tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39770454264857934102012-02-17T03:46:21.269ZMary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.comBlogger801100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-81302072082104987392007-05-23T11:50:00.000+01:002007-05-23T11:51:31.927+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQcbXKLClI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-TOqJTrqI4I/s1600-h/plutarco.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067706737097378386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQcbXKLClI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-TOqJTrqI4I/s320/plutarco.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Los cazadores atrapan las liebres con los perros; muchos hombres atrapan a los ignorantes con la adulación.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">PLUTARCO</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-8130207208210498739?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-72373568767607005812007-05-23T11:48:00.000+01:002007-05-23T11:49:42.521+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQcGXKLCkI/AAAAAAAAACs/06yxzao-xqQ/s1600-h/jenofonte.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067706376320125506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQcGXKLCkI/AAAAAAAAACs/06yxzao-xqQ/s320/jenofonte.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>La alabanza es el más dulce de los sonidos.</strong></span></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">JENOFONTE</span></strong></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-7237356876760700581?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-54193855055636009572007-05-23T11:46:00.000+01:002007-05-23T11:48:03.228+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQbkXKLCjI/AAAAAAAAACk/OYDUnYXLNM8/s1600-h/Charles+de+montesquieu.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067705792204573234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQbkXKLCjI/AAAAAAAAACk/OYDUnYXLNM8/s320/Charles+de+montesquieu.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Feliz el pueblo cuya historia se lee con aburrimiento.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">CHARLES DE MONTESQUIEU</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-5419385505563600957?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-66927302720052991322007-05-23T11:44:00.000+01:002007-05-23T11:46:05.862+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQbJXKLCiI/AAAAAAAAACc/EsTdTiL4xL8/s1600-h/oscar-wilde.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067705328348105250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQbJXKLCiI/AAAAAAAAACc/EsTdTiL4xL8/s320/oscar-wilde.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Los hombres casados son horriblemente aburridos cuando son buenos maridos, y abominablemente presumidos cuando no lo son.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">OSCAR WILDE</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-6692730272005299132?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-10023992649843666562007-05-23T11:42:00.000+01:002007-05-23T11:44:12.407+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQatnKLChI/AAAAAAAAACU/U9pxq76f3xo/s1600-h/Charles+Baudelaire.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067704851606735378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQatnKLChI/AAAAAAAAACU/U9pxq76f3xo/s320/Charles+Baudelaire.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Para trabajar basta estar convencido de una cosa: de que trabajar es menos aburrido que divertirse.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">CHARLES BAUDELAIRE</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-1002399264984366656?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-41139040969777613262007-05-23T11:40:00.000+01:002007-05-23T11:42:29.045+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQaT3KLCgI/AAAAAAAAACM/r0LEcqla2GM/s1600-h/Juan+Luis+Cebrian.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067704409225103874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQaT3KLCgI/AAAAAAAAACM/r0LEcqla2GM/s320/Juan+Luis+Cebrian.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Cuando queda tiempo para aburrirse, yo procuro aburrirme, porque el aburrimiento es una forma de descanso.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">JUAN LUIS CEBRIÁN</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-4113904096977761326?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-35015847574935846922007-05-23T11:38:00.000+01:002007-05-23T11:40:20.530+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQZz3KLCfI/AAAAAAAAACE/Zyv6nL4m058/s1600-h/George_chapman.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067703859469289970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQZz3KLCfI/AAAAAAAAACE/Zyv6nL4m058/s320/George_chapman.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Los aduladores se parecen a los amigos como los lobos a los perros.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">GEORGE CHAPMAN</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-3501584757493584692?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-26826752088437072452007-05-23T11:36:00.000+01:002007-05-23T11:38:30.646+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQZW3KLCeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/8tdCPI62YDE/s1600-h/William_Makepeace_Thackeray.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067703361253083618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQZW3KLCeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/8tdCPI62YDE/s320/William_Makepeace_Thackeray.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>El humor es una de las mejores prendas que se pueden vestir en sociedad.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-2682675208843707245?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-10843981427798238872007-05-23T11:35:00.000+01:002007-05-23T11:36:29.731+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQY9HKLCdI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uzx-mzt07H8/s1600-h/Thomas+Fuller.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067702918871452114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQY9HKLCdI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uzx-mzt07H8/s320/Thomas+Fuller.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Es amigo mío aquel que me socorre, no el que me compadece.</strong></span></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">THOMAS FULLER</span></strong></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-1084398142779823887?