>Luis Felipe G. Lomelí)</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395133560715626247-6291059508110979528?l=frasescitasensaladarusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TINTA DEL CORAZONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18437393060444451434noreply@blogger.com