<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050</id><updated>2012-01-26T13:50:20.951Z</updated><category term='indeléveis'/><category term='Traduções'/><category term='Dança'/><category term='reflexões'/><category term='Artístas'/><category term='Literatura'/><category term='Livros'/><category term='Poesia'/><category term='Política'/><category term='artes plásticas'/><category term='Discos'/><category term='crónicas'/><category term='fotografia'/><category term='Música'/><category term='fado'/><category term='blogs/sites'/><category term='História'/><category term='provérbios'/><category term='cinema'/><category term='Teatro'/><category term='Psicologia'/><category term='filosofia'/><category term='Humor'/><category term='escritos'/><category term='ciência'/><title type='text'>BLOG À PORTUGUESA</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1298</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-7945376215021609768</id><published>2012-01-26T13:32:00.007Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:39:38.676Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crónicas'/><title type='text'>Até já.</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/7945376215021609768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/7945376215021609768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/ate-ja.html' title='Até já.'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9h0zQJuloSk/TyFWAjItEZI/AAAAAAAAGfM/2pJnJX4O6io/s72-c/MEC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-1019827609044607671</id><published>2012-01-26T01:43:00.007Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:42:39.761Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>GNR: ALDINA DUARTE &amp; CARLOS BICA</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/1019827609044607671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/1019827609044607671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/gnr-por-aldina-duarte-carlos-bica.html' title='GNR: ALDINA DUARTE &amp; CARLOS BICA'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Zo5OYJlNSUk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-2057788146980406999</id><published>2012-01-26T01:13:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T01:13:43.344Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livros'/><title type='text'>A minha biblioteca universal #7</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/2057788146980406999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/2057788146980406999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/minha-biblioteca-universal-7.html' title='A minha biblioteca universal #7'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VDrBQPqADKY/TyCouuSSXoI/AAAAAAAAGfA/EXDj7CsTJ70/s72-c/CCB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-1566042872460717758</id><published>2012-01-26T01:10:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T11:20:23.710Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexões'/><title type='text'>Palavras que o vento não levou</title><summary type='text'>"A decadência estendeu-se também à arte oratória - tanto sacra como profana. O púlpito e o foro eram ontem tribunas onde se cultivava o verbo. E o parlamento, se não excedesse em demagogia ou em palavras sem palavra, parecia igualmente um templo em que no princípio era o verbo. Fora dessas tribunas públicas, não é preciso ter grandes invernos para haver conhecido gente de palavra fácil - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/1566042872460717758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/1566042872460717758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/palavras-que-o-vento-nao-levou.html' title='Palavras que o vento não levou'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-89086667173745010</id><published>2012-01-25T20:55:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:43:37.534Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><title type='text'>FEI MU</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/89086667173745010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/89086667173745010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/fei-mu.html' title='FEI MU'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/T59AnZ6eabI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-6726188803970080102</id><published>2012-01-25T20:26:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-01-25T20:49:20.029Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indeléveis'/><title type='text'>A História de Macau tem pelo menos seis mil anos.</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/6726188803970080102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/6726188803970080102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/historia-de-macau-tem-pelo-menos-6000.html' title='A História de Macau tem pelo menos seis mil anos.'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0fqH7pTsMvI/TyBlYIeZHFI/AAAAAAAAGe0/O-Nx2oIoATw/s72-c/macau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-8131692870708081165</id><published>2012-01-25T20:25:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-25T20:25:26.897Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexões'/><title type='text'>Não percamos de vista os nossos antepassados</title><summary type='text'>Quando uma literatura chega a ter êxito, aquilo que nela havia de mais activo em momentos anteriores torna-se menos claro e é ultrapassado por aquilo que nela é mero produto dessa actividade. É por isso que é bom olhar de vez em quando para trás. Tudo o que em nós há de original conservar-se-á tanto melhor e será tanto mais apreciado, quanto mais formos capazes de não perder de vista os nossos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8131692870708081165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8131692870708081165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/nao-percamos-de-vista-os-nossos.html' title='Não percamos de vista os nossos antepassados'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-37083944666414174</id><published>2012-01-25T20:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-25T20:20:23.936Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artes plásticas'/><title type='text'>CHARLES PAUL LANDON</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/37083944666414174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/37083944666414174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/charles-paul-landon.html' title='CHARLES PAUL LANDON'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u4j4an9S9mw/TyBj8kCDF-I/AAAAAAAAGec/jc90omA8LA4/s72-c/Landon-IcarusandDaedalus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-8552110107203438112</id><published>2012-01-25T13:48:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:45:48.582Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><title type='text'>THÉO ANGELOPOULOS</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8552110107203438112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8552110107203438112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/theo-angelopoulos.html' title='THÉO ANGELOPOULOS'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/yNkV0MTIRVY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-7399947973159404230</id><published>2012-01-25T13:45:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-25T13:50:26.387Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Literatura'/><title type='text'>Nikos Kazantzakis</title><summary type='text'>O material de que são feitos os clássicos é algo erecto que sobrevive às intempéries, e mais que isso: ao aborrecimento.Todo o verso escrito por um Grego tem arquitectura no modo como se instala na folha, e tem o sentido da geografia do mundo.São versos que conhecem os mapas, a extensão do país em metros quadrados, o número de filósofos por habitante.Mais um nome que sozinho é um verso: Nikos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/7399947973159404230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/7399947973159404230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/nikos-kazantzakis.html' title='Nikos Kazantzakis'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-8020662194820652127</id><published>2012-01-25T00:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:45:20.351Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>VELVET UNDERGROUND</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8020662194820652127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8020662194820652127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/velvet-underground.html' title='VELVET UNDERGROUND'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/AwzaifhSw2c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-5362025457314631680</id><published>2012-01-24T20:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-24T20:32:38.610Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Dedicatória poética</title><summary type='text'>SEMPRE DIFÍCIL encontrarmo-nos, difícil, sempre, separarmo-nos.
E murcha cada flor no vento que declina.
Terminado que é o fio, morre na Primavera o bicho da seda.
A vela seca as lágrimas - quando já é só cinza.
De madrugada, o espelho faz-me triste, mudados nele os meus cabelos.
A voz que canta na noite, acorda o frio sentido do luar.
Daqui não é longe... daqui à ilha dos imortais,
Pássaro azul*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5362025457314631680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5362025457314631680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/dedicatoria-poetica.html' title='Dedicatória poética'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-850774360315759839</id><published>2012-01-24T20:02:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:46:32.265Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>NICK CAVE</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/850774360315759839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/850774360315759839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/nick-cave.html' title='NICK CAVE'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6pcwFlzkVA4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-3060552694799204656</id><published>2012-01-24T19:38:00.006Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T11:22:34.407Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teatro'/><title type='text'>Intuição e inteligência</title><summary type='text'>A TIA - A certeza é gravidade. A certeza torna as coisas mesquinhas. Se tivéssemos a certeza de que a eternidade existia, ela tornava-se logo numa estação balnear e mais nada.