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-38902837569523033792007-05-23T11:33:00.000+01:002007-05-23T11:34:53.109+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQYhXKLCcI/AAAAAAAAABs/w7FAyjOh1hU/s1600-h/anne+louise+germaine+de+sta%C3%ABl.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067702442130082242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQYhXKLCcI/AAAAAAAAABs/w7FAyjOh1hU/s320/anne+louise+germaine+de+sta%C3%ABl.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>El amor es la historia de la vida de las mujeres y un episodio en la de los hombres.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">ANNE LOUISE GERMANINE DE STAËL</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-3890283756952303379?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-17890454690240204112007-05-23T11:30:00.000+01:002007-05-23T11:32:52.822+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQX_nKLCbI/AAAAAAAAABk/xxuj3Hyn5RA/s1600-h/Alphonse+Fran%C3%A7ois+Donatien+(Marqu%C3%A9s+de+Sade).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067701862309497266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RlQX_nKLCbI/AAAAAAAAABk/xxuj3Hyn5RA/s320/Alphonse+Fran%C3%A7ois+Donatien+(Marqu%C3%A9s+de+Sade).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>En el amor, todas las cumbres son borrascosas.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">ALPHONSE FRANÇOIS DONATIEN (Marqués de Sade)</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-1789045469024020411?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-601293736768524052007-05-15T10:12:00.000+01:002007-05-15T10:13:53.407+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/Rkl5mODvq3I/AAAAAAAAABc/tjUzcpQFPiY/s1600-h/Giovanni+Giacomo+Casanova.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064712953470626674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/Rkl5mODvq3I/AAAAAAAAABc/tjUzcpQFPiY/s320/Giovanni+Giacomo+Casanova.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>El amor no es más que una curiosidad.</strong></span></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">GIOVANNI GIACOMO CASANOVA</span></strong></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-60129373676852405?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-33346022983826334422007-05-15T10:10:00.000+01:002007-05-15T10:12:13.825+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/Rkl5OeDvq2I/AAAAAAAAABU/vRUG0WTKqsw/s1600-h/Aristoteles.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064712545448733538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/Rkl5OeDvq2I/AAAAAAAAABU/vRUG0WTKqsw/s320/Aristoteles.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Un amigo fiel es un alma en dos cuerpos.</strong></span></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">ARISTÓTELES</span></strong></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-3334602298382633442?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-87977978299405387552007-05-15T10:08:00.000+01:002007-05-15T10:09:53.972+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/Rkl4neDvq1I/AAAAAAAAABM/cvxRfXePgwQ/s1600-h/Paul+de+Kokc.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064711875433835346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/Rkl4neDvq1I/AAAAAAAAABM/cvxRfXePgwQ/s320/Paul+de+Kokc.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>La mejor manera de mantener tus amigos es no deberles ni prestarles nunca nada.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">PAUL DE KOCK</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-8797797829940538755?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-10901531740340994682007-05-15T10:06:00.000+01:002007-05-15T10:10:29.926+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/Rkl4KuDvq0I/AAAAAAAAABE/9nPHie3x0_I/s1600-h/Benjam%C3%ADn+Franklin.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064711381512596290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/Rkl4KuDvq0I/AAAAAAAAABE/9nPHie3x0_I/s320/Benjam%C3%ADn+Franklin.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Un hermano puede no se un amigo, pero un amigo será siempre un hermano.</strong></span></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">BENJAMÍN FRANKLIN</span></strong></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-1090153174034099468?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-82486841894263451062007-05-15T10:04:00.000+01:002007-05-15T10:06:08.686+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/Rkl3reDvqzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/R1WPohDsQkQ/s1600-h/Miguel+de+Cervantes+y+Saavedra.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064710844641684274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/Rkl3reDvqzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/R1WPohDsQkQ/s320/Miguel+de+Cervantes+y+Saavedra.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Pocas o ninguna vez se cumple con la ambición que no sea con daño a tercero.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">MIGUEL DE CERVANTES Y SAAVEDRA</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></strong> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-8248684189426345106?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-44020850673952566712007-05-15T10:01:00.000+01:002007-05-15T10:03:58.928+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/Rkl3E-DvqyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/IYg8rrTM-RQ/s1600-h/Jonathan+Swift.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064710183216720674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/Rkl3E-DvqyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/IYg8rrTM-RQ/s320/Jonathan+Swift.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>La ambición suele llevar a los hombres a ejecutar los menesteres más viles: por eso para trepar se adopata la misma postura que para arrastrarse.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">JONATHAN SWIFT</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-4402085067395256671?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-79433099701230365352007-05-09T09:27:00.000+01:002007-05-09T13:53:56.534+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RkGF6-DvqxI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WDcXQsIlu14/s1600-h/Giacomo+Leopardi.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062474704278760210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RkGF6-DvqxI/AAAAAAAAAAs/WDcXQsIlu14/s320/Giacomo+Leopardi.