<?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-8026097360943418240</id><updated>2012-02-14T09:37:17.757Z</updated><category term='LEZIONI'/><category term='poesia'/><category term='canzoni'/><category term='soluzioni'/><category term='suggerimenti'/><category term='r'/><category term='AUTO'/><category term='sensazioni'/><category term='consigli'/><category term='belle parole'/><category term='divagazioni'/><category term='emozioni'/><category term='riflessioni'/><category term='natale 2008'/><category term='lettura mano'/><category term='per ridere'/><category term='fantasia'/><category term='escursioni'/><title type='text'>alla ricerca di.....</title><subtitle type='html'>pensieri,ricordi,emozioni,riflessioni e divagazioni</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>482</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-4531403302325425293</id><published>2012-02-14T08:43:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-02-14T09:37:17.763Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uu11XgGWUF8/TzorKKB9yiI/AAAAAAAABx8/kI2Y_TKiMTQ/s1600/29981_118954998135341_100000625254294_159569_1560469_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uu11XgGWUF8/TzorKKB9yiI/AAAAAAAABx8/kI2Y_TKiMTQ/s400/29981_118954998135341_100000625254294_159569_1560469_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708922931136809506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ma quell'amore che era una certezza, si è assopito con l'ultima carezza&lt;br /&gt;Ha ripiegato pian piano le sue foglie, rinunciando per ora alle sue voglie&lt;br /&gt;L'anima mia per questo s'è ammalata, non sogna più&lt;br /&gt;e resta addormentata...&lt;br /&gt;Prima che il vuoto tutti ci divori, che venga venga presto&lt;br /&gt;il tempo in cui ci si innamori..."&lt;br /&gt;Roberto Lerici&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-4531403302325425293?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/4531403302325425293/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=4531403302325425293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/4531403302325425293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/4531403302325425293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2012/02/ma-quellamore-che-era-una-certezza-si-e.html' title=''/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uu11XgGWUF8/TzorKKB9yiI/AAAAAAAABx8/kI2Y_TKiMTQ/s72-c/29981_118954998135341_100000625254294_159569_1560469_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-8678378530034733435</id><published>2012-02-11T07:18:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-02-11T07:35:43.823Z</updated><title type='text'>LA ROSA BIANCA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xVPnhZaQqNs/TzYW25SEE9I/AAAAAAAABxw/Ts2s3pa6fTE/s1600/185625_1868459436408_1388751204_2107924_7385558_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xVPnhZaQqNs/TzYW25SEE9I/AAAAAAAABxw/Ts2s3pa6fTE/s400/185625_1868459436408_1388751204_2107924_7385558_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707774710084015058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coltivo una rosa bianca&lt;br /&gt;In luglio come in gennaio&lt;br /&gt;Per l’amico sincero&lt;br /&gt;Che mi dà la sua mano franca&lt;br /&gt;Per chi mi vuol male e mi stanca&lt;br /&gt;Questo cuore con cui vivo&lt;br /&gt;Cardi nè ortiche coltivo&lt;br /&gt;Coltivo una rosa bianca.&lt;br /&gt;Josè Martì, rivoluzionario Cubano e Bolivariano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-8678378530034733435?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/8678378530034733435/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=8678378530034733435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8678378530034733435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8678378530034733435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2012/02/la-rosa-bianca.html' title='LA ROSA BIANCA'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xVPnhZaQqNs/TzYW25SEE9I/AAAAAAAABxw/Ts2s3pa6fTE/s72-c/185625_1868459436408_1388751204_2107924_7385558_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-4958987944330534573</id><published>2012-02-02T10:57:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-02T10:58:41.597Z</updated><title type='text'>PREFERISCO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EvT__TdJmZ0/TypsTcT846I/AAAAAAAABxY/tNw9hoZYA-E/s1600/27223_1425620367192_1433265637_31198618_71480_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EvT__TdJmZ0/TypsTcT846I/AAAAAAAABxY/tNw9hoZYA-E/s400/27223_1425620367192_1433265637_31198618_71480_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704490959291343778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco il cinema.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco i gatti.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco le querce sul fiume Warta.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco Dickens a Dostoevskij.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco me che vuol bene alla gente, a me che ama l'umanità.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco avere sottomano ago e filo.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco il colore verde.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco non affermare che l'intelletto ha la colpa di tutto.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco le eccezioni.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco uscire prima.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco parlar d'altro coi medici.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco le vecchie illustrazioni a tratteggio.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco il ridicolo di scrivere poesie, al ridicolo di non scriverne.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco in amore gli anniversari non tondi, da festeggiare ogni giorno.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco i moralisti che non promettono nulla.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco una bontà avveduta a una credulona.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco la terra in borghese.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco i paesi conquistati a quelli conquistatori.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco avere delle riserve.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco l'inferno del caos all'inferno dell'ordine.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco le favole dei Grimm alle prime pagine. &lt;br /&gt;Preferisco foglie senza fiori che fiori senza foglie.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco i cani con la coda non tagliata.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco gli occhi chiari perché li ho scuri.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco i cassetti.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco molte cose che qui non ho menzionato&lt;br /&gt;a molte pure qui non menzionate.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco gli zeri alla rinfusa che non allineati in una cifra.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco il tempo degli insetti a quello siderale.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco toccar ferro.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco non chiedere per quanto ancora e quando.&lt;br /&gt;Preferisco considerare persino la possibilità&lt;br /&gt;che l'essere abbia una sua ragione&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-4958987944330534573?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/4958987944330534573/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=4958987944330534573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/4958987944330534573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/4958987944330534573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2012/02/preferisco.html' title='PREFERISCO...'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EvT__TdJmZ0/TypsTcT846I/AAAAAAAABxY/tNw9hoZYA-E/s72-c/27223_1425620367192_1433265637_31198618_71480_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-3017909117821449416</id><published>2012-02-02T10:27:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-02-02T10:29:38.881Z</updated><title type='text'>Scrivere un curriculum (da "Vista con granello di sabbia")</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GMeEd3cLdus/TypljLQpS3I/AAAAAAAABxM/uyvn4R7RROE/s1600/1266506730000_creativandopiattosognami.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GMeEd3cLdus/TypljLQpS3I/AAAAAAAABxM/uyvn4R7RROE/s400/1266506730000_creativandopiattosognami.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704483533010586482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che cos'e' necessario?&lt;br /&gt;E' necessario scrivere una domanda,&lt;br /&gt;e alla domanda allegare il curriculum.&lt;br /&gt;... A prescindere da quanto si e' vissuto&lt;br /&gt;e' bene che il curriculum sia breve.&lt;br /&gt;E' d'obbligo concisione e selezione dei fatti.&lt;br /&gt;Cambiare paesaggi in indirizzi&lt;br /&gt;e malcerti ricordi in date fisse.&lt;br /&gt;Di tutti gli amori basta quello coniugale,&lt;br /&gt;e dei bambini solo quelli nati.&lt;br /&gt;Conta di piu' chi ti conosce di chi conosci tu.&lt;br /&gt;I viaggi solo se all'estero.&lt;br /&gt;L'appartenenza a un che, ma senza perche'.&lt;br /&gt;Onorificenze senza motivazione.&lt;br /&gt;Scrivi come se non parlassi mai con te stesso&lt;br /&gt;e ti evitassi.&lt;br /&gt;Sorvola su cani, gatti e uccelli,&lt;br /&gt;cianfrusaglie del passato, amici e sogni.&lt;br /&gt;Meglio il prezzo che il valore&lt;br /&gt;e il titolo che il contenuto.&lt;br /&gt;Meglio il numero di scarpa, che non dove va&lt;br /&gt;colui per cui ti scambiano.&lt;br /&gt;Aggiungi una foto con l'orecchio in vista.&lt;br /&gt;E' la sua forma che conta, non cio' che sente.&lt;br /&gt;Cosa si sente?&lt;br /&gt;Il fragore delle macchine che tritano la carta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-3017909117821449416?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/3017909117821449416/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=3017909117821449416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3017909117821449416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3017909117821449416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2012/02/scrivere-un-curriculum-da-vista-con.html' title='Scrivere un curriculum (da &quot;Vista con granello di sabbia&quot;)'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GMeEd3cLdus/TypljLQpS3I/AAAAAAAABxM/uyvn4R7RROE/s72-c/1266506730000_creativandopiattosognami.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-1788811308844201547</id><published>2012-02-02T09:46:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-02-02T09:47:31.088Z</updated><title type='text'>OGGI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hM2OAPtH9Fk/TypbrD4uKWI/AAAAAAAABxA/Ql3PtBcORLc/s1600/DSC_7594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hM2OAPtH9Fk/TypbrD4uKWI/AAAAAAAABxA/Ql3PtBcORLc/s400/DSC_7594.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704472673353869666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Robbè, che te frega delle tristezze, lo sai qual è l’età più bella? Te lo dico io qual è. E’ quella che uno c’ha. Giorno per giorno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Il sorpasso, Dino Risi)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-1788811308844201547?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/1788811308844201547/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=1788811308844201547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1788811308844201547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1788811308844201547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2012/02/oggi.html' title='OGGI'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hM2OAPtH9Fk/TypbrD4uKWI/AAAAAAAABxA/Ql3PtBcORLc/s72-c/DSC_7594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-5577531076682089104</id><published>2012-01-31T07:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-31T07:28:49.477Z</updated><title type='text'>LA SOLUZIONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RM8PTfrfdek/TyeYK6nVWhI/AAAAAAAABwo/98qfQtsDimU/s1600/36368_1421180981247_1584364449_940114_4906878_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RM8PTfrfdek/TyeYK6nVWhI/AAAAAAAABwo/98qfQtsDimU/s400/36368_1421180981247_1584364449_940114_4906878_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703694766388369938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con forza interiore e stabilità mentale, noi possiamo sopportare tutti i tipi di avversità.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-5577531076682089104?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/5577531076682089104/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=5577531076682089104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5577531076682089104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5577531076682089104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2012/01/la-soluzione.html' title='LA SOLUZIONE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RM8PTfrfdek/TyeYK6nVWhI/AAAAAAAABwo/98qfQtsDimU/s72-c/36368_1421180981247_1584364449_940114_4906878_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-3678182286106250700</id><published>2012-01-28T07:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-28T07:56:43.723Z</updated><title type='text'>PRIORITA'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zr9_-chPBCc/TyOqMvQE5GI/AAAAAAAABwc/irg-_zhWF-w/s1600/sirena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zr9_-chPBCc/TyOqMvQE5GI/AAAAAAAABwc/irg-_zhWF-w/s400/sirena.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702588689000227938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‎Devo imparare a voler bene allo stupido che è in me: quello che è troppo sensibilie, che parla troppo, corre troppi rischi, qualche volta vince e troppo spesso perde, che non ha autocontrollo, che ama e odia, fa male e si fa male, promette e non mantiene le promesse, ride e piange. Solo LUI mi protegge da quel tiranno autoritario e sempre troppo equlibrato che vive in me e che, se non fosse per il mio lato stupido, mi ruberebbe la vitalità, l'umiltà e la dignità.