SÖREN - Imagina a eternidade como objecto de fantasia?

A TIA - Não a imagino; antecipo-a.

SÖREN - A profundidade da sua intuição corrige os erros da minha inteligência.

[ Agustina Bessa-Luís ]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/3060552694799204656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/3060552694799204656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/uma-intuicao-profunda.html' title='Intuição e inteligência'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-2389270843623417434</id><published>2012-01-21T22:01:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:47:12.987Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Alma de Músico</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/2389270843623417434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/2389270843623417434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/alma-de-musico.html' title='Alma de Músico'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wf_PFIXb-Jo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-2335475755048760166</id><published>2012-01-21T21:55:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-22T00:46:47.608Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexões'/><title type='text'>Música</title><summary type='text'>"A música exprime a mais alta filosofia numa linguagem que a razão não compreende."

[ Arthur Schopenhauer ]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/2335475755048760166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/2335475755048760166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/musica.html' title='Música'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-5467547799665142820</id><published>2012-01-21T21:45:00.006Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:47:47.708Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Thaís Gulin</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5467547799665142820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5467547799665142820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/meu-querido-diario.html' title='Thaís Gulin'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/30INbnXPOxQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-535733772481439361</id><published>2012-01-21T21:37:00.009Z</published><updated>2012-01-23T21:48:44.475Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livros'/><title type='text'>A minha biblioteca universal #6</title><summary type='text'>


Chegou O Dicionário, na edição mais funcional, em seis tomos. É uma grande alegria, eu cá sei porquê. Graças.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/535733772481439361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/535733772481439361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/minha-biblioteca-universal-6.html' title='A minha biblioteca universal #6'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mDMVwkC-vaY/Tx3T-slMTqI/AAAAAAAAGdk/fkeTx0iFQhs/s72-c/houaiss_6volumes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-5568258819123408058</id><published>2012-01-21T20:28:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-21T20:28:26.678Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs/sites'/><title type='text'>TANTAS PÁGINAS</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='related' href='http://tantaspaginas.wordpress.com/' title='TANTAS PÁGINAS'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5568258819123408058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5568258819123408058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/tantas-paginas.html' title='TANTAS PÁGINAS'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-1177170001900918515</id><published>2012-01-20T21:46:00.006Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:48:25.278Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>GOVERNO SOMBRA</title><summary type='text'>