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Para la felicidad son menos nefastos los males que el aburrimiento.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">GIACOMO LEOPARDI</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-7943309970123036535?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-58702024163301903102007-05-09T09:24:00.000+01:002007-05-09T09:26:24.087+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RkGFYODvqwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/JdHE1eLWeag/s1600-h/Fran%C3%A7ois+Marie+Arouet+(voltaire).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062474107278306050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RkGFYODvqwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/JdHE1eLWeag/s320/Fran%C3%A7ois+Marie+Arouet+(voltaire).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>El secreto de aburrir a la gente consiste en decirlo todo.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">FRANÇOIS MARIE AROUET (VOLTAIRE)</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-5870202416330190310?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-32184155880352212332007-05-09T09:21:00.000+01:002007-05-09T09:24:09.444+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RkGEmeDvqvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/CRxTntnM9ng/s1600-h/Bertrand+Russell.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062473252579814130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RkGEmeDvqvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/CRxTntnM9ng/s320/Bertrand+Russell.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Para llevar una vida feliz es esencial una cierta capacidad de tolerancia al aburrimiento. La vida de los grandes hombres sólo ha sido emocionante durante unos pocos minutos transcendentales. Una generación que no soporta el aburrimiento será una generación de hombres de escasa valía.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">BERTRAND RUSELL</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-3218415588035221233?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-54543178070955334412007-05-09T09:17:00.000+01:002007-05-09T09:20:40.256+01:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RkGDy-DvquI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iFJigsxxlOY/s1600-h/anne+louise+germaine+de+sta%C3%ABl.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062472367816551138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/RkGDy-DvquI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iFJigsxxlOY/s320/anne+louise+germaine+de+sta%C3%ABl.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Cuando uno se halla habituado a una dulce monotonía, ya nunca, ni por una sola vez, apetece ningún género de distracciones, con el fin de no llegar a descubrir que se aburre todos los días.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">ANNE LOUISE GERMAINE DE STAËL</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-5454317807095533441?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-40353014851630621342007-05-03T22:30:00.000+01:002007-05-03T22:32:22.523+01:00<a href="http://www.escribeyloedito.com/Benaven.GIF"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.escribeyloedito.com/Benaven.GIF" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Lo peor que hacen los malos es obligarnos a dudar de los buenos.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">JACINTO BENAVENTE</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-4035301485163062134?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-20536648161023004552007-05-03T21:20:00.000+01:002007-05-03T21:22:30.977+01:00<a href="http://centros5.pntic.mec.es/ies.enrique.tierno.galvan2/TiernoA2C3.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://centros5.pntic.mec.es/ies.enrique.tierno.galvan2/TiernoA2C3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Es dificil ser bueno y fuerte a la vez. Y, por lo común cuando más fuerte se es menos razón se tiene.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">ENRIQUE TIERNO GALVÁN</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-2053664816102300455?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-48050945494845107182007-05-03T21:17:00.000+01:002007-05-03T21:19:06.263+01:00<a href="http://museovirtual.csic.es/profesores/conf/olmos/img_olmos/gghh.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://museovirtual.csic.es/profesores/conf/olmos/img_olmos/gghh.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>La belleza que atrae rara vez coincide con la belleza que enamora.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">JOSÉ ORTEGA Y GASSET</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-4805094549484510718?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-81212548263383599212007-05-03T21:14:00.000+01:002007-05-03T21:16:58.935+01:00<a href="http://www.diegomanuel.com.ar/ricos/ricos1/jorge-luis-borges.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.diegomanuel.com.ar/ricos/ricos1/jorge-luis-borges.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>La belleza es ese misterio hermoso que no descifran ni la pscología ni la retórica.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">JORGE LUIS BORGES</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-8121254826338359921?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-78467344096628490362007-05-03T21:10:00.000+01:002007-05-03T21:11:41.803+01:00<a href="http://www.heideggeriana.com.ar/imagenes/Ernst_Junger_en_1948.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.heideggeriana.com.ar/imagenes/Ernst_Junger_en_1948.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Necesito autoridad, aunque no crea en ella.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">ERNST JÜNGER</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-7846734409662849036?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-30150606044655135662007-05-03T21:07:00.000+01:002007-05-03T21:08:57.951+01:00<a href="http://clio.rediris.es/n33/n33/fotosestetica/fotosestetica/6.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://clio.rediris.es/n33/n33/fotosestetica/fotosestetica/6.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>La verdad es hija del tiempo, no de la autoridad.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">FRANCIS BACON</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-3015060604465513566?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-44620460447044467552007-05-03T21:05:00.000+01:002007-05-03T21:06:43.382+01:00<a href="http://www.mlahanas.de/Greeks/NewArts/Papas1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.mlahanas.de/Greeks/NewArts/Papas1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>El arte no puede ser pobre.