tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-274944142011-04-22T00:20:42.846+01:00"O coração, se pudesse pensar, pararia." O Livro do Desassossego, Bernardo SoaresAnanoreply@blogger.comBlogger401100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-75926678484325957792008-02-29T23:04:00.000Z2008-02-29T23:05:12.873Z<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Só os tolos desistem rapidamente... mas também é tolice insistir eternamente...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-7592667848432595779?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-16383986457117618742007-10-08T22:20:00.000+01:002007-10-08T22:25:16.449+01:00<div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Às vezes vale a pena agarrar as pequeninas coisas que despontam no nosso quotidiano e transformá-las em grandes, porque são únicas e especiais...</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-1638398645711761874?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-51960154164227244472007-09-28T22:30:00.000+01:002007-09-28T22:31:49.954+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Há alturas em que temos de viver agarrados a farrapos de felicidade passada...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-5196015416422724447?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-35105613981018554672007-09-26T00:30:00.000+01:002007-09-26T00:31:27.890+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Não tenho de gostar do mundo, mesmo que o mundo possa gostar de mim...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-3510561398101855467?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-35534165860727796022007-07-06T21:17:00.001+01:002007-07-06T21:17:44.438+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>E se alguém disser algo... quebra-se o silêncio em mil estilhas de letras...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-3553416586072779602?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-2027479468413228862007-07-05T15:45:00.001+01:002007-07-05T15:47:11.944+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Por vezes, aquele que mais faz questão de apregoar o seu amor por alguém, é aquele que menos seguro está sobre a realidade desse sentimento...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-202747946841322886?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-15014115490743553822007-06-19T11:43:00.000+01:002007-06-19T11:44:34.665+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>A permanente indecisão de uns, conduz invariavelmente à dúvida dos outros...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-1501411549074355382?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-60560217129279063002007-05-11T22:33:00.000+01:002007-05-11T22:34:46.734+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Na criação de laços, dependemos directamente da aceitação por parte dos outros... a solidão será um sinal de insucesso...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-6056021712927906300?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-15303335788595199792007-04-19T10:20:00.000+01:002007-04-19T10:21:11.916+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>A necessidade de criar laços está directamente relacionada com a incapacidade de os manter...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-1530333578859519979?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-31750561764297887682007-04-09T22:27:00.000+01:002007-04-09T22:30:27.317+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>A magia das palavras reside na nossa capacidade em acreditar que podem tornar-se parte real de nós...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-3175056176429788768?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-50581658200217518202007-02-23T23:03:00.001Z2007-02-23T23:03:35.277Z<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Há alturas em que é preciso enterrar tudo bem fundo e começar de novo... folha branca imaculada sem passado...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-5058165820021751820?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-77132878747991047692007-02-21T09:27:00.000Z2007-02-21T09:28:47.491Z<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Para alguns seres, a necessidade de escrever e criar é directamente dependente da necessidade de estravazar sentimentos...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-7713287874799104769?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-61931046115058267832007-01-15T09:34:00.000Z2007-02-21T09:39:38.990Z<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Acreditar... como é possível quando sentimos os sonhos esvaziarem-se como ampulhetas partidas?</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-6193104611505826783?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1149025484161311202007-01-10T22:43:00.000Z2007-02-21T09:39:23.699Z<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>É bom deixar rodopiar os sonhos à nossa volta, como se fossem pássaros de papel num campo florido de azul...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-114902548416131120?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1165270557772939432006-12-04T22:14:00.000Z2006-12-04T22:15:57.780Z<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>A magia das palavras faz-nos acreditar em realidades possíveis...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-116527055777293943?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1164229598840237092006-11-22T21:05:00.000Z2006-11-22T21:06:38.846Z<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Somos eternamente descontentes, a paz não é mais que um momento breve.</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-116422959884023709?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1162245932397683122006-10-30T22:04:00.000Z2006-10-30T22:05:32.406Z<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Se cada dia é um novo dia, então seremos sempre novos à luz do Sol...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-116224593239768312?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1159050543131448422006-09-23T23:27:00.000+01:002006-09-23T23:29:03.140+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Um desabafo pode ser um bom princípio, um ponto de recomeço...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-115905054313144842?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1158669442663943452006-09-19T13:36:00.000+01:002006-09-19T13:37:22.673+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Em cada passo que dás, tem cuidado para não trocares um sonho por uma miragem...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-115866944266394345?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1158185709328349652006-09-13T23:13:00.000+01:002006-09-13T23:15:09.336+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Sosseguem-se as teclas, antes de levantar vôo em devaneios sem rumo...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-115818570932834965?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1157665443454260602006-09-07T22:41:00.000+01:002006-09-07T22:44:03.463+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>E de repente, quando acordamos, já mergulhámos na escuridão sem um fio de Ariadne para impedir que nos percamos... e aí, o regresso será ainda mais duro...