GOVERNO SOMBRA (1ª Parte)
GOVERNO SOMBRA (2ªParte)</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.tsf.pt/blogs/GovernoSombra/default.aspx?content_id=2254670' title='GOVERNO SOMBRA'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/1177170001900918515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/1177170001900918515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/governo-sombra-1-parte.html' title='GOVERNO SOMBRA'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ve9dtdOrqG4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-4089944610496781533</id><published>2012-01-20T15:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-20T15:30:17.551Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexões'/><title type='text'>Nação Pobre</title><summary type='text'>"A  maior desgraça de uma nação pobre é que em vez de produzir riqueza, produz  ricos."
[ Mia Couto ]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/4089944610496781533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/4089944610496781533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/nacao-pobre.html' title='Nação Pobre'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-4383396980785298617</id><published>2012-01-20T14:41:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:49:03.437Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Rir de si mesmo</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/4383396980785298617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/4383396980785298617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='Rir de si mesmo'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/gwwycLz32Z0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-5830182887522599782</id><published>2012-01-20T14:30:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-01-20T15:35:08.675Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crónicas'/><title type='text'>Nuvens Negras</title><summary type='text'>Em Aristófanes, Sócrates é um charlatão. Exceto na opinião de um pequeno grupo de apaniguados, é um troca-tintas. Um impostor. Um pequeno bandidoDeve ser a isto que os especialistas chamam a admirável intemporalidade dos clássicos. Uma peça de Aristófanes, escrita há uns 25 séculos, parece um decalque da atual vida portuguesa. Como é óbvio, trata-se de uma comédia. Claro que esta feliz </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5830182887522599782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5830182887522599782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/nuvens-negras.html' title='Nuvens Negras'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-8669781615385282436</id><published>2012-01-20T02:20:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:49:39.159Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Nem Deus Nem Senhor</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8669781615385282436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8669781615385282436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/nem-deus-nem-senhor.html' title='Nem Deus Nem Senhor'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Snkeik7Zhck/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-3479317436052549779</id><published>2012-01-20T02:15:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-20T02:28:03.415Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livros'/><title type='text'>A minha biblioteca universal #5</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/3479317436052549779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/3479317436052549779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/minha-biblioteca-universal-4.html' title='A minha biblioteca universal #5'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GAX9Vl1SyNQ/TxjLjaK45CI/AAAAAAAAGc4/tAXpJH9iPg8/s72-c/Biblia' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-7370544235179329253</id><published>2012-01-20T02:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-20T02:24:53.152Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexões'/><title type='text'>Religião</title><summary type='text'>"A religião como fonte de consolação é um obstáculo à  verdadeira fé; nesse sentido, o ateísmo é uma purificação."
[ Simone Weil ]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/7370544235179329253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/7370544235179329253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/religiao.html' title='Religião'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-2787743911958301104</id><published>2012-01-20T02:05:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-20T02:27:51.463Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livros'/><title type='text'>A minha biblioteca universal #4</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/2787743911958301104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/2787743911958301104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/minha-biblioteca-universal-5.html' title='A minha biblioteca universal #4'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qbevhmoxNP4/TxjNq4Kr89I/AAAAAAAAGdQ/yPTxJ8Eazxw/s72-c/CH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-3680481721184484348</id><published>2012-01-20T02:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-20T02:26:12.498Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexões'/><title type='text'>Ateísmo</title><summary type='text'>"Perguntaram um dia a alguém se havia ateus verdadeiros. Você  acredita, respondeu ele, que haja cristãos verdadeiros?"

[ Denis Diderot ]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/3680481721184484348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/3680481721184484348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/ateismo.html' title='Ateísmo'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-1799752044291535241</id><published>2012-01-20T00:59:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:50:20.960Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><title type='text'>O Meu Actor!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/1799752044291535241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/1799752044291535241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-meu-actor.html' title='O Meu Actor!'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/WMP9lhS1PDk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-5215038152625364374</id><published>2012-01-20T00:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-20T00:34:57.495Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexões'/><title type='text'>Esta coisa do amor</title><summary type='text'>"Renunciar a uma mulher amada revela fantasia entorpecida."
"As pessoas amadas são esboços de possíveis quadros."
"Nas formas mais elevadas das relações humanas, mesmo no matrimónio, nada deve ser tomado como fixo e imutável, nem sequer como algo que naturalmente nos é dado, mas é tudo a dádiva de cada momento único que abrange um mundo."
[ Hugo Von Hofmannsthal ]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5215038152625364374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5215038152625364374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/esta-coisa-do-amor.html' title='Esta coisa do amor'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-764617804881290805</id><published>2012-01-19T22:24:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T22:24:42.575Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fado'/><title type='text'>Desta vez até eu gostei, modéstia à parte.</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/764617804881290805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/764617804881290805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/desta-vez-ate-eu-gostei-modestia-parte.html' title='Desta vez até eu gostei, modéstia à parte.'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ru9YVQEIJa4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-4428689639867509249</id><published>2012-01-19T21:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T21:08:00.621Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>O Pão</title><summary type='text'>Há pessoas que amam
Com os dedos todos sobre a mesa.
Aquecem o pão  com o suor do rosto
E quando as perdemos estão sempre
Ao nosso  lado.
Por enquanto não nos tocam:
A lua encontra o pão caiado que  comemos
Enquanto o riso das promessas destila
Na solidão da erva.
Estas  pessoas são o chão
Onde erguemos o sol que nos falhou os dedos
E pôs um  fruto negro no lugar do coração.
Estas pessoas são o </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/4428689639867509249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/4428689639867509249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-pao.html' title='O Pão'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-5966808244114703145</id><published>2012-01-19T15:11:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T15:11:39.505Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs/sites'/><title type='text'>LADRÕES DE BICICLETAS</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='related' href='http://ladroesdebicicletas.blogspot.com/' title='LADRÕES DE BICICLETAS'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5966808244114703145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5966808244114703145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/ladroes-de-bicicletas.html' title='LADRÕES DE BICICLETAS'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-7870820620187492470</id><published>2012-01-19T15:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T15:05:12.105Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artes plásticas'/><title type='text'>HELENA ALMEIDA</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/7870820620187492470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/7870820620187492470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/helena-almeida.html' title='HELENA ALMEIDA'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q7uT3Ydohpo/TxgxCRnogUI/AAAAAAAAGcs/jnNA1XdsKM8/s72-c/HA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-7277256320631824286</id><published>2012-01-19T14:57:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T15:09:57.479Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexões'/><title type='text'>Revolução</title><summary type='text'>"Pensa-se hoje na revolução, não como maneira de se solucionarem problemas  postos pela actualidade, mas como um milagre que nos dispensa de resolver  problemas."