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">IRENE PAPAS</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-4462046044704446755?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-43865080363048184472007-05-03T21:02:00.000+01:002007-05-03T21:05:05.489+01:00<a href="http://www.raremapsandbooks.com/images/feb8-2vol-germany.jpeg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.raremapsandbooks.com/images/feb8-2vol-germany.jpeg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Las mujeres y la música nunca deben tener fecha.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">OLIVEIRO GOLDSMITH</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-4386508036304818447?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-92065762015554120522007-05-03T11:21:00.000+01:002007-05-03T11:22:43.488+01:00<a href="http://www.filosofia.as/as1/campoamo.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.filosofia.as/as1/campoamo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Aunque el amor suele morir de hartura, lo que nunca se hastía es la ternura.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">RAMON DE CAMPOAMOR</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-9206576201555412052?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-88798689290207354692007-05-03T11:16:00.000+01:002007-05-03T11:18:57.274+01:00<a href="http://mek.oszk.hu/01300/01391/html/images/134.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://mek.oszk.hu/01300/01391/html/images/134.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>No hay castos; sólo hay enfermos, hipócritas, maniáticos y locos.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">ANATOLE FRANCE</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-8879868929020735469?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-54511195000313242372007-05-03T10:54:00.000+01:002007-05-03T11:04:45.163+01:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><a href="http://www.humnet.ucla.edu/humnet/c1718cs/Drydnpor.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.humnet.ucla.edu/humnet/c1718cs/Drydnpor.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"><br />El amor es la más noble flaqueza del espíritu</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">JOHN DRYDEN<br /></span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-5451119500031324237?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-17420896200654431102007-05-02T23:02:00.000+01:002007-05-02T23:03:35.777+01:00<a href="http://static.flickr.com/15/20797323_dcb0be8fa0.jpg?v=0"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/15/20797323_dcb0be8fa0.jpg?v=0" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>El hombre ama poco y a menudo; la mujer mucho y raramente.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">JAN BASTA</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-1742089620065443110?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-4824887790075563442007-05-02T22:56:00.000+01:002007-05-02T22:57:23.590+01:00<a href="http://www.wisdomportal.com/Emerson/Emerson(4x6).jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.wisdomportal.com/Emerson/Emerson(4x6).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Un amigo es una persona con la que se puede pensar en voz alta.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">RALPH WALDO EMERSON</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-482488779007556344?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-86956245615898991612007-05-02T22:52:00.000+01:002007-05-02T22:54:32.383+01:00<a href="http://www.elrefranista.com.ar/personas/img/ciceron.gif"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.elrefranista.com.ar/personas/img/ciceron.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>La confidencia corrompe la amistad; el mucho contacto la consume; el respeto la conserva.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">MARCO TULIO CICERÓN</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-8695624561589899161?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-56959737614838275192007-05-02T22:49:00.000+01:002007-05-02T22:51:04.042+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://www.theitalians.com.au/theitalians/Images/LRG/161154.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.theitalians.com.au/theitalians/Images/LRG/161154.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>La ambición es el estiércol de la gloria.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>PIETRO ARETINO</strong><br /></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-5695973761483827519?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-35934780041864513932007-05-02T22:46:00.000+01:002007-05-02T22:48:42.299+01:00<a href="http://www.stanford.edu/~kshang/pix/art%20studio/Seneca.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.stanford.edu/~kshang/pix/art%20studio/Seneca.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Prefiero molestar con la verdad que complacer con adulaciones.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">LUCIO ANNEO SÉNECA</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-3593478004186451393?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-60074207116473263952007-05-02T16:10:00.000+01:002007-05-02T16:12:02.339+01:00<a href="http://blogs.ya.com/lascosasdedontonino/files/groucho.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://blogs.ya.com/lascosasdedontonino/files/groucho.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>En las fiestas no te sientes jamás, puede sentarse a tu lado alguien que no te guste.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">JULIUS MARX (GROUCHO)</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-6007420711647326395?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-30700666549644996822007-05-02T16:07:00.000+01:002007-05-02T16:09:02.752+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://www.samuelbeckett.it/beckett_di_bulighin.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.samuelbeckett.it/beckett_di_bulighin.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Nuestro tiempo es tan excitante que a las personas sólo puede chocarnos el aburrimiento.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>SAMUEL BECKETT</strong><br /></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-3070066654964499682?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-33654518129587037382007-05-02T16:04:00.000+01:002007-05-02T16:06:28.882+01:00<a href="http://www.aboutfacesentertainers.com/images/caricature/artists/berry_s/berry_s_einstein.