&lt;br /&gt;(Rubin)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-3678182286106250700?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/3678182286106250700/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=3678182286106250700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3678182286106250700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3678182286106250700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2012/01/priorita.html' title='PRIORITA&apos;'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zr9_-chPBCc/TyOqMvQE5GI/AAAAAAAABwc/irg-_zhWF-w/s72-c/sirena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-4577217017617574543</id><published>2012-01-25T16:08:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-25T16:09:16.448Z</updated><title type='text'>UN BUON PILOTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ARot5c30Dvc/TyApJxXVSSI/AAAAAAAABwM/--gnpBYsGXk/s1600/27223_1425620367192_1433265637_31198618_71480_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ARot5c30Dvc/TyApJxXVSSI/AAAAAAAABwM/--gnpBYsGXk/s400/27223_1425620367192_1433265637_31198618_71480_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701602376097810722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"La brutta notizia è che il tempo vola. La buona è che il pilota sei tu". (Michael Altshuler)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-4577217017617574543?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/4577217017617574543/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=4577217017617574543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/4577217017617574543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/4577217017617574543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2012/01/un-buon-pilota.html' title='UN BUON PILOTA'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ARot5c30Dvc/TyApJxXVSSI/AAAAAAAABwM/--gnpBYsGXk/s72-c/27223_1425620367192_1433265637_31198618_71480_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-6462964276788672871</id><published>2012-01-18T11:47:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-18T12:03:27.169Z</updated><title type='text'>FORZA E CORAGGIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4T9lf5VGHCY/TxayCUMEiMI/AAAAAAAABwA/eFuxQqOsRKU/s1600/DSC_2053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4T9lf5VGHCY/TxayCUMEiMI/AAAAAAAABwA/eFuxQqOsRKU/s400/DSC_2053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698938131332761794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caro direttore,&lt;br /&gt;ho letto i risultati di una recente ricerca che confermano ancora più drammaticamente la frattura fra Nord e Sud.&lt;br /&gt;Così ho capito perché un amico per gli auguri del nuovo anno mi ha scritto che “il 2012 non può portare letizia e serenità. A me servirebbero forza e coraggio”. Ecco ciò che serve a tutti: forza e coraggio. La Campania occupa l’ultimo posto tra le Regioni italiane e Napoli occupa l’ultimo posto tra le città italiane. Siamo al di sotto del fondo. E la Regione? Il Comune? Cosa fanno? Al momento poco o nulla è stato fatto.&lt;br /&gt;Allora mi è venuta in mente una frase di San Benedetto: “C’è un uomo che ama la vita e desidera giorni felici?”.&lt;br /&gt;Sulla base di questo, San Benedetto coi suoi fratelli ha salvato tante cose del passato – in un tempo di malora peggio di questo – e inventato cose nuove. Ora si tratta di fare lo stesso. Ma senza desiderare davvero la felicità – più e dentro ogni altra cosa – non si ripara nulla dalla malora, pur nelle difficoltà e nelle ferite, e soprattutto non si inventa nulla di nuovo.&lt;br /&gt;Non si tratta più di sforzarsi per tener su ciò che sta crollando: è fatica sprecata. Cosi come chi si lamenta o protesta non fa altro che aggravare il peso dei già afflitti. Anche chi si guarda intorno smarrito e insicuro non fa altro che perdere la propria vita.&lt;br /&gt;Qui adesso occorre avere forza, coraggio e il fuoco negli occhi per rimettersi insieme e ricostruire le case distrutte, mattone su mattone senza indugio.&lt;br /&gt;Per quanto riguarda Napoli vuol dire non subire da rassegnati ma accettare la provocazione di questo sfascio mortificante e mettersi al lavoro, ognuno nel proprio ambito, e tirar fuori tutto l’ingegno, la conoscenza, la creatività e la forza di aggregazione che c’è nel nostro popolo.&lt;br /&gt;In un recente volantino di Comunione e Liberazione c’è scritto “che solo dentro un popolo rinasce la speranza, la forza, il coraggio”.&lt;br /&gt;E il popolo è un mettersi insieme della gente non nella provvisorietà di un tornaconto, ma sostanzialmente. Non contro un nemico, ma per un bene desiderato e perseguito.&lt;br /&gt;Allora anche le scelte politiche devono essere in funzione di chi si muove in questa direzione e non più a vantaggio di chi agisce per schieramenti di potere e promette di cambiare tutto perché nulla cambi.&lt;br /&gt;Per questo occorre “forza e coraggio”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-6462964276788672871?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/6462964276788672871/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=6462964276788672871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/6462964276788672871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/6462964276788672871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2012/01/forza-e-coraggio.html' title='FORZA E CORAGGIO'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4T9lf5VGHCY/TxayCUMEiMI/AAAAAAAABwA/eFuxQqOsRKU/s72-c/DSC_2053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-6328179176893263587</id><published>2012-01-16T11:55:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-16T11:56:49.064Z</updated><title type='text'>ESSERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3TYfd94tz5s/TxQQeYgCyTI/AAAAAAAABv0/qlHCyqLZFqg/s1600/DSC_1794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 346px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3TYfd94tz5s/TxQQeYgCyTI/AAAAAAAABv0/qlHCyqLZFqg/s400/DSC_1794.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698197542689491250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tu non devi essere né buono né cattivo... ...tu devi essere"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-6328179176893263587?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/6328179176893263587/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=6328179176893263587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/6328179176893263587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/6328179176893263587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2012/01/essere.html' title='ESSERE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3TYfd94tz5s/TxQQeYgCyTI/AAAAAAAABv0/qlHCyqLZFqg/s72-c/DSC_1794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-9175387254826798887</id><published>2012-01-14T21:48:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-14T21:51:08.538Z</updated><title type='text'>APOTROPAICO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gVQVhN14gbg/TxH4wT6cYPI/AAAAAAAABvo/EDdqHfab8Sc/s1600/6823_103551656327287_100000173583497_95595_6561471_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gVQVhN14gbg/TxH4wT6cYPI/AAAAAAAABvo/EDdqHfab8Sc/s400/6823_103551656327287_100000173583497_95595_6561471_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697608512463200498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sciò sciò ciucciuvè, aglio fravaglio fattura ca nun quaglia, cape’e alice e cape d’aglio, sciò sciò ciucciuè, jesceten da casa mia, corn e bicorn, corn e stracorn, uocchie sicche, code e’ vacche. Palle, meze palle, chiuove, cape e’ razze, e cape e’ pazze, alluntanate tutt’e disgrazie. Pappavalle, barbagianne, cuorve, taccule e curnacchie. Levatece ra cuoll tutte sti macchie! Sciò sciò ciucciuvè, uocchio, maluocchio… funecelle all’uocchio… diavulillo diavulillo, jesce a dint’o pertusillo… sciò sciò ciucciuvè… jatevenne, sciò sciò…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-9175387254826798887?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/9175387254826798887/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=9175387254826798887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/9175387254826798887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/9175387254826798887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2012/01/apotropaico.html' title='APOTROPAICO'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gVQVhN14gbg/TxH4wT6cYPI/AAAAAAAABvo/EDdqHfab8Sc/s72-c/6823_103551656327287_100000173583497_95595_6561471_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-8741338374071837821</id><published>2012-01-14T07:52:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-14T07:54:39.377Z</updated><title type='text'>SEMPLIFICATI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-9tAR0QBKY/TxE0u1dB9iI/AAAAAAAABvc/KwQ4me8mpPk/s1600/DSC_2106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-9tAR0QBKY/TxE0u1dB9iI/AAAAAAAABvc/KwQ4me8mpPk/s400/DSC_2106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697392982827857442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogni tanto tenta di vivere e basta. Vivi semplicemente. Non lottare e non forzare la vita.&lt;br /&gt;Osserva in silenzio ciò che accade. Lascia accadere ciò che accade. Permetti a ciò che è, di esistere. Lascia cadere ogni tensione e lascia che la vita fluisca, che accada. E ciò che accade, te lo garantisco, libera.&lt;br /&gt; Osho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-8741338374071837821?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/8741338374071837821/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=8741338374071837821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8741338374071837821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8741338374071837821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2012/01/semplificati.html' title='SEMPLIFICATI'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-9tAR0QBKY/TxE0u1dB9iI/AAAAAAAABvc/KwQ4me8mpPk/s72-c/DSC_2106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-1394910228780310540</id><published>2012-01-14T07:39:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-14T07:41:10.064Z</updated><title type='text'>LA GIUSTA ATTESA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dnxD2Rzgmfw/TxExkHP1YuI/AAAAAAAABvQ/wdZS86sk2h4/s1600/CIMG5673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dnxD2Rzgmfw/TxExkHP1YuI/AAAAAAAABvQ/wdZS86sk2h4/s400/CIMG5673.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697389500090901218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aveva sentito dire spesso che con gli anni arriva la saggezza, e aveva aspettato, fiducioso, che questa saggezza gli desse quello che più desiderava: la capacità di guidare la direzione dei ricordi per non cadere nelle trappole che questi spesso gli tendevano"&lt;br /&gt; Luis Sepùlveda in Il vecchio che leggeva romanzi d'amore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-1394910228780310540?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/1394910228780310540/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=1394910228780310540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1394910228780310540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1394910228780310540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2012/01/la-giusta-attesa.html' title='LA GIUSTA ATTESA'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dnxD2Rzgmfw/TxExkHP1YuI/AAAAAAAABvQ/wdZS86sk2h4/s72-c/CIMG5673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-892388252338616941</id><published>2012-01-13T15:21:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-13T15:23:32.694Z</updated><title type='text'>IL DUBBIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MzWosxu0n9U/TxBMb1DDBCI/AAAAAAAABvE/N7g2VGY-agw/s1600/DSC_1793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MzWosxu0n9U/TxBMb1DDBCI/AAAAAAAABvE/N7g2VGY-agw/s400/DSC_1793.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697137569603716130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‎"La disperazione più grande che possa impadronirsi di una società è il dubbio che essere onesti sia inutile"&lt;br /&gt;Corrado Alvaro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-892388252338616941?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/892388252338616941/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=892388252338616941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/892388252338616941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/892388252338616941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-dubbio.html' title='IL DUBBIO'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MzWosxu0n9U/TxBMb1DDBCI/AAAAAAAABvE/N7g2VGY-agw/s72-c/DSC_1793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-4068191295513387091</id><published>2012-01-13T10:49:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-13T10:53:29.014Z</updated><title type='text'>NA' MALA FINE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GGPKeX3trK8/TxANJL8dLJI/AAAAAAAABu4/xhieF9lDBn8/s1600/CIMG5635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GGPKeX3trK8/TxANJL8dLJI/AAAAAAAABu4/xhieF9lDBn8/s400/CIMG5635.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697067980100021394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scegliete un lavoro, scegliete una carriera, scegliete la famiglia, un maxitelevisore del cazzo, scegliete lavatrici, macchine, lettori cd e apriscatole elettrici. Scegliete la buona salute, il colesterolo basso e la polizza vita, scegliete un mutuo a interessi fissi, scegliete una prima casa, scegliete gli amici, scegliete una moda casual e le valigie in tinta, scegliete un salotto di tre pezzi a rate e ricopritelo con una stoffa del cazzo, scegliete il fai da te e chiedetevi chi cacchio siete la domenica mattina, scegliete di sedervi sul divano a spappolarvi il cervello e lo spirito con i quiz mentre vi ingozzate di schifezze da mangiare. Alla fine scegliete di marcire, di tirare le cuoia in uno squallido ospizio ridotti a motivo di imbarazzo per gli stronzetti viziati ed egoisti che avete figliato per rimpiazzarvi... Scegliete un futuro, scegliete la vita!