[ Simone Weil ]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/7277256320631824286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/7277256320631824286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/sistemas.html' title='Revolução'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-8394668773830799844</id><published>2012-01-19T14:55:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T15:12:28.348Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indeléveis'/><title type='text'>"Um Retrato Da Crise"</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8394668773830799844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8394668773830799844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-retrato-da-crise.html' title='&quot;Um Retrato Da Crise&quot;'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mH0EZnmk840/Txgsr6W6nqI/AAAAAAAAGcg/wbOUtqP0Anw/s72-c/Kodac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-6831932980328280515</id><published>2012-01-19T14:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T14:51:06.832Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crónicas'/><title type='text'>Só Uma Palavrinha</title><summary type='text'>"Uma votação organizada pela Porto Editora determinou que a palavra do ano de 2011 é "austeridade". Parece-me evidente que Eduardo Catroga não participou nesta votação. "Austeridade no bolso dos outros para mim é refresco", como diz o ditado. Ora, sabendo que os cidadãos que participaram na eleição do vocábulo do ano não foram nomeados para um cargo na EDP que remunera 639 mil euros por ano, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/6831932980328280515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/6831932980328280515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/so-uma-palavrinha.html' title='Só Uma Palavrinha'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-173467593610153148</id><published>2012-01-19T01:58:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T01:59:09.692Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>GUSTAV LEONHARDT</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/173467593610153148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/173467593610153148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/gustav-leonhardt.html' title='GUSTAV LEONHARDT'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NVNzemi1Fpk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-4025072891749927562</id><published>2012-01-19T01:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T01:46:39.376Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Literatura'/><title type='text'>Eduardo Lourenço e Jorge de Sena</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/4025072891749927562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/4025072891749927562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/eduardo-lourenco-e-jorge-de-sena.html' title='Eduardo Lourenço e Jorge de Sena'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/FgoivI6lVB4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-5173385949684187817</id><published>2012-01-19T01:45:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T01:45:41.662Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Glória</title><summary type='text'>"Um dia nos libertaremos da morte sem deixar de morrer."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5173385949684187817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5173385949684187817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/gloria.html' title='Glória'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-9082693780488882738</id><published>2012-01-19T01:09:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T01:09:44.602Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><title type='text'>Mr Poirot!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/9082693780488882738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/9082693780488882738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/mr-poirot.html' title='Mr Poirot!'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-dQCQie-cnU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-5516950944239144644</id><published>2012-01-19T00:57:00.005Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T03:24:54.207Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escritos'/><title type='text'>A delicadeza e a boa educação</title><summary type='text'>Distingo sensibilidade de susceptibilidade da seguinte maneira: a sensibilidade vem da profundidade, a susceptibilidade anda à flor da pele. Tristeza e  melidre,  alegria e contentamento, bondade e caridade, delicadeza e boa educação, tudo pode coexistir na vida, na natureza humana e na diversidade dos relacionamentos, mas, por exemplo, a delicadeza contempla a sensibilidade do outro, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5516950944239144644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5516950944239144644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/delicadeza-e-boa-educacao.html' title='A delicadeza e a boa educação'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-7267594774601105884</id><published>2012-01-18T21:27:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T21:27:09.825Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>MARIA JOÃO PIRES</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/7267594774601105884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/7267594774601105884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/maria-joao-pires.html' title='MARIA JOÃO PIRES'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fKqOhlsXO3Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-329770803767060492</id><published>2012-01-18T21:22:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T21:23:19.887Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotografia'/><title type='text'>Sim!!</title><summary type='text'>


[Margaret Woodall-Shark]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/329770803767060492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/329770803767060492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/sim.html' title='Sim!!'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YIRPS1TwtI4/Txc3FdC8chI/AAAAAAAAGcI/tP-caeoQSF4/s72-c/sim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-355483257351023574</id><published>2012-01-18T21:03:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T21:24:09.876Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexões'/><title type='text'>Pinacoteca</title><summary type='text'>"Quem nunca esteve em tempestades acha que a «calma» não pode ser bom  diagnóstico, mas nós que sobrevivemos a naufrágios à Turner apreciamos agora  naturezas mortas, cheias de romãs pacatas e copos meios vazios."
[ Pedro Mexia ]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/355483257351023574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/355483257351023574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/pinacoteca.html' title='Pinacoteca'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-5154539676013407249</id><published>2012-01-18T20:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T20:58:19.876Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><title type='text'>Persona Grata</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5154539676013407249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5154539676013407249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/persona-grata.html' title='Persona Grata'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/V6lyXILaNFk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-2081333362398062909</id><published>2012-01-18T20:51:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T21:30:35.287Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escritos'/><title type='text'>A sabedoria de um crente</title><summary type='text'>Guardo até hoje, e para sempre, esta frase: "Vá, querida Aldina. Mesmo que não encontre Deus encontra-se a si mesma, o que já é meio caminho andado". </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/2081333362398062909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/2081333362398062909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/sabedoria-de-um-crente.html' title='A sabedoria de um crente'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-3047359295785381159</id><published>2012-01-18T20:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T21:43:48.090Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indeléveis'/><title type='text'>Às vezes, parece.</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/3047359295785381159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/3047359295785381159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/as-vezes-parece.html' title='Às vezes, parece.'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yLOmvAU-Ee4/TxcrjTKB5SI/AAAAAAAAGb8/_Xbs8GK-j5c/s72-c/FN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-4131107951348832805</id><published>2012-01-18T20:18:00.005Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T02:12:30.846Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escritos'/><title type='text'>Fico pelo cabelos</title><summary type='text'>Ladrões amadores, profissionais e oficiais: a desonestidade mete-me tanto nojo como um cabelo dentro de uma lampreia de ovos, conforme aumenta a gravidade desta assim aumenta o número de cabelos, até chegarmos ao topo da miséria humana em que o número de fios capilares equivale ao número de fios de ovos correspondente à dimensão de cada lampreia. Puta que os pariu!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/4131107951348832805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/4131107951348832805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/ladroes-ineptos-profissionais-e.html' title='Fico pelo cabelos'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-6831613827874014214</id><published>2012-01-18T20:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T21:43:14.002Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livros'/><title type='text'>A minha biblioteca universal #3</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/6831613827874014214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/6831613827874014214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/minha-biblioteca-universal-3.html' title='A minha biblioteca universal #3'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i8eIGbnzP4k/Txc76lOqaGI/AAAAAAAAGcU/Hiypxu7UBl4/s72-c/CC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-4364141656928378299</id><published>2012-01-18T20:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T02:09:05.327Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crónicas'/><title type='text'>Roubar Pouco É No Que Dá</title><summary type='text'>Começou ontem a ser julgado no Porto um homem acusado de tentativa (tentativa...) de furto de uma embalagem de polvo e um champô no valor de 25,66 euros num supermercado Pingo Doce. 
No que toca ao polvo, Alexandre Soares dos Santos, presidente do Grupo Jerónimo Martins (proprietário do Pingo Doce) e segundo homem mais rico de Portugal - o seu património aumentou 88,9% em plena crise (qual crise?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/4364141656928378299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/4364141656928378299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/roubar-pouco-e-no-que-da.html' title='Roubar Pouco É No Que Dá'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-3051781149525538668</id><published>2012-01-18T01:24:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T01:27:59.036Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><title type='text'>YASUJIRO OZU</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/3051781149525538668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/3051781149525538668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/yasujiro-ozu.html' title='YASUJIRO OZU'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/iGqCx9IXn5o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-5728992607529993151</id><published>2012-01-18T01:14:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T01:18:01.681Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escritos'/><title type='text'>Bluff</title><summary type='text'>