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.aboutfacesentertainers.com/images/caricature/artists/berry_s/berry_s_einstein.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Yo nunca pienso en el futuro, llega demasiado deprisa.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">ALBERT EINSTEIN</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">Enviado por: Pilar Iglesias</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-3365451812958703738?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-2493355873766444992007-05-02T15:58:00.000+01:002007-05-02T16:03:29.403+01:00<a href="http://library.thinkquest.org/4004/media/chopin.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://library.thinkquest.org/4004/media/chopin.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Probablemente no tengo más paciencia que cualquier otro, la única diferencia es que yo sé emplearla como es debido. </strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">FREDERIC CHOPIN</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">Enviado por: Pilar Iglesias</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-249335587376644499?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-81715384489350506942007-04-27T22:55:00.000+01:002007-04-27T22:57:25.067+01:00<a href="http://photos22.flickr.com/29317222_6dc82a7f1d_o.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos22.flickr.com/29317222_6dc82a7f1d_o.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>La literatura es mentir bien la verdad.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">JUAN CARLOS ONETTI</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-8171538448935050694?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-23836406245446837342007-04-27T22:45:00.000+01:002007-04-27T22:47:37.586+01:00<a href="http://www.nndb.com/people/419/000044287/maurier-sm.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.nndb.com/people/419/000044287/maurier-sm.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>A veces sucede así en la vida: cuando son los caballos los que han trabajado, es el cochero el que recibe la propina.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">DAPHNÉ DU MAURIER</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-2383640624544683734?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-69064418955941205272007-04-27T22:43:00.000+01:002007-04-27T22:44:45.721+01:00<a href="http://www.clubcultura.com/clubliteratura/cela/celagr.gif"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.clubcultura.com/clubliteratura/cela/celagr.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Lo malo de quienes se creen en posesión de la verdad es que cuando tienen que demostrarlo no aciertan ni una.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">CAMILO JOSÉ CELA</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-6906441895594120527?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-45621962065577170982007-04-27T22:39:00.000+01:002007-04-27T22:42:37.984+01:00<a href="http://www.biografica.info/fotos/SAN5.png"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.biografica.info/fotos/SAN5.png" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Lo verdadero es demasiado sencillo, pero siempre se llega a ello por lo más complicado.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">AURORE DUPIN (GEORGE SAND)</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></strong> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-4562196206557717098?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-18831006985921269892007-04-27T22:37:00.000+01:002007-04-27T22:39:17.921+01:00<a href="http://landesregierung.schleswig-holstein.de/coremedia/generator/Aktueller_20Bestand/A__Bilder/StK/Maximalansicht/Personen/VIP/max__planck,property=originalSize.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://landesregierung.schleswig-holstein.de/coremedia/generator/Aktueller_20Bestand/A__Bilder/StK/Maximalansicht/Personen/VIP/max__planck,property=originalSize.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>La verdad no triunfa jamás, pero sus adversarios acaban por morir.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">MAX PLANCK</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-1883100698592126989?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-64913393051658202092007-04-26T22:43:00.000+01:002007-04-26T22:45:38.993+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://www.ucm.es/info/especulo/numero6/opaz1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.ucm.es/info/especulo/numero6/opaz1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>La poesía es el punto de intersección entre el poder divino y la libertad humana.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">OCTAVIO PAZ<br /></span></strong><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-6491339305165820209?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-31309854241262970202007-04-26T22:36:00.000+01:002007-04-26T22:38:21.328+01:00<a href="http://www.biografiasyvidas.com/biografia/l/fotos/lutero.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.biografiasyvidas.com/biografia/l/fotos/lutero.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>La medicina hace enfermos; la matemática, tristes; y la teología, gente pecadora.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">MARTIN LUTERO</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-3130985424126297020?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-68921214953176724702007-04-26T22:31:00.000+01:002007-04-26T22:33:42.801+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://nueva.adesasoc.org/images/cita.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://nueva.adesasoc.org/images/cita.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Dos veces hace el favor al que lo necesita quien lo hace rápidamente.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">PUBLIO SIRO</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Enviado por: Julio Obeso Gónzalez<br /></span></div></span></strong><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-6892121495317672470?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-46721447516833115772007-04-26T22:18:00.000+01:002007-04-26T22:24:05.578+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://www.casadellibro.com/img/autores/virgilio.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.casadellibro.com/img/autores/virgilio.