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-4068191295513387091?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/4068191295513387091/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=4068191295513387091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/4068191295513387091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/4068191295513387091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2012/01/na-mala-fine.html' title='NA&apos; MALA FINE...'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GGPKeX3trK8/TxANJL8dLJI/AAAAAAAABu4/xhieF9lDBn8/s72-c/CIMG5635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-1253352605888738951</id><published>2012-01-11T11:08:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T11:10:44.373Z</updated><title type='text'>IL COLORE GIUSTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0uYHCTNfKCs/Tw1uLhd2_yI/AAAAAAAABus/o2ub68pGdTE/s1600/DSC_2129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0uYHCTNfKCs/Tw1uLhd2_yI/AAAAAAAABus/o2ub68pGdTE/s400/DSC_2129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696330247934770978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La decisione più audace è quella che prendiamo nell’arco di un secondo, &lt;br /&gt;quando scegliamo di metterci addosso ancora un colore di buon umore, fosforescente persino al buio ostile di una parte del mondo&lt;br /&gt; (Massimo Bisotti, Il quadro mai dipinto)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-1253352605888738951?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/1253352605888738951/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=1253352605888738951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1253352605888738951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1253352605888738951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-colore-giusto.html' title='IL COLORE GIUSTO'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0uYHCTNfKCs/Tw1uLhd2_yI/AAAAAAAABus/o2ub68pGdTE/s72-c/DSC_2129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-4233866532623232209</id><published>2012-01-03T21:57:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-03T21:59:14.958Z</updated><title type='text'>IMPOSSIBILE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hF8sVM22zRM/TwN6LUmJObI/AAAAAAAABug/HG7OD_N5Hz4/s1600/384536_200969539992154_100002373294558_407877_632434621_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hF8sVM22zRM/TwN6LUmJObI/AAAAAAAABug/HG7OD_N5Hz4/s400/384536_200969539992154_100002373294558_407877_632434621_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693528688852285874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' impossibile vivere senza sbagliare nulla, a meno di scegliere di vivere in maniera talmente prudente che la vostra &lt;br /&gt;non possa essere considerata affatto una vita. (J.K. Rowling)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-4233866532623232209?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/4233866532623232209/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=4233866532623232209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/4233866532623232209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/4233866532623232209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2012/01/impossibile.html' title='IMPOSSIBILE...'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hF8sVM22zRM/TwN6LUmJObI/AAAAAAAABug/HG7OD_N5Hz4/s72-c/384536_200969539992154_100002373294558_407877_632434621_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-2287784353224708</id><published>2012-01-02T15:39:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-02T15:40:42.586Z</updated><title type='text'>'O MARE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iwcx0BwcH_k/TwHP9FrDNVI/AAAAAAAABsw/UgtUECvfNMI/s1600/DSC_0484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iwcx0BwcH_k/TwHP9FrDNVI/AAAAAAAABsw/UgtUECvfNMI/s400/DSC_0484.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693060052374730066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‎"O mare fa paura" &lt;br /&gt;Accussì dice 'a ggente &lt;br /&gt;guardanno 'o mare calmo, &lt;br /&gt;calmo cumme na tavula. &lt;br /&gt;E dice 'o stesso pure &lt;br /&gt;... dint' 'e gghiurnate 'e vierno &lt;br /&gt;quanno 'o mare &lt;br /&gt;s'aiza, &lt;br /&gt;e l'onne saglieno &lt;br /&gt;primm' a palazz' 'e casa &lt;br /&gt;e po' a muntagne. &lt;br /&gt;Vergine santa... &lt;br /&gt;scanza 'e figlie 'e mamma! &lt;br /&gt;Certo, &lt;br /&gt;pè chi se trova &lt;br /&gt;cu nu mare ntempesta &lt;br /&gt;e perde 'a vita, &lt;br /&gt;fa pena. &lt;br /&gt;e ssongo 'o primmo &lt;br /&gt;a penzà ncapo a me: &lt;br /&gt;"Che brutta morte ha fatto &lt;br /&gt;stu pover'ommo, &lt;br /&gt;e che mumento triste c'ha passato". &lt;br /&gt;Ma nun è muorto acciso. &lt;br /&gt;È muorto a mmare. &lt;br /&gt;'O mare nuna cide. &lt;br /&gt;'O mare è mmare, &lt;br /&gt;e nun 'o sape ca te fa paura. &lt;br /&gt;Io quanno 'o sento... &lt;br /&gt;specialmente 'e notte &lt;br /&gt;quanno vatte 'a scugliera &lt;br /&gt;e caccia 'e mmane... &lt;br /&gt;migliara 'e mane &lt;br /&gt;e braccia &lt;br /&gt;e ggamme &lt;br /&gt;e spalle... &lt;br /&gt;arraggiuso cumm'è &lt;br /&gt;nun se ne mporta &lt;br /&gt;ca c' 'e straccia 'a scugliera &lt;br /&gt;e vveco ca s' 'e ttira &lt;br /&gt;e se schiaffea &lt;br /&gt;e caparbio, &lt;br /&gt;mperruso, &lt;br /&gt;cucciuto, &lt;br /&gt;'e caccia n'ata vota &lt;br /&gt;e s'aiuta c' 'a capa &lt;br /&gt;'e spalle &lt;br /&gt;'e bracce &lt;br /&gt;ch' 'e piede &lt;br /&gt;e cu 'e ddenoccie &lt;br /&gt;e ride &lt;br /&gt;e chiagne &lt;br /&gt;pecché vulesse 'o spazio pè sfucà... &lt;br /&gt;Io quanno 'o sento, &lt;br /&gt;specialmente 'e notte, &lt;br /&gt;cumme stevo dicenno, &lt;br /&gt;nun è ca dico: &lt;br /&gt;"'O mare fa paura", &lt;br /&gt;ma dico: &lt;br /&gt;"'O mare sta facenno 'o mare"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-2287784353224708?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/2287784353224708/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=2287784353224708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2287784353224708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2287784353224708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-mare.html' title='&apos;O MARE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iwcx0BwcH_k/TwHP9FrDNVI/AAAAAAAABsw/UgtUECvfNMI/s72-c/DSC_0484.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-1521147838905766289</id><published>2012-01-02T08:29:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-02T08:31:28.959Z</updated><title type='text'>LA FELICITA' SI CONSUMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9OtvqzejrXU/TwFrSSfJ4mI/AAAAAAAABsk/C4JSywzDPqg/s1600/DSC_1493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9OtvqzejrXU/TwFrSSfJ4mI/AAAAAAAABsk/C4JSywzDPqg/s400/DSC_1493.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692949365917344354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"La felicità si racconta male perché non ha parole, ma si consuma e nessuno se ne accorge", Jules e Jim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-1521147838905766289?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/1521147838905766289/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=1521147838905766289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1521147838905766289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1521147838905766289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2012/01/la-felicita-si-consuma.html' title='LA FELICITA&apos; SI CONSUMA'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9OtvqzejrXU/TwFrSSfJ4mI/AAAAAAAABsk/C4JSywzDPqg/s72-c/DSC_1493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-2709627515944754235</id><published>2011-12-15T14:51:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-12-15T16:28:36.749Z</updated><title type='text'>TEORIA E PRATICA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hqdqia63k5I/TuogLpZ223I/AAAAAAAABsM/yxmX_6kosjk/s1600/DSC_1220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hqdqia63k5I/TuogLpZ223I/AAAAAAAABsM/yxmX_6kosjk/s400/DSC_1220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686392863973628786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Il mio segreto e' che sono felice,senza farmi stressare da nulla.Mi occupo dell'oggi:credo che sia l'anticipazione dei problemi a farci male.Un problema in se' non e' mai cosi' serio e,anche quando lo e',meglio preoccuparsene quando arriva.&lt;br /&gt;( da Vanity Fair)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-2709627515944754235?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/2709627515944754235/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=2709627515944754235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2709627515944754235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2709627515944754235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/12/teoria-e-pratica.html' title='TEORIA E PRATICA'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hqdqia63k5I/TuogLpZ223I/AAAAAAAABsM/yxmX_6kosjk/s72-c/DSC_1220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-5876154959602929672</id><published>2011-12-13T18:07:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-13T18:08:26.718Z</updated><title type='text'>PIENS ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jFYIao6-XpU/TueUlUlOuyI/AAAAAAAABr0/DWhR3myZ-KY/s1600/36368_1421180981247_1584364449_940114_4906878_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jFYIao6-XpU/TueUlUlOuyI/AAAAAAAABr0/DWhR3myZ-KY/s400/36368_1421180981247_1584364449_940114_4906878_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685676423479474978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piens à Chi T' Pens, è Nun P'nsa', a Chi Nun T' Pens.. &lt;br /&gt;  Pcchè si Piens a' Chi Nun T' pens... Chi T'pens Nun T'pens Chiù !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-5876154959602929672?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/5876154959602929672/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=5876154959602929672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5876154959602929672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5876154959602929672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/12/piens.html' title='PIENS ...'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jFYIao6-XpU/TueUlUlOuyI/AAAAAAAABr0/DWhR3myZ-KY/s72-c/36368_1421180981247_1584364449_940114_4906878_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-1126014913111895132</id><published>2011-12-05T07:30:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-05T07:32:10.168Z</updated><title type='text'>OGGI E' COSI' ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kSN7y6G49vg/TtxzdGaQ-hI/AAAAAAAABro/xbn3K4xhsKc/s1600/aa5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kSN7y6G49vg/TtxzdGaQ-hI/AAAAAAAABro/xbn3K4xhsKc/s400/aa5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682543773608901138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partiamo dal principio che l'italiano è un frustrato. Lotta per sopravvivere in ogni istante della sua giornata. Accumula, subisce, inghiotte, tutto in silenzio. Non capisce (o capisce troppo bene) e si adegua per ragioni di forza maggiore a una società matrigna. La scuola dei figli, il mutuo, il posto di lavoro. Gli rimangono pochi traguardi e come un cavallo rintronato trotta dietro alle carote della pensione, del tfr, dell'assistenza sanitaria, di un lavoro qualunque esso sia. Da tempo è un separato in casa della democrazia. Al suo posto decidono i partiti, i mercati, le borse con i quali non ha alcuna relazione. Swap, derivati, hegde fund, spread, bund, cds sono parole di un nuovo vocabolario. Una neolingua incomprensibile che gli fa paura, di alieni della finanza venuti a distruggere il suo mondo. E' un cane di paglia che può prendere fuoco in qualunque momento. L'italiano sente, con il suo istinto arcaico e animalesco, che è in arrivo una tempesta nella quale perderà quelle poche certezze che lo aiutavano a inghiottire rospi su rospi. Senza pensione, senza casa, senza lavoro. Anche un topo di campo se costretto in un angolo in mancanza di una via di fuga si rivolta e morde.&lt;br /&gt;Il vulcano spento sta per riaccendersi ed è inevitabile. Che tipo di vulcano sarà? Dove si dirigeranno le sue colate di lava? Sul sistema finanziario? Sui partiti? Su qualunque cosa incontreranno? Bisogna porsi queste domande ora, prima che l'esasperazione diventi normalità e coinvolgere i cittadini nelle decisioni, dare degli esempi. Sperare che l'ordine pubblico possa essere mantenuto con le forze dell'ordine è utopico. Il vulcano è continuamente alimentato dalla mancanza di partecipazione degli italiani a ogni decisione che li riguardi. I referendum sono ignorati. Il finanziamento pubblico ai partiti e il nucleare (la prima volta) cassati dalla volontà popolare sono stati reintrodotti, e ora si ricomincia discutere della privatizzazione dell'acqua. Siamo in attesa del responso oracolare di un signore che ha come spalla un banchiere che ci dirà il 5 dicembre che sacrifici fare. E' come la Lotteria di Capodanno all'incontrario. Cosa c'entriamo noi in tutto questo? Qualcuno ci ha interpellato mentre i governi bruciavano il nostro futuro indebitando la nazione? Qualcuno ci ha spiegato perché a giugno eravamo fuori dalla crisi e adesso siamo in pre default? E perché questi incapaci siedono ancora in Parlamento pagati profumatamente? E perché i vitalizi parlamentari saranno aboliti solo dalla prossima legislatura e non da questa? E perché il cittadino non conta mai nulla? Il vulcano ribolle, ribolle...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-1126014913111895132?