- Está tudo na tua mão!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5728992607529993151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5728992607529993151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/bluff.html' title='Bluff'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--hkoWyZgy2I/TxYdmol7J-I/AAAAAAAAGbw/jGAJ31mcrfA/s72-c/LH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-9002085465502780127</id><published>2012-01-18T01:10:00.005Z</published><updated>2012-01-22T00:48:54.828Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexões'/><title type='text'>Ausência</title><summary type='text'>"A ausência tanto é um remédio contra o ódio como uma arma  contra o amor."

[ La Fontaine ]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/9002085465502780127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/9002085465502780127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/ausencia.html' title='Ausência'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-6928279865394063944</id><published>2012-01-18T00:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T00:47:23.268Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Requiem</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/6928279865394063944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/6928279865394063944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/requiem.html' title='Requiem'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/aHCuGgt1D-k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-3317809724192490142</id><published>2012-01-18T00:44:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T01:19:21.588Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Literatura'/><title type='text'>Uma aventura individual através do amor</title><summary type='text'>"Não posso decidir ainda como deverá ela ser compreendida; assim, conservo-me perfeitamente quieto, apagado - sim, como a sentinela na trincheira que se lança por terra a fim de escutar o menor eco do inimigo que avança. porque, para ela, eu não existo; não se trata de uma relação negativa, mas de uma relação inexistente: até aqui não ousei qualquer experiência. - Vê-la e amá-la, é assim que se </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/3317809724192490142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/3317809724192490142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/finalmente.html' title='Uma aventura individual através do amor'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-6180563987355745778</id><published>2012-01-17T23:53:00.009Z</published><updated>2012-01-23T23:21:04.386Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livros'/><title type='text'>"Caçador de Livros"</title><summary type='text'>

[ Agradeço à Pó dos Livros na pessoa do livreiro Carlos Loureiro ]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/6180563987355745778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/6180563987355745778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/uma-alegria-nunca-vem-so-3.html' title='&quot;Caçador de Livros&quot;'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yb8qLARN8l4/TxYJUb-QSYI/AAAAAAAAGbQ/XKkQvRO_00M/s72-c/SE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-7628153710241999734</id><published>2012-01-17T13:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T13:26:11.414Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>LEONARD COHEN</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/7628153710241999734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/7628153710241999734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/pearl-jam.html' title='LEONARD COHEN'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/kE6wBBrTMEs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-5568301257655106442</id><published>2012-01-17T12:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T13:26:50.183Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indeléveis'/><title type='text'>Anónimo</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5568301257655106442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5568301257655106442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/anonimo.html' title='Anónimo'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7KnDIWucOW8/TxVmRtiVC3I/AAAAAAAAGa4/0XvqzMago6c/s72-c/an.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-8396022269885322946</id><published>2012-01-17T12:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T12:24:28.068Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crónicas'/><title type='text'>Dizer mais do que se quer</title><summary type='text'> Não sei o que perco (embora saiba o que ganho) em ver pouca  televisão. Felizmente a blogosfera vê mais televisão que eu e faz-me o, por  assim dizer, trabalho de casa. Foi no blogue "Der terrorist" que descobri a extraordinária constatação feita  por António Arnaut na "Grande Entrevista" da RTP da passada quinta-feira a  propósito das "negociatas, ou intrigas, ou influências feitas [...] a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8396022269885322946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8396022269885322946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/dizer-mais-do-que-se-quer.html' title='Dizer mais do que se quer'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-3582969596302719900</id><published>2012-01-17T12:23:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T12:30:33.975Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotografia'/><title type='text'>DANIEL BLAUFUKS</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/3582969596302719900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/3582969596302719900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/daniel-blaufuks.html' title='DANIEL BLAUFUKS'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AsyTKjP5u8c/TxVpr_tl_JI/AAAAAAAAGbE/_nv41JFr2d0/s72-c/daniel_blaufuks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-4572801392969592484</id><published>2012-01-17T12:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T12:26:00.965Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>O Verso #2</title><summary type='text'>"Mais do que amor é amar"