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">F</span><span style="color:#cc0000;">eliz quien pudo conocer las causas de las cosas.</span></strong> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>PUBLIO VIRGILIO MARON</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;"><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">Enviado por: Julio Obeso Gónzalez<br /></span></div></strong></span><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-4672144751683311577?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-51995038361696434402007-04-26T22:09:00.000+01:002007-04-26T22:14:49.993+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://www.plantingfields.org/11_03/Mark%20Twain.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.plantingfields.org/11_03/Mark%20Twain.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Si dices la vedad, no tendrás que acordarte de nada.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">MARK TWAIN</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">Enviado por: Mary Sol Pérez</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-5199503836169643440?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-10669429021865635502007-04-26T18:06:00.000+01:002007-04-26T18:07:42.070+01:00<a href="http://www.larramendi.es/Poligrafos/Imagenes/feijoo.jpeg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.larramendi.es/Poligrafos/Imagenes/feijoo.jpeg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Para quien ama la lisonja, es enemigo quien no es adulador.</strong></span></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">FRAY BENITO JERÓNIMO FEIJOO Y MONTENEGRO</span></strong></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-1066942902186563550?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-59219108195841962802007-04-26T18:03:00.000+01:002007-04-26T18:04:57.279+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://www4.gvsu.edu/wrightd/Women%20Writers/ArenalCocepcion.jpeg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www4.gvsu.edu/wrightd/Women%20Writers/ArenalCocepcion.jpeg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>El tedio es una enfermedad del entendimiento que no acomete sino a los ociosos.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">CONCEPCIÓN ARENAL<br /></span></strong><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-5921910819584196280?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-69098629781515265842007-04-26T18:00:00.000+01:002007-04-26T18:02:58.325+01:00<a href="http://c250.columbia.edu/images/c250_celebrates/remarkable_columbians/240x240_fadiman.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://c250.columbia.edu/images/c250_celebrates/remarkable_columbians/240x240_fadiman.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Aburrirse en el momento adecuado es signo de inteligencia.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">CLIFTON FADIMAN</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-6909862978151526584?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-15868180057328854362007-04-26T17:57:00.000+01:002007-04-26T17:59:53.697+01:00<a href="http://www.the-telfords.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/images/flo1.gif"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.the-telfords.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/images/flo1.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Lo importante no es lo que nos hace el destino, sino lo que nosotros hacemos de él.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-1586818005732885436?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-10881036617845503982007-04-26T14:34:00.000+01:002007-04-26T14:36:00.412+01:00<a href="http://taller.fotobloc.net/galeries/albums/userpics/10009/normal_lampara.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://taller.fotobloc.net/galeries/albums/userpics/10009/normal_lampara.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>¿Qué ve el ciego, aunque se le ponga una lámpara en la mano?</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">PROBERVIO HINDÚ</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-1088103661784550398?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-11896745865714529092007-04-26T13:28:00.000+01:002007-04-26T13:30:44.725+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://www.poemas-del-alma.com/bios/francisco-de-quevedo-1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.poemas-del-alma.com/bios/francisco-de-quevedo-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong> Bien puede haber puñalada sin lisonja, más pocas veces hay lisonja sin puñalada.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">FRANCISCO DE QUEVEDO</span><br /></strong></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-1189674586571452909?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-67130951489921270802007-04-26T13:25:00.000+01:002007-04-26T13:27:17.864+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://www.poesiefestival.de/_poesiefestival2005/img/632505591995576.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.poesiefestival.de/_poesiefestival2005/img/632505591995576.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Sin perspectiva (sincrónica o diacrónica), nos situamos en un presente perpetuo en el que no cabe plantearse siquiera si lo que existe empezó a existir alguna vez.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">CHANTAL MAILLARD </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Enviado por: Víctor Gómez Ferrer<br /></span></div></span></strong><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-6713095148992127080?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-17715627782293957882007-04-26T13:20:00.000+01:002007-04-26T13:22:24.953+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://www.iclab.it/html/manera/rivas.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.iclab.it/html/manera/rivas.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Hay que tener una cierta precaución con los individuos que presumen de dormir con la conciencia tranquila. ¿Para qué sirve una conciencia tranquila? A la conciencia es mejor tenerla intranquila, en vela, digo yo. Nadie presume de un oído tranquilo, ni de un olfato tranquilo. Tanta tranquilidad resulta perturbadora. Hay verdaderos energúmenos de la conciencia tranquila. Son capaces de darte con la conciencia en la cabeza. Y se quedan tan tranquilos. </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">MANUEL RIVAS</span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color:#000000;">Enviado por: Víctor Gómez Ferrer</span><br /></span></div></strong></span><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-1771562778229395788?