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-115766544345426060?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1157666171200654612006-09-02T23:59:00.000+01:002006-09-07T22:56:11.200+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Há sonhos que são tão raros como rosas negras no Inverno...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-115766617120065461?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1157665810452316212006-08-25T21:58:00.000+01:002006-09-07T22:51:01.666+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Há dias em que até as cores do arco-íris desbotam quando observam a tristeza espelhada num olhar...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-115766581045231621?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1157665668113954682006-08-16T23:34:00.000+01:002006-09-07T22:47:48.113+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Quando nos sentimos sós, perdemos de vista muito mais do que pensamos...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-115766566811395468?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1157666013518339312006-08-03T22:51:00.000+01:002006-09-07T22:53:33.530+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Se nada mais restar, poderemos sempre alimentar a alma com os fragmentos do sonho...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-115766601351833931?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1154075590425848842006-07-28T09:32:00.000+01:002006-07-28T09:33:10.436+01:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>O optimismo é um desporto de alto risco... nunca se sabe quando vamos ser atropelados pela realidade!</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-115407559042584884?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1150663026193046172006-07-18T21:33:00.000+01:002006-07-28T09:35:00.156+01:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>É nos momentos de crise que a criatividade sofrida pode despertar novamente... </strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-115066302619304617?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1152220327392985672006-07-06T22:11:00.000+01:002006-07-06T22:12:07.400+01:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Tenho saudades de quem tem saudades de mim...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-115222032739298567?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1150585905128359412006-06-18T00:08:00.000+01:002006-06-18T00:11:45.136+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Quando o silêncio se prolonga na nossa sombra, revela-se o primeiro passo para a indiferença magoada...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-115058590512835941?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1149884253392775552006-06-09T21:16:00.000+01:002006-06-09T21:17:33.400+01:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>As coisas mais bonitas do mundo são sombras<br /></strong></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><em>Dickens, Charles </em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-114988425339277555?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1148075467918549352006-05-31T22:50:00.000+01:002006-05-31T22:05:02.726+01:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Um sorriso azul é aquele que fazemos quando contemplamos um céu limpo no final de um dia de Verão...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-114807546791854935?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1149025241038640002006-05-30T22:38:00.000+01:002006-05-30T22:40:41.046+01:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>O que fazer de muitos pensamentos? Escrevem-se num papel, rasgam-se em mil pedacinhos e libertam-se no vento que passa sorrindo...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-114902524103864000?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1148593830748688932006-05-25T22:49:00.000+01:002006-05-25T22:50:30.756+01:00<strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Reticências... é o que se usa quando não se tem como gastar as palavras que e acumulam na ponta dos dedos... </span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-114859383074868893?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1148025557887409112006-05-19T08:57:00.000+01:002006-05-19T08:59:17.893+01:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Há dias em que estamos tão fartos, mas tão fartos de tudo...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Que um grito bastaria para nos estilhaçarmos em fragmentos milimétricos...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-114802555788740911?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1147477147389352972006-05-13T00:31:00.000+01:002006-05-13T00:39:07.396+01:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Temos necessidade absoluta de sentir que somos amados pelos outros... mas primeiro, é fundamental que amemos aquilo que somos.</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-114747714738935297?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1147477315095338292006-05-12T08:39:00.000+01:002006-05-13T00:41:55.096+01:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>How magnificent the eye of the beholder! It sees in ourselves the extraordinary we cannot find looking at the mirror of life... </strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-114747731509533829?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1147333496214082132006-05-11T08:42:00.000+01:002006-05-11T09:40:04.503+01:00<strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Há dias em que a vida não é suficiente...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">E então mergulhamos inteiros nos abismos azuis do ideal...</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-114733349621408213?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1147074570848650562006-05-08T08:47:00.000+01:002006-05-08T09:29:06.093+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>We always keep fighting, even when we realize we aren't but Prometheus shackled to life. </strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-114707457084865056?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1146867035722528902006-05-05T23:04:00.000+01:002006-05-05T23:34:47.840+01:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Peguei num lápis e esbocei um sorriso numa folha de céu...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">E com a ponta dos dedos agarrei o arco-iris do teu olhar...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Colori assim os sonhos que depois rasguei em mil pétalas...</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-114686703572252890?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27494414.post-1146746342674846942006-05-04T13:38:00.000+01:002006-05-05T23:12:34.166+01:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">"O coração, se pudesse pensar, pararia."<br /></span></strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;">O Livro do Desassossego, Bernardo Soares</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27494414-114674634267484694?l=la-lunanera.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ananoreply@blogger.com0