[ Kavafis ]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/4572801392969592484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/4572801392969592484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-verso-2.html' title='O Verso #2'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-639672950318998473</id><published>2012-01-17T01:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T01:34:54.686Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs/sites'/><title type='text'>LIVRARIA PÓ DOS LIVROS</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='related' href='http://livrariapodoslivros.blogspot.com' title='LIVRARIA PÓ DOS LIVROS'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/639672950318998473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/639672950318998473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/livraria-po-dos-livros.html' title='LIVRARIA PÓ DOS LIVROS'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-5098392394435583610</id><published>2012-01-17T01:26:00.008Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T03:10:09.299Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livros'/><title type='text'>Uma noite feliz!</title><summary type='text'>

</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5098392394435583610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5098392394435583610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/uma-noite-muito-feliz.html' title='Uma noite feliz!'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B2RqBkv5L5c/TxTJN3yk6pI/AAAAAAAAGaU/6s0U6i9MQwU/s72-c/malaquiascl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-8623590266890850722</id><published>2012-01-17T01:25:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T01:27:36.208Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escritos'/><title type='text'>Uma alegria nunca vem só #2</title><summary type='text'>Hoje, mais uma vez, confirmei porque é que o mundo não acaba com tanto mal que é notícia; há sempre várias pessoas a fazerem coisas muito boas anonimamente, que  acreditam noutras coisas para além do dinheiro e do poder, e que não deixam que lhes tirem a alegria de partilhar amores e convicções. Sinto-me grata.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8623590266890850722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8623590266890850722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/uma-alegria-nunca-vem-so-2.html' title='Uma alegria nunca vem só #2'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-7759912569344356995</id><published>2012-01-17T01:20:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T03:12:22.964Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indeléveis'/><title type='text'>Bons encontros</title><summary type='text'>
Muitas Graças!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/7759912569344356995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/7759912569344356995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/encontro-feliz.html' title='Bons encontros'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--B2ZdpnSLFM/TxRsW3uENBI/AAAAAAAAGXU/BxY-0aVFCF0/s72-c/414828.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-1418988719700399617</id><published>2012-01-16T18:27:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-16T18:27:33.898Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>MURRAY PERAHIA</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/1418988719700399617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/1418988719700399617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/murray-perahia.html' title='MURRAY PERAHIA'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5Qiigv7cICE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-5018610663640246582</id><published>2012-01-15T00:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-15T00:29:33.532Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crónicas'/><title type='text'>Antiga Ortografia</title><summary type='text'>Fulano escreve “de acordo com a antiga ortografia”, diz o aviso que acompanha estas crónicas. Eu agradeço que o “Expresso” me permita a objecção de consciência face ao chamado Acordo Ortográfico, e percebo que indique quem segue ou não as novas regras, para evitar confusões; mas suspeito que esta fórmula foi inventada por alguém que pretende colar aos dissidentes o vocábulo “antiga”, como se nós </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5018610663640246582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5018610663640246582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/antiga-ortografia.html' title='Antiga Ortografia'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-2239252419512676734</id><published>2012-01-15T00:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-15T00:34:54.729Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>BRIAN ENO</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/2239252419512676734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/2239252419512676734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/brian-eno.html' title='BRIAN ENO'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hMXaE9NtQgg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-8962275931001954236</id><published>2012-01-14T14:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-14T14:11:21.264Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indeléveis'/><title type='text'>Do oriente</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8962275931001954236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8962275931001954236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/do-oriente.html' title='Do oriente'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yovvRHIt3S4/TxGKKLH5Q4I/AAAAAAAAGXA/hWoo8Gfs2RA/s72-c/g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-8580021991222616328</id><published>2012-01-14T14:10:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-14T14:11:00.391Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>DIAMANDA GALÁS</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8580021991222616328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8580021991222616328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/diamanda-galas.html' title='DIAMANDA GALÁS'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0kLzwRevxkY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-7508871566866731126</id><published>2012-01-14T14:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-14T14:12:32.887Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livros'/><title type='text'>A minha biblioteca universal #2</title><summary type='text'>"O egoísmo não peca tanto por acções como por não-compreensão."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/7508871566866731126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/7508871566866731126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/minha-biblioteca-universal-2.html' title='A minha biblioteca universal #2'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vCDC5dS5UTI/TxGMh6m_U8I/AAAAAAAAGXI/T0g7g7XBQzA/s72-c/Hugo+Von+Hofmannsthal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-1868461546682088712</id><published>2012-01-14T03:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-14T03:52:07.876Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Yeats, Um Longínquo Olhar</title><summary type='text'>As areias
não podem conservar a forma 
dos lábios

e o musgo dos bosques
não vai prender a sombra
que nele correu.