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-3697387365458373802007-04-26T13:17:00.000+01:002007-04-26T13:20:30.671+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://www.elizagipuzkoa.org/idatz/PortadaHandiak_beste_argitaletxeak/Explorar0003.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.elizagipuzkoa.org/idatz/PortadaHandiak_beste_argitaletxeak/Explorar0003.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>La moral no hace al hombre bueno.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>J.I.GONZÁLEZ FAUS</strong><br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;">Enviado por: Víctor Gomez Ferrer</span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-369738736545837380?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-54637661928515201612007-04-26T12:09:00.000+01:002007-04-26T12:11:05.788+01:00<a href="http://www.nndb.com/people/771/000087510/unamuno-sm.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.nndb.com/people/771/000087510/unamuno-sm.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Un pedante es un estúpido adulterado por el estudio.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">MIGUEL DE UNAMUNO</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-5463766192851520161?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-85983229234564231972007-04-26T11:59:00.000+01:002007-04-26T12:01:15.792+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://www.lndnoticias.com.ar/arquimedes/textos/Ramon%20Y%20cajal%201.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.lndnoticias.com.ar/arquimedes/textos/Ramon%20Y%20cajal%201.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>La verdad es un ácido corrosivo que salpica siempre al que la maneja.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>SANTIAGO RAMÓN Y CAJAL</strong><br /></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-8598322923456423197?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-69665421637322041832007-04-26T11:49:00.000+01:002007-04-26T11:56:57.994+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://www.brevespacio.com/personajes/nerubio.gif"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.brevespacio.com/personajes/nerubio.gif" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong> La timidez es una condición ajena al corazón, una categoría, una dimensión que desemboca en soledad.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">PABLO NERUDA<br /></span></strong><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-6966542163732204183?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-48667357573576098512007-04-26T11:22:00.000+01:002007-04-26T11:32:45.351+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://biografias.virtuales.org/t/r_tagore_01.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://biografias.virtuales.org/t/r_tagore_01.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Si lloras por no ver el sol, las lágrimas no te dejarán ver las estrellas.</strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">R. TAGORE</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Enviada por: Sandra G. Garrido</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-4866735757357609851?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-61254618905708809642007-04-26T09:19:00.000+01:002007-04-26T09:21:00.645+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://www.geocities.com/CapitolHill/9820/ortega.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.geocities.com/CapitolHill/9820/ortega.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Toda palabra dice algo más de lo que debiera y también menos de lo que debiera expresar</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">JOSÉ ORTEGA Y GASSET</span></strong><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-6125461890570880964?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-12978848680236802962007-04-26T09:13:00.000+01:002007-04-26T09:16:59.787+01:00<a href="http://www.reportajes.org/wp-content/uploads/2006/02/orson-welles.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.reportajes.org/wp-content/uploads/2006/02/orson-welles.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Muchas personas están demasiado educadas para hablar con la boca llena, pero no se preocupan por hacerlo con la cabeza hueca.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">ORSON WELLES</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-1297884868023680296?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-49441606211627893152007-04-26T09:10:00.000+01:002007-04-26T09:11:52.023+01:00<a href="http://www.mundocitas.com/fotos/774.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.mundocitas.com/fotos/774.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Después de la verdad, nada hay tan bello como la ficción.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">ANTONIO MACHADO</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-4944160621162789315?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-80938313457822131962007-04-26T08:59:00.000+01:002007-04-26T09:01:40.627+01:00<a href="http://www.jerryjazzmusician.com/pics/pb-5.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.jerryjazzmusician.com/pics/pb-5.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Para los que no tenemos religión, nuestro Dios es el trabajo.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">PAUL BOWLES</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-8093831345782213196?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-25286614376618267672007-04-26T08:56:00.000+01:002007-04-26T08:57:35.909+01:00<a href="http://www.haplessdilettante.com/images1/beckett.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.haplessdilettante.com/images1/beckett.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Los moralistas son personas que se rascan allí donde a otros les pica.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">SAMUEL BECKETT</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-2528661437661826767?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-43854892373154090812007-04-26T08:28:00.000+01:002007-04-26T08:32:48.893+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://www.obcgs.com/firstwomen/buck.gif"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.obcgs.com/firstwomen/buck.gif" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Muchas persona se pierden las pequeñas alegrías mientras aguardan la gran felicidad.