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/1126014913111895132/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=1126014913111895132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1126014913111895132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1126014913111895132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/12/oggi-e-cosi.html' title='OGGI E&apos; COSI&apos; ...'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kSN7y6G49vg/TtxzdGaQ-hI/AAAAAAAABro/xbn3K4xhsKc/s72-c/aa5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-7379310618034579246</id><published>2011-12-01T09:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-01T09:42:35.393Z</updated><title type='text'>MI PIACI SILENZIOSA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DPnY2fLZb-w/TtdL6OmCReI/AAAAAAAABrc/-puzUuYY7BU/s1600/DSC_1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DPnY2fLZb-w/TtdL6OmCReI/AAAAAAAABrc/-puzUuYY7BU/s400/DSC_1086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681092918673294818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi piaci silenziosa, perché sei come assente&lt;br /&gt;mi senti da lontano e la mia voce non ti tocca.&lt;br /&gt;Par quasi che i tuoi occhi siano volati via&lt;br /&gt;... ed è come se un bacio ti chiudesse la bocca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tutte le cose sono colme della mia anima&lt;br /&gt;e tu da loro emergi, colma d'anima mia.&lt;br /&gt;Farfalla di sogno, assomigli alla mia anima&lt;br /&gt;ed assomigli alla parola malinconia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi piaci silenziosa, quando sembri distante.&lt;br /&gt;E sembri lamentarti, tubante farfalla.&lt;br /&gt;E mi senti da lontano e la mia voce non ti arriva:&lt;br /&gt;lascia che il tuo silenzio sia il mio silenzio stesso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lascia che il tuo silenzio sia anche il mio parlarti,&lt;br /&gt;lucido come fiamma, semplice come anello.&lt;br /&gt;Tu sei come la notte, taciturna e stellata.&lt;br /&gt;Di stella è il tuo silenzio, così lontano e semplice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi piaci silenziosa perché sei come assente.&lt;br /&gt;Distante e dolorosa come se fossi morta.&lt;br /&gt;Basta allora un sorriso, una parola basta.&lt;br /&gt;E sono lieto, lieto che questo non sia vero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pablo NERUDA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-7379310618034579246?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/7379310618034579246/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=7379310618034579246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/7379310618034579246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/7379310618034579246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/12/mi-piaci-silenziosa.html' title='MI PIACI SILENZIOSA'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DPnY2fLZb-w/TtdL6OmCReI/AAAAAAAABrc/-puzUuYY7BU/s72-c/DSC_1086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-1113309171177530026</id><published>2011-11-22T15:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-22T15:53:26.792Z</updated><title type='text'>E LO SOGNAVO, E LO SOGNO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-272HHEUCm-A/TsvFYLyX-9I/AAAAAAAABrQ/FXjjoqQSpns/s1600/DSC_1064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-272HHEUCm-A/TsvFYLyX-9I/AAAAAAAABrQ/FXjjoqQSpns/s400/DSC_1064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677848774502251474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E lo sognavo, e lo sogno,&lt;br /&gt;e lo sognerò ancora, una volta o l’altra,&lt;br /&gt;e tutto si ripeterà, e tutto si realizzerà,&lt;br /&gt;e sognerete tutto ciò che mi apparve in sogno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Là, in disparte da noi, in disparte dal mondo&lt;br /&gt;un’onda dietro l’altra si frange sulla riva,&lt;br /&gt;e sull’onda la stella, e l’uomo, e l’uccello,&lt;br /&gt;e il reale, e i sogni, e la morte: un’onda dietro l’altra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non mi occorrono le date: io ero, e sono e sarò.&lt;br /&gt;La vita è la meraviglia delle meraviglie, e sulle ginocchia della meraviglia&lt;br /&gt;solo, come orfano, pongo me stesso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solo, fra gli specchi, nella rete dei riflessi&lt;br /&gt;di mari e città risplendenti tra il fumo.&lt;br /&gt;E la madre in lacrime si pone il bimbo sulle ginocchia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arsenij Tarkovskij&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-1113309171177530026?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/1113309171177530026/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=1113309171177530026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1113309171177530026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1113309171177530026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-lo-sognavo-e-lo-sogno.html' title='E LO SOGNAVO, E LO SOGNO'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-272HHEUCm-A/TsvFYLyX-9I/AAAAAAAABrQ/FXjjoqQSpns/s72-c/DSC_1064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-8152554234034230429</id><published>2011-11-22T07:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-22T07:44:21.542Z</updated><title type='text'>LA SCALA PER LE MELE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8DhyqAWOPH0/TstSxVbdrXI/AAAAAAAABq4/3dlsxnp7tmo/s1600/DSC_1170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8DhyqAWOPH0/TstSxVbdrXI/AAAAAAAABq4/3dlsxnp7tmo/s400/DSC_1170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677722762750045554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Costruisci una scala. Sali nel presente, sali, ma non molto in alto…Non andare i...n cielo. Cerca di raggiungere le mele, non le nuvole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pablo Neruda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-8152554234034230429?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/8152554234034230429/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=8152554234034230429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8152554234034230429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8152554234034230429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/11/la-scala-per-le-mele.html' title='LA SCALA PER LE MELE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8DhyqAWOPH0/TstSxVbdrXI/AAAAAAAABq4/3dlsxnp7tmo/s72-c/DSC_1170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-244576898228690019</id><published>2011-11-02T16:14:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-11-02T16:19:59.267Z</updated><title type='text'>BASTA SCEGLIERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR_8KFY_Mqs/TrFtqRz7i7I/AAAAAAAABqs/AseBXNgbb0Q/s1600/ulisse%2Bsiren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR_8KFY_Mqs/TrFtqRz7i7I/AAAAAAAABqs/AseBXNgbb0Q/s400/ulisse%2Bsiren.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670433978939313074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La felicità è una scelta quotidiana. Non la trovi in assenza di problemi. La trovi nonostante i problemi. &lt;br /&gt;- Stephen Littleword. ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-244576898228690019?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/244576898228690019/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=244576898228690019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/244576898228690019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/244576898228690019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/11/basta-scegliere.html' title='BASTA SCEGLIERE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WR_8KFY_Mqs/TrFtqRz7i7I/AAAAAAAABqs/AseBXNgbb0Q/s72-c/ulisse%2Bsiren.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-9173794776068293661</id><published>2011-10-27T11:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T11:29:51.944+01:00</updated><title type='text'>QUANTE VOLTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oCWHj0VoPDs/TqkymdapBSI/AAAAAAAABqA/s6e30hmsiTI/s1600/36457_1423818769489_1653333662_1037014_1014733_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oCWHj0VoPDs/TqkymdapBSI/AAAAAAAABqA/s6e30hmsiTI/s400/36457_1423818769489_1653333662_1037014_1014733_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668117242335266082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poichè non sappiamo quando moriremo, si è portati a credere che la vita sia un pozzo inesauribile; però tutto accade solo un certo numero di volte, un numero minimo di volte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quante volte vi ricorderete di un certo pomeriggio della vostra infanzia, un pomeriggio che è così profondamente parte di voi che senza neanche riuscireste a concepire la vostra vita - forse altre quattro o cinque volte, forse nemmeno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quante altre volte guarderete levarsi la luna - forse venti - eppure tutto sembra senza limite.".....(Il tè nel deserto - Bernardo Bertolucci )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-9173794776068293661?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/9173794776068293661/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=9173794776068293661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/9173794776068293661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/9173794776068293661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/10/quante-volte.html' title='QUANTE VOLTE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oCWHj0VoPDs/TqkymdapBSI/AAAAAAAABqA/s6e30hmsiTI/s72-c/36457_1423818769489_1653333662_1037014_1014733_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-1772004727205289693</id><published>2011-10-22T08:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T08:05:50.493+01:00</updated><title type='text'>NESSUNA PAURA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Sp3j2T9684/TqJrSbGU9GI/AAAAAAAABpc/Qn-2vGOnOXk/s1600/monte%2Bcomune%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Sp3j2T9684/TqJrSbGU9GI/AAAAAAAABpc/Qn-2vGOnOXk/s400/monte%2Bcomune%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666209245441619042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nessuna paura che mi calpestino. Calpestata, l'erba diventa sentiero.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-1772004727205289693?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/1772004727205289693/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=1772004727205289693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1772004727205289693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1772004727205289693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/10/nessuna-paura.html' title='NESSUNA PAURA'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Sp3j2T9684/TqJrSbGU9GI/AAAAAAAABpc/Qn-2vGOnOXk/s72-c/monte%2Bcomune%2B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-3160451118432325027</id><published>2011-10-21T11:22:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T11:26:10.256+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UN UOMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OFCbiX3tdVQ/TqFIuq8mxkI/AAAAAAAABpE/7BTXZ1vf-qc/s1600/nino%2Banto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OFCbiX3tdVQ/TqFIuq8mxkI/AAAAAAAABpE/7BTXZ1vf-qc/s400/nino%2Banto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665889772848465474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un uomo aveva 4 figli. Voleva imparassero a non giudicare le cose troppo velocemente. Così li mandò uno alla volta a osservare un albero molto distante da casa.... Il piu' grande andò in inverno, il secondo in primavera, il terzo in in estate ... il più giovane in autunno... Quando tutti furono tornati chiese loro cosa avevano visto. Il grande disse che l'albero era brutto, spoglio e ricurvo. Il s...econdo disse che era pieno di gemme e promesse di vita... Il terzo non era d'accordo; L'albero era pieno di fiori...profumato e bellissimo...era la cosa più bella che avesse mai visto. Il più piccolo aveva un'opionione ancora diversa...l'albero era carico di frutti e pieno di vita e realizzazione.. L'uomo spiegò ai suoi figli che tutti avevano ragione, infatti avevano osservato solo una stagione della vita dell'albero. Disse loro di non giudicare un albero o una persona solo in una stagione..e che l'essenza di ciò che una persona è.. la gioia, l'amore, la realizzazione che viene dalla vita possono essere misurate solo alla fine quando tutte le stagioni sono complete. Se ti arrendi quando è inverno..perderai la speranza che regala la primavera..la bellezza della tua estate..la realizzazione del tuo autunno!!! Morale: Non lasciare che il dolore di una stagione distrugga la gioia di ciò che verrà dopo. Non giudicare la tua vita in una stagione difficile. Persevera nelle difficoltà..il meglio deve ancora venire!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-3160451118432325027?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/3160451118432325027/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=3160451118432325027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3160451118432325027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3160451118432325027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/10/un-uomo.html' title='UN UOMO'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OFCbiX3tdVQ/TqFIuq8mxkI/AAAAAAAABpE/7BTXZ1vf-qc/s72-c/nino%2Banto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-6688350868634333618</id><published>2011-10-20T16:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T16:50:03.013+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IL SENSO DELLA VITA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_i7ayDbyYR8/TqBDJR11jSI/AAAAAAAABo4/aNhsqrKFYs4/s1600/evoluzione.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 207px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_i7ayDbyYR8/TqBDJR11jSI/AAAAAAAABo4/aNhsqrKFYs4/s400/evoluzione.