[João Miguel Fernandes Jorge]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/1868461546682088712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/1868461546682088712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/yeats-um-longinquo-olhar.html' title='Yeats, Um Longínquo Olhar'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-1204833799425486172</id><published>2012-01-13T23:45:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-13T23:45:00.391Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>DAVID BOWIE</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/1204833799425486172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/1204833799425486172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/david-bowie.html' title='DAVID BOWIE'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Tgcc5V9Hu3g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-444527921106387566</id><published>2012-01-13T13:13:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-13T15:47:32.525Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><title type='text'>Noite de sexta-feira 13, às 22h00, Cinemateca : "Princesa Prometida".</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/444527921106387566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/444527921106387566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/sexta-feira-13-22h00-cinemateca.html' title='Noite de sexta-feira 13, às 22h00, Cinemateca : &quot;Princesa Prometida&quot;.'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WxaMxWhSM3M/TxA6MY3MBEI/AAAAAAAAGW0/B4gdtX93aDA/s72-c/13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-5637115772946446933</id><published>2012-01-13T13:00:00.014Z</published><updated>2012-01-13T15:51:58.946Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinema'/><title type='text'>Espero ter mais do que sete vidas #3</title><summary type='text'>

[ "Aldina Duarte: Princesa Prometida", de Manuel Mozos ]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5637115772946446933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5637115772946446933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/espero-ter-mais-do-que-sete-vidas-3.html' title='Espero ter mais do que sete vidas #3'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JcBi14ScAMs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-4179812284711674113</id><published>2012-01-12T02:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-12T02:19:30.533Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>JACKSON C. FRANK</title><summary type='text'>

[ Boa sugestão, obrigada, amigo ]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/4179812284711674113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/4179812284711674113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/jackson-c-frank.html' title='JACKSON C. FRANK'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/opTQURS6p2k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-3329904842091028112</id><published>2012-01-12T01:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-12T01:49:09.253Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Amor é o olhar total, que nunca pode</title><summary type='text'>Amor é o  olhar total, que nunca pode
ser cantado nos poemas ou na música,
porque é tão-só próprio e bastante,
em si mesmo absoluto táctil,
que me cega, como a chuva cai
na minha cara, de faces nuas,
oferecidas sempre apenas à água.


[ Fiama Pais Brandão ]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/3329904842091028112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/3329904842091028112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/amor-e-o-olhar-total-que-nunca-pode.html' title='Amor é o olhar total, que nunca pode'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-8437871070983505637</id><published>2012-01-12T01:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-13T01:14:13.101Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ciência'/><title type='text'>Grandes Questões</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8437871070983505637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8437871070983505637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/grandes-questoes.html' title='Grandes Questões'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/r-kUjyUVtCs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-4698826979511963443</id><published>2012-01-12T01:23:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-12T01:27:04.370Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Política'/><title type='text'>"Contra Os Canhões, Marchar, Marchar!"</title><summary type='text'>"A necessidade urgente de reduzir as despesas do Estado tem servido de  justificação para tudo, mesmo para cortes além do que foi exigido pela troika  formada pela Comissão Europeia, o Banco Central Europeu e o Fundo Monetário  Internacional. E como não existem na economia compartimentos estanques, o  aumento das jornadas de trabalho e a redução das remunerações no sector estatal  repercute-se no</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/4698826979511963443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/4698826979511963443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/contra-os-canhoes-marchar-marchar.html' title='&quot;Contra Os Canhões, Marchar, Marchar!&quot;'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-8036779946523955454</id><published>2012-01-11T21:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T21:33:54.672Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>BACH</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8036779946523955454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8036779946523955454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/bach.html' title='BACH'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/M_LLFfFXaUA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-9019401740953329303</id><published>2012-01-11T21:29:00.007Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T21:53:34.955Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crónicas'/><title type='text'>Que ocultam e manifestam estes tempos?</title><summary type='text'>1. O ciclo litúrgico deste Natal chega  hoje ao fim. Para quem não liga à liturgia católica, o Dezembro de 2012, das  desejadas e incómodas festas natalícias, ainda vem longe. Começa para todos o  chamado tempo comum. Este ano não é assim tão comum. As notícias, a nível local  e internacional, só têm de comum, o facto de serem espantosamente perturbadoras. Dirão uns que  tem de ser mesmo assim, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/9019401740953329303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/9019401740953329303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/que-ocultam-e-manifestam-estes-tempos.html' title='Que ocultam e manifestam estes tempos?'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-2623216502456295983</id><published>2012-01-11T15:07:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T21:24:08.157Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indeléveis'/><title type='text'>Anjos a postos</title><summary type='text'>

[ Temos todos que aprender muito sobre tudo. Beijos x 4, linda JS ]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/2623216502456295983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/2623216502456295983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/anjos-postos.html' title='Anjos a postos'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/P25ThFhmyGA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-5577866650742125683</id><published>2012-01-11T03:06:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T03:48:33.931Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs/sites'/><title type='text'>A LIVREIRA ANARQUISTA</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='related' href='http://livreiranarquista.tumblr.com/' title='A LIVREIRA ANARQUISTA'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5577866650742125683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5577866650742125683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/museu-nacional-de-historia-natural-e-da.html' title='A LIVREIRA ANARQUISTA'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-3469652622723862744</id><published>2012-01-11T02:51:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T03:00:20.973Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ciência'/><title type='text'>Kepler 22-b</title><summary type='text'>



