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">PEARL S. BUCK</span></strong><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-4385489237315409081?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-39267613656624584692007-04-26T08:24:00.000+01:002007-04-26T08:32:23.885+01:00<a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/e/e1/La_Fontaine_par_Rigaud.jpg/350px-La_Fontaine_par_Rigaud.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/e/e1/La_Fontaine_par_Rigaud.jpg/350px-La_Fontaine_par_Rigaud.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Todo adulador vive a expensas de quien le escucha.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">JEAN DE LA FONTAINE</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-3926761365662458469?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com51tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-63338180315469261052007-04-26T08:18:00.000+01:002007-04-26T08:20:27.679+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://www.danielcasado.com/web/contenido/Derivas/febrero2006/josehierro.gif"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.danielcasado.com/web/contenido/Derivas/febrero2006/josehierro.gif" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">La poesía se escribe cuando ella quiere.</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">JOSÉ HIERRO<br /></span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-6333818031546926105?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-89485746984960768452007-04-26T08:15:00.000+01:002007-04-26T08:17:50.614+01:00<a href="http://www.constitucion.es/a1978-2003/cronologia/1978/images/1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.constitucion.es/a1978-2003/cronologia/1978/images/1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>La poesía es el sentimiento que le sobra al corazón y te sale por la mano.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">CARMEN CONDE</span></strong></div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-8948574698496076845?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-78822097276426261652007-04-26T08:11:00.000+01:002007-04-26T08:15:07.536+01:00<a href="http://www.educared.org.ar/guiadeletras/images/celaya.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.educared.org.ar/guiadeletras/images/celaya.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">A veces, unos puntos suspensivos a tiempo resultan más profundos que un verso archipensado</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">GABRIEL CELAYA</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-7882209727642626165?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-12828809648588425022007-04-25T23:19:00.000+01:002007-04-25T23:22:28.972+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://www.geocities.com/Athens/Acropolis/2216/clsctexts/EHubbard_Lusitania.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.geocities.com/Athens/Acropolis/2216/clsctexts/EHubbard_Lusitania.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;"> Un amigo es uno que lo sabe todo de ti y a pesar de ello te quiere.</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span style="color:#000000;">ELBERT HUBBARD</span><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-1282880964858842502?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-12431609990788617182007-04-25T23:11:00.000+01:002007-04-25T23:12:57.414+01:00<a href="http://www.espacefrancais.com/Images/Biographies/balzac.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.espacefrancais.com/Images/Biographies/balzac.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">El amor es la poesía de los sentidos.</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#333333;">HONORÉ DE BALZAC</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-1243160999078861718?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-14011993677353477452007-04-25T23:01:00.000+01:002007-04-25T23:03:48.824+01:00<a href="http://www2.ac-lyon.fr/enseigne/lettres/louise/images/platon.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www2.ac-lyon.fr/enseigne/lettres/louise/images/platon.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">No dejes crecer la hierba en el camino de la amistad</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">PLATÓN</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-1401199367735347745?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-77202365276449926542007-04-25T22:55:00.000+01:002007-04-25T23:01:25.726+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/e/ee/Lord_Byron_in_Albanian_dress.jpg/250px-Lord_Byron_in_Albanian_dress.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/e/ee/Lord_Byron_in_Albanian_dress.jpg/250px-Lord_Byron_in_Albanian_dress.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> <strong>La sangre sirve sólo para lavar las manos de la ambición</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong>LORD GEORGE GORDON BYRON<br /></div></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-7720236527644992654?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-20930037095315058172007-04-25T22:37:00.000+01:002007-04-25T23:00:02.009+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://www.eloymcebrian.com/images/quintiliano.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.eloymcebrian.com/images/quintiliano.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> La ambición es un vicio, pero puede ser madre de la virtud.</span></div><div align="center"><strong>MARCO FABiO QUINTILIANO</strong><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-2093003709531505817?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3977045426485793410.post-25821271731961441142007-04-25T22:33:00.000+01:002007-04-25T22:37:28.533+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/Ri_JWODvqtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jrrbS2xTrvY/s1600-h/Pessoa.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057482290128464594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wq9DGNZtrOk/Ri_JWODvqtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jrrbS2xTrvY/s320/Pessoa.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#3333ff;"> </span><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Ser poeta no es una ambición mía, es mi manera de estar solo.</strong></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong>FERNANDO PESSOA</strong> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3977045426485793410-2582127173196144114?l=desdeotros.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mary Sol y Maribelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07353275824995735880noreply@blogger.com0