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665602157919178018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Il senso della vita è qualcosa che costruisci vivendo: a partire dalla tua storia, dai tuoi affetti, dall’esperienza umana che ti viene trasmessa, dal tuo talento e dal tuo sapere, dalle cose in cui credi, dalle cose e dalle persone che ami, dai valori per cui sei disposto a sacrificare qualcosa. Gli ingredienti ci sono tutti. Tu sei l’unico che può fonderli in quel disegno che sarà la tua vita. Fà che sia una vita piena di dignità e di significato per te. Se sarà così, allora il bilancio dei successi e dei fallimenti sarà secondario”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Gardner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-6688350868634333618?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/6688350868634333618/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=6688350868634333618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/6688350868634333618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/6688350868634333618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/10/il-senso-della-vita.html' title='IL SENSO DELLA VITA'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_i7ayDbyYR8/TqBDJR11jSI/AAAAAAAABo4/aNhsqrKFYs4/s72-c/evoluzione.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-3770704911792592720</id><published>2011-10-20T07:44:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T07:46:41.808+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AMATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7vhHV4NjFd0/Tp_DzdKEyJI/AAAAAAAABos/PfxRQHgpJWU/s1600/9111090_d598_625x1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7vhHV4NjFd0/Tp_DzdKEyJI/AAAAAAAABos/PfxRQHgpJWU/s400/9111090_d598_625x1000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665462145023002770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amate ciò che mai due volte tornerà. (Alfred de Vigny)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-3770704911792592720?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/3770704911792592720/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=3770704911792592720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3770704911792592720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3770704911792592720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/10/amate.html' title='AMATE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7vhHV4NjFd0/Tp_DzdKEyJI/AAAAAAAABos/PfxRQHgpJWU/s72-c/9111090_d598_625x1000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-7871871685919645281</id><published>2011-10-14T15:12:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T15:14:54.649+01:00</updated><title type='text'>VIVI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nFQvbZ9ElGE/TphDwh4dNvI/AAAAAAAABoU/phrzB0uzxGY/s1600/antonino%2Ba%2Bs.elia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nFQvbZ9ElGE/TphDwh4dNvI/AAAAAAAABoU/phrzB0uzxGY/s400/antonino%2Ba%2Bs.elia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663351032426346226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho perdonato errori quasi imperdonabili, ho provato a sostituire persone insostituibili e dimenticato persone indimenticabili.Ho agito per impulso, sono stato deluso dalle persone che non pensavo lo potessero fare, ma anch'io ho deluso. Ho tenuto qualcuno tra le mie braccia per proteggerlo; mi sono fatto amici per l'eternità. Ho riso quando non era necessario, ho amato e sono stato riamato, ma sono stato anche respinto. Sono stato amato e non ho saputo ricambiare.&lt;br /&gt;Ho gridato e saltato per tante gioie, tante. Ho vissuto d'amore e fatto promesse di eternità, ma mi sono bruciato il cuore tante volte! Ho pianto ascoltando la musica o guardando le foto. Ho telefonato solo per ascoltare una voce. Io sono di nuovo innamorato di un sorriso. Ho di nuovo creduto di morire di nostalgia e… ho avuto paura di perdere qualcuno molto speciale (che ho finito per perdere)… ma sono sopravvissuto! E vivo ancora! E la vita, non mi stanca… E anche tu non dovrai stancartene. Vivi! È veramente buono battersi con persuasione, abbracciare la vita e vivere con passione, perdere con classe e vincere osando, perchè il mondo appartiene a chi osa! La Vita è troppo bella per essere insignificante!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie Chaplin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-7871871685919645281?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/7871871685919645281/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=7871871685919645281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/7871871685919645281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/7871871685919645281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/10/vivi.html' title='VIVI'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nFQvbZ9ElGE/TphDwh4dNvI/AAAAAAAABoU/phrzB0uzxGY/s72-c/antonino%2Ba%2Bs.elia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-8291248001287338526</id><published>2011-10-14T08:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T08:51:12.550+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FAI...DAI...SII...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zlN162FNWDU/Tpfp6492S0I/AAAAAAAABn8/TAufwzvoaB4/s1600/monte%2Bcomune4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zlN162FNWDU/Tpfp6492S0I/AAAAAAAABn8/TAufwzvoaB4/s400/monte%2Bcomune4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663252254375168834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dai il meglio di te...&lt;br /&gt;L'uomo è irragionevole, illogico, egocentrico&lt;br /&gt;NON IMPORTA..., AMALO&lt;br /&gt;Se fai il bene, ti attribuiranno secondi fini egoistici&lt;br /&gt;NON IMPORTA, FA' IL BENE&lt;br /&gt;... Se realizzi i tuoi obiettivi, troverai falsi amici e veri nemici&lt;br /&gt;NON IMPORTA, REALIZZALI&lt;br /&gt;Il bene che fai verrà domani dimenticato&lt;br /&gt;NON IMPORTA, FA' IL BENE&lt;br /&gt;L'onestà e la sincerità ti rendono vulnerabile&lt;br /&gt;NON IMPORTA, SII FRANCO E ONESTO&lt;br /&gt;Quello che per anni hai costruito può essere distrutto in un attimo&lt;br /&gt;NON IMPORTA, COSTRUISCI&lt;br /&gt;Se aiuti la gente, se ne risentirà&lt;br /&gt;NON IMPORTA, AIUTALA&lt;br /&gt;Da' al mondo il meglio di te, e ti prenderanno a calci&lt;br /&gt;NON IMPORTA, DA' IL MEGLIO DI TE. (Madre Teresa di Calcutta)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-8291248001287338526?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/8291248001287338526/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=8291248001287338526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8291248001287338526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8291248001287338526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/10/faidaisii.html' title='FAI...DAI...SII...'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zlN162FNWDU/Tpfp6492S0I/AAAAAAAABn8/TAufwzvoaB4/s72-c/monte%2Bcomune4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-3046297357831449448</id><published>2011-10-07T11:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T11:47:00.135+01:00</updated><title type='text'>STEVE JOBS E LA MORTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z02R7H5KKEc/To7YiR3jQII/AAAAAAAABn0/7qG9ylouMvs/s1600/26533_1419556735605_1433265637_31181240_3320131_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z02R7H5KKEc/To7YiR3jQII/AAAAAAAABn0/7qG9ylouMvs/s400/26533_1419556735605_1433265637_31181240_3320131_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660699865074843778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricordarsi che morirò presto è il più importante strumento che io abbia mai incontrato per fare le grandi scelte della vita. Perché quasi tutte le cose - tutte le aspettative di eternità, tutto l'orgoglio, tutti i timori di essere imbarazzati o di fallire - semplicemente svaniscono di fronte all'idea della morte, lasciando solo quello che c'è di realmente importante. Ricordarsi che dobbiamo morire è il modo migliore che io conosca per evitare di cadere nella trappola di chi pensa che avete qualcosa da perdere. Siete già nudi. Non c'è ragione per non seguire il vostro cuore. (Steve Jobs)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-3046297357831449448?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/3046297357831449448/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=3046297357831449448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3046297357831449448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3046297357831449448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/10/steve-jobs-e-la-morte.html' title='STEVE JOBS E LA MORTE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z02R7H5KKEc/To7YiR3jQII/AAAAAAAABn0/7qG9ylouMvs/s72-c/26533_1419556735605_1433265637_31181240_3320131_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-5437183009137415485</id><published>2011-10-01T07:09:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T07:11:58.254+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ALLA RICERCA DI ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XpaZu-sM128/ToavCWcDSSI/AAAAAAAABns/xUJdIzZKrNI/s1600/ulisse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XpaZu-sM128/ToavCWcDSSI/AAAAAAAABns/xUJdIzZKrNI/s400/ulisse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658402436755441954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ogni cosa ho voglia di arrivare sino alla sostanza. Nel lavoro, nel tumulto del cuore,cercando la mia strada. Sino all'essenza dei giorni passati,sino alla ragione,sino ai motivi, sino alle radici,sino al midollo... Eternamente aggrappandomi al filo dei destini, degli avvenimenti,sentire,amare,vivere,pensare...effettuare scoperte.&gt;(Boris Pasternack)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-5437183009137415485?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/5437183009137415485/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=5437183009137415485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5437183009137415485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5437183009137415485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/10/alla-ricerca-di.html' title='ALLA RICERCA DI ...'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XpaZu-sM128/ToavCWcDSSI/AAAAAAAABns/xUJdIzZKrNI/s72-c/ulisse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-7207954403820498559</id><published>2011-09-28T09:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T09:16:13.251+01:00</updated><title type='text'>QUANDO HO COMINCIATO ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7dnJ2oxuCrc/ToLXx2k8mgI/AAAAAAAABnk/o6YWMXWF5KY/s1600/DSC_1100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7dnJ2oxuCrc/ToLXx2k8mgI/AAAAAAAABnk/o6YWMXWF5KY/s400/DSC_1100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657321333394807298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando ho cominciato ad amarmi davvero, ho capito com'è imbarazzante aver voluto imporre a qualcuno i miei desideri, pur sapendo che i tempi non erano maturi e la persona non era pronta, anche se quella persona ero io.&lt;br /&gt;Oggi so che questo si chiama "rispetto".&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Quando ho cominciato ad amarmi davvero, ho smesso di desiderare un'altra vita e mi sono accorto che tutto ciò che mi circonda é un invit......o a crescere.&lt;br /&gt;Oggi so che questo si chiama "maturità".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando ho cominciato ad amarmi davvero, ho capito di trovarmi sempre ed in ogni occasione al posto giusto nel momento giusto e che tutto quello che succede va bene. Da allora ho potuto stare tranquillo.&lt;br /&gt;Oggi so che questo si chiama "stare in pace con se stessi".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando ho cominciato ad amarmi davvero, ho smesso di privarmi del mio tempo libero e di concepire progetti grandiosi per il futuro. Oggi faccio solo ciò che mi procura gioia e divertimento, ciò che amo e che mi fa ridere, a modo mio e con i miei ritmi.&lt;br /&gt;Oggi so che questo si chiama "sincerità". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando ho cominciato ad amarmi davvero, mi sono liberato di tutto ciò che non mi faceva del bene: persone, cose, situazioni e tutto ciò che mi tirava verso il basso allontanandomi da me stesso; all'inizio lo chiamavo "sano egoismo", ma oggi so che questo è "amore di sé".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando ho cominciato ad amarmi davvero, ho smesso di voler avere sempre ragione. E cosi ho commesso meno errori. Oggi mi sono reso conto che questo si chiama "semplicità". Quando ho cominciato ad amarmi davvero, mi sono rifiutato di vivere nel passato e di preoccuparmi del mio futuro. Ora vivo di più nel momento presente, in cui tutto ha un luogo. E' la mia condizione di vita quotidiana e la chiamo "perfezione".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando ho cominciato ad amarmi davvero, mi sono reso conto che il mio pensiero può rendermi miserabile e malato. Ma quando ho chiamato a raccolta le energie del mio cuore, l'intelletto è diventato un compagno importante.&lt;br /&gt;Oggi a questa unione do il nome di "saggezza interiore".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non dobbiamo continuare a temere i contrasti, i conflitti e i problemi con noi stessi e con gli altri perché perfino le stelle, a volte, si scontrano fra loro dando origine a nuovi mondi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oggi so che tutto questo è la vita. (Charlie Chaplin)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-7207954403820498559?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/7207954403820498559/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=7207954403820498559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/7207954403820498559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/7207954403820498559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/09/quando-ho-cominciato.html' title='QUANDO HO COMINCIATO ...'