"Não se sabe se é feito de rocha, gás ou líquido, mas sabe-se que tem uma temperatura à superfície que ronda os 22 graus Celsius. Já havia indicações sobre a sua existência, que agora foi confirmada pelos cientistas da missão Kepler da agência espacial norte-americana NASA. O Kepler 22-b é 2,4 vezes maior do que a Terra e é, até agora, o mais parecido com o Planeta Azul."
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/3469652622723862744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/3469652622723862744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/kepler-22-b.html' title='Kepler 22-b'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yz886eNH6ec/Twz4rpPWWWI/AAAAAAAAGWU/jwE9KMqbaLY/s72-c/364160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-1890650558706119774</id><published>2012-01-11T02:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T02:28:08.887Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Hora H</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/1890650558706119774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/1890650558706119774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/hora-h.html' title='Hora H'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/e1AcTKB9l2E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-2908113435616883507</id><published>2012-01-11T02:20:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T02:45:58.433Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escritos'/><title type='text'>Cruzes!</title><summary type='text'>Sempre associei os invejosos descontrolados às hienas; só de pensar que estes animais nascem com os olhos abertos e os dentes inteiramente formados...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/2908113435616883507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/2908113435616883507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/credo.html' title='Cruzes!'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-2731174749653298162</id><published>2012-01-11T02:18:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T03:04:19.777Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>"A arte de ser portuguesinho"</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/2731174749653298162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/2731174749653298162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-papao-do-anao.html' title='&quot;A arte de ser portuguesinho&quot;'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/w5_2baOwzas/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-9176566727033670390</id><published>2012-01-11T02:15:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T03:47:01.247Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fotografia'/><title type='text'>Ora bem...</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/9176566727033670390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/9176566727033670390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/um-dos-meus-herois.html' title='Ora bem...'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pjaBq6u-XZ4/TwzwodyXR_I/AAAAAAAAGWI/H1WEH0-Iifs/s72-c/JT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-4583643607844281674</id><published>2012-01-10T22:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-10T22:08:40.603Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs/sites'/><title type='text'>HORAS EXTRAORDINÁRIAS</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='related' href='http://horasextraordinarias.blogs.sapo.pt/' title='HORAS EXTRAORDINÁRIAS'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/4583643607844281674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/4583643607844281674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/horas-extraordinarias.html' title='HORAS EXTRAORDINÁRIAS'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-8765008186956650462</id><published>2012-01-10T22:04:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T04:02:56.331Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexões'/><title type='text'>"Só faz falta quem está"</title><summary type='text'>«Só faz falta quem cá está» é uma expressão bizarra. Soa a denegação, a  recalcamento, parece dizer o contrário do que diz, por excesso de esforço. É  evidente que sentimos «falta» de quem «não está», «falta» significa isso mesmo.  E não há ninguém que nunca sinta a «falta» de determinada pessoa em determinado  momento. Além disso, «só faz falta quem cá está» sugere que «quem está» talvez  não </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8765008186956650462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/8765008186956650462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/so-faz-falta-quem-esta.html' title='&quot;Só faz falta quem está&quot;'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-5587160661185264201</id><published>2012-01-10T22:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-10T22:08:59.510Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artes plásticas'/><title type='text'>RENÉ MAGRITTE</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5587160661185264201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/5587160661185264201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/rene-magritte.html' title='RENÉ MAGRITTE'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L6A4C8S4ukg/Twy2vzipQsI/AAAAAAAAGV8/aU_9oKh8gSk/s72-c/Ren%25C3%25A9%2BMagritte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-662747032101576076</id><published>2012-01-10T21:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-10T21:59:22.565Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crónicas'/><title type='text'>Eu sou sincero: não aprecio a sinceridade.</title><summary type='text'>Talvez o leitor já tenha reparado num flagelo que assola a sociedade portuguesa. É o flagelo da sinceridade. Há um número alarmante de pessoas para quem a sinceridade é um atributo estimável. Tanto que, ao que tenho testemunhado com cada vez maior frequência, anunciam a despropósito e sem pudor a sua própria sinceridade, normalmente antes de uma observação desagradável. Funciona assim: "Eu sou </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/662747032101576076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/662747032101576076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/eu-sou-sincero-nao-aprecio-sinceridade.html' title='Eu sou sincero: não aprecio a sinceridade.'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-7044801504633624820</id><published>2012-01-10T21:37:00.010Z</published><updated>2012-01-10T21:53:40.035Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indeléveis'/><title type='text'>Uma alegria nunca vem só</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/7044801504633624820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/7044801504633624820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-encanto-do-clarinete.html' title='Uma alegria nunca vem só'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7JEW6ldRtDQ/Twyy17BlGyI/AAAAAAAAGVw/UVyitknm_Sc/s72-c/lindo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-1098318389746264597</id><published>2012-01-10T21:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-10T21:33:04.050Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Bicicletas</title><summary type='text'>Por muito tempo amarei casas que existiam apenas
para guardar um bicicleta ou os remos de um bote
As casas interessantes não têm pretensão nenhuma
Estão perto de nós na hora necessária
mas a qualquer momento
com mais clareza
afastam-se das certezas que perdemos
e da imensidão que se avista de lá

Um velho provérbio diz:
Se deres um passo atrás, talvez te coloques a tempo
de uma estação clemente

</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/1098318389746264597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/1098318389746264597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/bicicletas.html' title='Bicicletas'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-2896075134497191461</id><published>2012-01-10T21:27:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-01-10T21:53:04.890Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>BENNY GOODMAN</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/2896075134497191461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426458144673943050/posts/default/2896075134497191461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldinaduarte.blogspot.com/2012/01/mina.html' title='BENNY GOODMAN'/><author><name>Aldina Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13529443046191852058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hBGtofyi-I/TsB58wAFj6I/AAAAAAAAGBE/tr43YeCPLVQ/s220/Mulheres%2Bao%2BEspelho%2B017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VOJBaxLw0TY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426458144673943050.post-9197740280343697990</id><published>2012-01-10T21:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-10T22:15:40.076Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexões'/><title type='text'>Instinto</title><summary type='text'>"O instinto tem a ver com memória e esquecimento. Dentro de  quem escreve e quem lê, há sempre um combate entre a memória e o que esquecemos,  e a criatividade tem muito a ver com o esquecimento."


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