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7dnJ2oxuCrc/ToLXx2k8mgI/AAAAAAAABnk/o6YWMXWF5KY/s72-c/DSC_1100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-828554578883117124</id><published>2011-09-06T08:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T08:45:21.758+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La Dichiarazione d' Amore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o1JTZdzlhWo/TmXPhg7RXLI/AAAAAAAABnc/CDem053Lp5Y/s1600/DSC_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o1JTZdzlhWo/TmXPhg7RXLI/AAAAAAAABnc/CDem053Lp5Y/s400/DSC_1090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649149482287324338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non hai idea di quanto sia stato difficile trovare un dono&lt;br /&gt;da portarTi. Nulla sembrava la cosa giusta.&lt;br /&gt;Che senso ha portare oro ad una miniera d'oro, oppure acqua all'oceano.&lt;br /&gt;Ogni cosa che trovavo, era come portare spezie in Oriente.&lt;br /&gt;Non Ti posso donare il mio cuore e la mia anima, perché sono già Tue.&lt;br /&gt;Così, Ti ho portato uno specchio. GuardaTi e ricordami. ( Jalaluddin Rumi)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-828554578883117124?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/828554578883117124/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=828554578883117124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/828554578883117124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/828554578883117124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/09/la-dichiarazione-d-amore.html' title='La Dichiarazione d&apos; Amore'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o1JTZdzlhWo/TmXPhg7RXLI/AAAAAAAABnc/CDem053Lp5Y/s72-c/DSC_1090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-1656114927581072298</id><published>2011-08-26T07:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T07:58:14.884+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Viviamo... Giorno per giorno, minuto per minuto.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PPuJO_Kf3CY/TldEAcH2l3I/AAAAAAAABnU/9wtGFLYW-Ps/s1600/DSC_1089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PPuJO_Kf3CY/TldEAcH2l3I/AAAAAAAABnU/9wtGFLYW-Ps/s400/DSC_1089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645055432272025458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La vita è bella e unica, fatta anche di periodi neri, ma è giusto così... Le difficoltà fanno parte di noi, ci aiutano a cogliere le piccole cose, che, anche se possono sembrare "insignificanti" lasciano dei ricordi nel percorso del nostro viaggio. Viviamo al meglio tutto ciò. Una delle poche cose è sicuro nella vita... Non si può tornare indietro, si può soltanto rimediare agli sbagli commessi e da qui, continuare a vivere sempre meglio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-1656114927581072298?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/1656114927581072298/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=1656114927581072298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1656114927581072298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1656114927581072298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/08/viviamo-giorno-per-giorno-minuto-per.html' title='Viviamo... Giorno per giorno, minuto per minuto.....'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PPuJO_Kf3CY/TldEAcH2l3I/AAAAAAAABnU/9wtGFLYW-Ps/s72-c/DSC_1089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-5251829029108245674</id><published>2011-08-24T11:08:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T11:09:59.621+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IL POTERE DELLA MENTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6cvLcAP_qLE/TlTN86zGIII/AAAAAAAABnM/LDyq8Uiqte8/s1600/165360_179442875412201_176234809066341_484994_1227863_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6cvLcAP_qLE/TlTN86zGIII/AAAAAAAABnM/LDyq8Uiqte8/s400/165360_179442875412201_176234809066341_484994_1227863_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644362679461486722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La nostra mente puo' fare di un inferno un paradiso e di un paradiso un inferno.&lt;br /&gt; (J Milton )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-5251829029108245674?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/5251829029108245674/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=5251829029108245674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5251829029108245674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5251829029108245674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/08/il-potere-della-mente.html' title='IL POTERE DELLA MENTE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6cvLcAP_qLE/TlTN86zGIII/AAAAAAAABnM/LDyq8Uiqte8/s72-c/165360_179442875412201_176234809066341_484994_1227863_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-2701326186054401327</id><published>2011-08-24T11:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T11:07:51.690+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LE ASPIRAZIONI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ai8Hn8InQPE/TlTNctNN3KI/AAAAAAAABnE/ixoFR7dHzQw/s1600/DSC_1300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ai8Hn8InQPE/TlTNctNN3KI/AAAAAAAABnE/ixoFR7dHzQw/s400/DSC_1300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644362126057135266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le aspirazioni,una volta, erano il matrimonio e la famiglia. Si aspirava a soddisfazioni semplici ma profonde come la sicurezza di un compagno di vita,un abbraccio di un figlio, il gusto della buona cucina e la sensazione di una famiglia seduta,insieme, attorno ad un tavolo a Mezzogiorno e la Sera. Oggi si aspira a tailleur e grandi ville , arredamenti di uffici favolosi, belle macchine e grandi firme. Se queste possono essere soddisfazioni profonde, Beati loro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-2701326186054401327?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/2701326186054401327/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=2701326186054401327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2701326186054401327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2701326186054401327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/08/le-aspirazioni.html' title='LE ASPIRAZIONI'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ai8Hn8InQPE/TlTNctNN3KI/AAAAAAAABnE/ixoFR7dHzQw/s72-c/DSC_1300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-1742363387912121234</id><published>2011-08-23T15:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T16:05:04.372+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FALLO OGGI, ASPETTARE E' INUTILE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o3xJ3LW0EG4/TlPBJRg4IqI/AAAAAAAABm8/7u3TobnoYbA/s1600/DSC_1100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o3xJ3LW0EG4/TlPBJRg4IqI/AAAAAAAABm8/7u3TobnoYbA/s400/DSC_1100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644067123089646242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non aspettare oltre, fallo oggi, perchè se il domani non arrivasse, sicuramente compiangeresti il giorno che non hai avuto tempo per un sorriso, un abbraccio, un bacio e che eri troppo occupato per regalare un ultimo desiderio.&lt;br /&gt;Tieni chi ami vicino a te, digli quanto bisogno hai di loro, amali e trattali bene, trova il tempo per dirgli “mi spiace”, “perdonami”, “per favore”, “grazie” e tutte le parole d’amore che conosci.&lt;br /&gt;Nessuno ti ricorderà per i tuoi pensieri segreti (...)&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel G. Marquez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-1742363387912121234?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/1742363387912121234/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=1742363387912121234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1742363387912121234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1742363387912121234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/08/fallo-oggi-aspettare-e-inutile.html' title='FALLO OGGI, ASPETTARE E&apos; INUTILE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o3xJ3LW0EG4/TlPBJRg4IqI/AAAAAAAABm8/7u3TobnoYbA/s72-c/DSC_1100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-3637753281143114769</id><published>2011-08-19T17:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T17:32:38.479+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ORGOGLIO DA CONDIVIDERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UP7VOBKQb8g/Tk6QGvTSMoI/AAAAAAAABmk/J0sTuVng8l8/s1600/16165_1287942245325_1433265637_30855335_7831469_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UP7VOBKQb8g/Tk6QGvTSMoI/AAAAAAAABmk/J0sTuVng8l8/s400/16165_1287942245325_1433265637_30855335_7831469_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642605828592775810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orgoglio di essere meridionali ed essere capaci di dire che veniamo dall Magna Grecia. &lt;br /&gt;Pensate, Amici, gli stessi Greci chiamavano il sud-Italia MAGNA GRECIA....Ciò significa che essi stessi ritenevano le loro colonie superiori ai loro fondatori...&lt;br /&gt;Non è straordinario?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-3637753281143114769?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/3637753281143114769/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=3637753281143114769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3637753281143114769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3637753281143114769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/08/orgoglio-da-condividere.html' title='ORGOGLIO DA CONDIVIDERE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UP7VOBKQb8g/Tk6QGvTSMoI/AAAAAAAABmk/J0sTuVng8l8/s72-c/16165_1287942245325_1433265637_30855335_7831469_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-259398986062111186</id><published>2011-07-27T16:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T16:09:37.055+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SENTIRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fzKy2owxITQ/TjAqLK6fH1I/AAAAAAAABmc/5LRLooYDomM/s1600/ttt.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fzKy2owxITQ/TjAqLK6fH1I/AAAAAAAABmc/5LRLooYDomM/s400/ttt.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634049505237081938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Non tutte le onde si sentono attraverso il mare. Per alcune sono necessarie le conchiglie.'' Catherine.E.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-259398986062111186?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/259398986062111186/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=259398986062111186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/259398986062111186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/259398986062111186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/07/sentire.html' title='SENTIRE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fzKy2owxITQ/TjAqLK6fH1I/AAAAAAAABmc/5LRLooYDomM/s72-c/ttt.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-2080670221351785194</id><published>2011-07-26T17:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T17:34:34.360+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Apostolo della natura</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJ1obtdSOZU/Ti7r-bLRZ7I/AAAAAAAABmU/5wD03hiSlw4/s1600/grotta%2Bminerva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJ1obtdSOZU/Ti7r-bLRZ7I/AAAAAAAABmU/5wD03hiSlw4/s400/grotta%2Bminerva.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633699641566521266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dio è dentro ti tuo! Il cielo e il paradiso, casa del tuo spirito, della tua anima, la beata magnificenza della terra, l’eterna incommensurabilità dell’universo giacciono nascosti come germi in ogni petto umano! Conosci te stesso! Solo la conoscenza della tua divinità ti libera dai vincoli e dalla maledizione dell’errore, dal crimine e dalla miseria senza nome, dalla rovina di te stesso e della madre terra! Conoscete uomini la vostra madre, la Natura, la più libera e pura saggezza per gli uomini, l’incorrotta fonte della vostra nobiltà immune da peccato originario, maledizione e danno. Conosci te stesso uomo!”&lt;br /&gt;Karl Wilhelm Diefenbach&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-2080670221351785194?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/2080670221351785194/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=2080670221351785194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2080670221351785194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2080670221351785194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/07/apostolo-della-natura.html' title='Apostolo della natura'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJ1obtdSOZU/Ti7r-bLRZ7I/AAAAAAAABmU/5wD03hiSlw4/s72-c/grotta%2Bminerva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-2602669419357660031</id><published>2011-07-26T07:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T07:44:26.070+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IL CAMMINO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u__12vl4KUk/Ti5iRZ3tLJI/AAAAAAAABmE/1Cyk0CQWsQk/s1600/16165_1287939445255_1433265637_30855268_5219800_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u__12vl4KUk/Ti5iRZ3tLJI/AAAAAAAABmE/1Cyk0CQWsQk/s400/16165_1287939445255_1433265637_30855268_5219800_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633548235028901010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"La vita di ogni uomo è una via verso se stesso,&lt;br /&gt;il tentativo di una via, l'accenno di un sentiero"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hermann Hesse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-2602669419357660031?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/2602669419357660031/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=2602669419357660031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2602669419357660031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2602669419357660031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/07/il-cammino.html' title='IL CAMMINO'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u__12vl4KUk/Ti5iRZ3tLJI/AAAAAAAABmE/1Cyk0CQWsQk/s72-c/16165_1287939445255_1433265637_30855268_5219800_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-2846065710551170578</id><published>2011-07-21T11:22:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T17:50:50.422+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CONSAPEVOLEZZA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EkKhf7Q96cI/Tk6Tycfs1hI/AAAAAAAABms/Pe7TDUFp31w/s1600/DSC_1239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EkKhf7Q96cI/Tk6Tycfs1hI/AAAAAAAABms/Pe7TDUFp31w/s400/DSC_1239.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642609877993707026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ero felice, non ci si accorge mai di esserlo, e mi chiedo perchè l'assimilazione di un sentimento così benevolo ci trovi sempre impreparati,sbadati, tanto che conosciamo solo la nostalgia della felicità, o la sua perenne attesa." &lt;br /&gt;(Non ti muovere, Margaret Mazzantini)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-2846065710551170578?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/2846065710551170578/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=2846065710551170578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2846065710551170578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2846065710551170578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/07/consapevolezza.html' title='CONSAPEVOLEZZA'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EkKhf7Q96cI/Tk6Tycfs1hI/AAAAAAAABms/Pe7TDUFp31w/s72-c/DSC_1239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-7054253804337859623</id><published>2011-07-21T11:21:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T11:22:12.304+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BELLE PAROLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nQ4lMO1rmvE/Tif90O27hxI/AAAAAAAABls/ETo4AL1yitw/s1600/36368_1421181101250_1584364449_940117_7582952_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nQ4lMO1rmvE/Tif90O27hxI/AAAAAAAABls/ETo4AL1yitw/s400/36368_1421181101250_1584364449_940117_7582952_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631748932833609490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le parole e le uova devono essere maneggiate con cura. Una volta rotte sono cose impossibili da aggiustare. &lt;br /&gt;- A. Sexton&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-7054253804337859623?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/7054253804337859623/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=7054253804337859623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/7054253804337859623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/7054253804337859623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/07/belle-parole.html' title='BELLE PAROLE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nQ4lMO1rmvE/Tif90O27hxI/AAAAAAAABls/ETo4AL1yitw/s72-c/36368_1421181101250_1584364449_940117_7582952_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-8464117792191783952</id><published>2011-07-21T11:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T11:20:37.830+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IL BELLO E' DOVE SEI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nRnC73_xutA/Tif9cB6yebI/AAAAAAAABlk/IDxds1A1mNM/s1600/mont%2Bcomune.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nRnC73_xutA/Tif9cB6yebI/AAAAAAAABlk/IDxds1A1mNM/s400/mont%2Bcomune.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631748517043272114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forse la cosa migliore è smetterla di pensare a dove sei diretto e goderti dove sei.&lt;br /&gt; - Bill Lawrence&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-8464117792191783952?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/8464117792191783952/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=8464117792191783952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8464117792191783952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8464117792191783952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/07/il-bello-e-dove-sei.html' title='IL BELLO E&apos; DOVE SEI'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nRnC73_xutA/Tif9cB6yebI/AAAAAAAABlk/IDxds1A1mNM/s72-c/mont%2Bcomune.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-1459691065430992976</id><published>2011-07-14T15:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T15:11:11.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'>VIVI VERAMENTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w5woZXr5Xxc/Th74-g6b6uI/AAAAAAAABlc/ksXV1XmGf6Y/s1600/ieranto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w5woZXr5Xxc/Th74-g6b6uI/AAAAAAAABlc/ksXV1XmGf6Y/s400/ieranto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629210337130310370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivi pienamente la tua vita ogni singolo giorno. Fai esperienze, gioisci, sogna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbi cura di te e dei tuoi amici. Divertiti, fai il pazzo, non aver paura di essere considerato strano. Esci, viaggia, impara! Vai dove desideri e godi ogni singolo istante, ogni singolo passo. Cogli l’opportunità di imparare dai tuoi errori, non essere così cocciuto da credere che non li farai. Immagina la vita come tu la vuoi e costruiscila un mattoncino al giorno, te la meriti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non cercare di essere sempre perfetto, perchè ti do una buona notizia, nessuno lo è. Sii semplicemente un buon esempio per chi ti sta intorno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ama le cose che fai e sii felice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Littleword&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-1459691065430992976?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/1459691065430992976/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=1459691065430992976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1459691065430992976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1459691065430992976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/07/vivi-veramente.html' title='VIVI VERAMENTE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w5woZXr5Xxc/Th74-g6b6uI/AAAAAAAABlc/ksXV1XmGf6Y/s72-c/ieranto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-1694658850956754330</id><published>2011-07-12T18:10:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T18:16:02.169+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I FIGLI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AbRxi1R2o1k/ThyBTkaHSrI/AAAAAAAABlU/wyRiMRe1Zqs/s1600/foto%2Balla%2Bmarinella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AbRxi1R2o1k/ThyBTkaHSrI/AAAAAAAABlU/wyRiMRe1Zqs/s400/foto%2Balla%2Bmarinella.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628515807496981170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E una donna che portava un bimbo al seno disse, &lt;br /&gt;Parla con noi dei Figli.&lt;br /&gt;E lui disse:&lt;br /&gt;I vostri figli non sono vostri figli.&lt;br /&gt;Essi sono i figli e le figlie della brama della Vita per la vita.&lt;br /&gt;Essi vengono attraverso voi ma non per voi.&lt;br /&gt;E benché essi siano con voi essi non appartengono a voi.&lt;br /&gt;Voi potete dare loro il vostro amore, ma non i vostri pensieri,&lt;br /&gt;Poiché essi hanno i propri pensieri.&lt;br /&gt;Voi potete custodire i loro corpi, ma non le loro anime,&lt;br /&gt;Poiché le loro anime dimorano case di domani, che non potrete visitare, neppure in sogno.&lt;br /&gt;Potrete essere come loro, ma non cercate di farli simili a voi,&lt;br /&gt;Poiché la vita procede e non si ferma a ieri.&lt;br /&gt;Voi siete gli archi di i vostri figli sono frecce vive scoccate lontano.&lt;br /&gt;L'Arciere vede il bersaglio sulla strada dell'infinito, ed Egli con forza vi tende  affinché le sue frecce possano andare veloci e lontane.&lt;br /&gt;Piegatevi  nelle mani dell'Arciere con gioia:&lt;br /&gt;Poiché come egli ama la freccia che vola, così Egli ama l'equilibrio dell'arco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[da: " Il Profeta" di Gibran Kalil Gibran]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-1694658850956754330?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/1694658850956754330/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=1694658850956754330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1694658850956754330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1694658850956754330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-figli.html' title='I FIGLI'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AbRxi1R2o1k/ThyBTkaHSrI/AAAAAAAABlU/wyRiMRe1Zqs/s72-c/foto%2Balla%2Bmarinella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-3468023538075397844</id><published>2011-07-12T10:08:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T10:12:36.633+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Destino e balene</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-33R-FcDaRfc/ThwP-YroB8I/AAAAAAAABlE/WPeXfGX1zJM/s1600/c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-33R-FcDaRfc/ThwP-YroB8I/AAAAAAAABlE/WPeXfGX1zJM/s400/c2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628391198758012866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il destino e' come la balena, lo riconosci solo dalla coda (V. Capossela )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-3468023538075397844?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/3468023538075397844/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=3468023538075397844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3468023538075397844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3468023538075397844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/07/drstino-e-balene.html' title='Destino e balene'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-33R-FcDaRfc/ThwP-YroB8I/AAAAAAAABlE/WPeXfGX1zJM/s72-c/c2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-659652932226495497</id><published>2011-07-06T07:41:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T07:45:12.094+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belle parole'/><title type='text'>Quando ti sembra di avere troppe cose da gestire nella vita, quando 24 ore in un giorno non sono abbastanza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p3zpeieRP7Y/ThQEaNwNoTI/AAAAAAAABks/hZ-PYy3EL74/s1600/32210_1376423863920_1631573773_880868_5135480_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p3zpeieRP7Y/ThQEaNwNoTI/AAAAAAAABks/hZ-PYy3EL74/s400/32210_1376423863920_1631573773_880868_5135480_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626126682907582770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un professore stava davanti alla sua classe di filosofia e aveva davanti alcuni oggetti, quando la classe incominci a zittirsi prese un grande barattolo di maionese vuoto e lo inizio’ a riempire di palline da golf, chiese poi agli studenti se il barattolo fosse pieno e questi risposero che lo era. Il professore allora prese un barattolo di ghiaia e la rovesciò nel barattolo di maionese, lo scosse leggermente e i sassolini si posizionarono negli spazi vuoti tra le palline da golf. Chiese di nuovo agli studenti se il barattolo fosse pieno e questi concordarono che lo era. Il professore prese allora una scatola di sabbia e la rovesciò nel barattolo, ovviamente la sabbia si sparse ovunque all'interno. Chiese ancora una volta se il barattolo fosse pieno e gli studenti risposero con un unanime 'si'. Il professore estrasse quindi due bicchieri di vino da sotto la cattedra e rovesciò il loro intero contenuto nel barattolo andando così effettivamente a riempire gli spazi vuoti nella sabbia; gli studenti risero. 'Ora', disse il professore non appena la risata si fu placata, voglio che consideriate questo barattolo come la vostra vita: le palle da golf sono le cose importanti; la vostra famiglia, i vostri bambini, la vostra salute, i vostri amici e le vostre passioni, le cose per cui, se anche tutto il resto andasse perduto, e solo queste rimanessero, la vostra vita continuerebbe ad essere piena; i sassolini sono le altre cose che hanno importanza come il vostro lavoro, la casa, la macchina... la sabbia è tutto il resto, le piccole cose. Se voi mettete nel barattolo la sabbia per prima non ci sarà spazio per la ghiaia e nemmeno per le palle da golf, lo stesso vale per la vita, se spendete tutto il vostro tempo e le vostre energie dietro le piccole cose non avrete più spazio per le cose che sono importanti per voi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uno degli studenti alzò la mano e chiese cosa rappresentasse il vino. Il professore sorrise: 'Sono felice che tu l'abbia chiesto, serve solo per mostrarvi che non importa quanto piena possa sembrare la vostra vita, ci sarà sempre spazio per un paio di bicchieri di vino con un amico'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-659652932226495497?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/659652932226495497/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=659652932226495497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/659652932226495497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/659652932226495497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/07/quando-ti-sembra-di-avere-troppe-cose.html' title='Quando ti sembra di avere troppe cose da gestire nella vita, quando 24 ore in un giorno non sono abbastanza'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p3zpeieRP7Y/ThQEaNwNoTI/AAAAAAAABks/hZ-PYy3EL74/s72-c/32210_1376423863920_1631573773_880868_5135480_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-7198315935375372278</id><published>2011-06-01T08:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T17:53:43.229+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A CACCIA DI TUTTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eu9ncVADkLo/Tk6VEQAQZsI/AAAAAAAABm0/oVzNXwdt1zM/s1600/DSC_1121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eu9ncVADkLo/Tk6VEQAQZsI/AAAAAAAABm0/oVzNXwdt1zM/s400/DSC_1121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642611283389867714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Il cacciatore deve essere sempre un po' affamato, perché la fame rende più acuti i sensi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Luis Sepúlveda in "Il vecchio che leggeva romanzi d'amore"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-7198315935375372278?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/7198315935375372278/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=7198315935375372278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/7198315935375372278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/7198315935375372278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/06/caccia-di-tutto.html' title='A CACCIA DI TUTTO'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eu9ncVADkLo/Tk6VEQAQZsI/AAAAAAAABm0/oVzNXwdt1zM/s72-c/DSC_1121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-8384975750079265011</id><published>2011-05-26T08:05:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T08:07:29.229+01:00</updated><title type='text'>VIETATO MORIRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jH7mV_JYJu0/Td38DjpTHtI/AAAAAAAABkg/WBBz7o8U75k/s1600/221961_210994052263329_100000582083900_741438_1405816_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jH7mV_JYJu0/Td38DjpTHtI/AAAAAAAABkg/WBBz7o8U75k/s400/221961_210994052263329_100000582083900_741438_1405816_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610917848811773650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un uomo muore quando perde la voglia di provare nuove emozioni...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-8384975750079265011?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/8384975750079265011/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=8384975750079265011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8384975750079265011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8384975750079265011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/05/vietato-morire.html' title='VIETATO MORIRE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jH7mV_JYJu0/Td38DjpTHtI/AAAAAAAABkg/WBBz7o8U75k/s72-c/221961_210994052263329_100000582083900_741438_1405816_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-8481212410439627385</id><published>2011-05-23T15:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T15:26:06.024+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LA PAURA ED IL CORAGGIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-We9CkyElSwU/TdpuZTIEuXI/AAAAAAAABkY/M-_xzXbb1Vc/s1600/32210_1376423863920_1631573773_880868_5135480_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-We9CkyElSwU/TdpuZTIEuXI/AAAAAAAABkY/M-_xzXbb1Vc/s400/32210_1376423863920_1631573773_880868_5135480_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609917666753296754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'importante non è stabilire se uno ha paura o meno, è saper convivere con la propria paura e non farsi condizionare dalla stessa. Ecco, il coraggio è questo, altrimenti non è più coraggio, è incoscienza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G. Falcone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-8481212410439627385?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/8481212410439627385/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=8481212410439627385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8481212410439627385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8481212410439627385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/05/la-paura-ed-il-coraggio.html' title='LA PAURA ED IL CORAGGIO'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-We9CkyElSwU/TdpuZTIEuXI/AAAAAAAABkY/M-_xzXbb1Vc/s72-c/32210_1376423863920_1631573773_880868_5135480_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-7898150091540420473</id><published>2011-05-19T15:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T15:23:18.875+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FAI IL POSSIBILE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJNNrpg71nE/TdUn0e3-DwI/AAAAAAAABkQ/e5l6XSYPeoI/s1600/12577647236PL9OQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJNNrpg71nE/TdUn0e3-DwI/AAAAAAAABkQ/e5l6XSYPeoI/s400/12577647236PL9OQ.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608432693554319106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lavora come se non avessi bisogno dei soldi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ama come se nessuno ti avesse mai fatto soffrire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balla come se nessuno ti stesse guardando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canta come se nessuno ti stesse sentendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivi come se il Paradiso fosse sulla Terra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-7898150091540420473?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/7898150091540420473/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=7898150091540420473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/7898150091540420473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/7898150091540420473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/05/fai-il-possibile.html' title='FAI IL POSSIBILE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJNNrpg71nE/TdUn0e3-DwI/AAAAAAAABkQ/e5l6XSYPeoI/s72-c/12577647236PL9OQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-2330792423292378115</id><published>2011-05-18T16:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T16:33:27.708+01:00</updated><title type='text'>L'ULTIMO AVVENIMENTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GbARbLcG1h8/TdPmsNE42FI/AAAAAAAABkI/CzxKllN2LgM/s1600/monte%2Bcomune.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GbARbLcG1h8/TdPmsNE42FI/AAAAAAAABkI/CzxKllN2LgM/s400/monte%2Bcomune.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608079608105195602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La vita è un insieme di avvenimenti, &lt;br /&gt;di cui l'ultimo potrebbe anche cambiare il senso di tutto l'insieme. &lt;br /&gt;(Italo Calvino)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-2330792423292378115?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/2330792423292378115/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=2330792423292378115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2330792423292378115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2330792423292378115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/05/lultimo-avvenimento.html' title='L&apos;ULTIMO AVVENIMENTO'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GbARbLcG1h8/TdPmsNE42FI/AAAAAAAABkI/CzxKllN2LgM/s72-c/monte%2Bcomune.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-4165734957745757695</id><published>2011-05-18T08:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T08:42:46.514+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PAURA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dc6wXlauNCs/TdN4cimk0LI/AAAAAAAABkA/BE5N1I9_B3U/s1600/38203_141374685891933_100000582083900_299297_3039213_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dc6wXlauNCs/TdN4cimk0LI/AAAAAAAABkA/BE5N1I9_B3U/s400/38203_141374685891933_100000582083900_299297_3039213_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607958392726671538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La paura della sofferenza è peggiore della sofferenza stessa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-4165734957745757695?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/4165734957745757695/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=4165734957745757695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/4165734957745757695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/4165734957745757695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/05/paura.html' title='PAURA'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dc6wXlauNCs/TdN4cimk0LI/AAAAAAAABkA/BE5N1I9_B3U/s72-c/38203_141374685891933_100000582083900_299297_3039213_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-8032592955094152953</id><published>2011-04-29T18:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T18:06:48.695+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I MOMENTI CHIAVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3q8Cs_SBXgo/TbrvhCnur1I/AAAAAAAABj4/hNYHFlIWR7s/s1600/DSC_1260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3q8Cs_SBXgo/TbrvhCnur1I/AAAAAAAABj4/hNYHFlIWR7s/s400/DSC_1260.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601052437506862930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I momenti dell'infelicità sono momenti chiave della vita, gli unici momenti in cui si impara davvero qualcosa &lt;br /&gt;(Reinhold Messner)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-8032592955094152953?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/8032592955094152953/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=8032592955094152953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8032592955094152953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8032592955094152953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-momenti-dellinfelicita-sono-momenti.html' title='I MOMENTI CHIAVE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3q8Cs_SBXgo/TbrvhCnur1I/AAAAAAAABj4/hNYHFlIWR7s/s72-c/DSC_1260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-6354968636304563283</id><published>2011-04-21T17:09:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T17:23:44.773+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I FOLLI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-85ck9jDmo/TbBaDHuAXDI/AAAAAAAABjs/cdIXB6ChlNk/s1600/DSC_1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-85ck9jDmo/TbBaDHuAXDI/AAAAAAAABjs/cdIXB6ChlNk/s400/DSC_1029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598073346479643698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questo messaggio lo dedichiamo ai folli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tutti coloro che vedono le cose in modo diverso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potete citarli. Essere in disaccordo con loro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potete glorificarli o denigrarli, ma l'unica cosa che non potete fare è ignorarli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perché riescono a cambiare le cose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E mentre qualcuno potrebbe definirli folli, noi ne vediamo il genio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perché solo coloro che sono abbastastanza folli da pensare di poter cambiare il mondo, lo cambiano davvero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahatma Gandhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-6354968636304563283?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/6354968636304563283/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=6354968636304563283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/6354968636304563283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/6354968636304563283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-folli.html' title='I FOLLI'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-85ck9jDmo/TbBaDHuAXDI/AAAAAAAABjs/cdIXB6ChlNk/s72-c/DSC_1029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-1898926723978960014</id><published>2011-04-21T11:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T11:17:42.041+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TU CONTI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qf66TeM9vm4/TbAEQbkbWpI/AAAAAAAABjk/o_Tgp_qsSYc/s1600/DSC_0326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qf66TeM9vm4/TbAEQbkbWpI/AAAAAAAABjk/o_Tgp_qsSYc/s400/DSC_0326.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597979017146489490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando conto le cose preziose che ho, ti conto sempre due volte. (Silvana Stremiz)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-1898926723978960014?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/1898926723978960014/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=1898926723978960014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1898926723978960014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1898926723978960014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/04/tu-conti.html' title='TU CONTI'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qf66TeM9vm4/TbAEQbkbWpI/AAAAAAAABjk/o_Tgp_qsSYc/s72-c/DSC_0326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-863497527709957794</id><published>2011-04-19T11:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T11:57:09.262+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LA LOTTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WWbDI2-_dCQ/Ta1qcm2HeJI/AAAAAAAABjc/E2bf2mSbKyE/s1600/nino%2Be%2Bcarlo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WWbDI2-_dCQ/Ta1qcm2HeJI/AAAAAAAABjc/E2bf2mSbKyE/s400/nino%2Be%2Bcarlo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597246951587805330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se combattiamo con tutte le forze contro ciò che è ineluttabile, ci ritroviamo depressi, stressati, furiosi.&lt;br /&gt; Il segreto per ritrovare la serenità sta quindi nel guardare le cose da un punto di vista differente e concentrare le energie su ciò che invece dipende dalla nostra volontà. Solo così saremo in grado di superare le avversità che la vita ci riserva. Questa è la chiave della vera felicità&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-863497527709957794?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/863497527709957794/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=863497527709957794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/863497527709957794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/863497527709957794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/04/la-lotta.html' title='LA LOTTA'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WWbDI2-_dCQ/Ta1qcm2HeJI/AAAAAAAABjc/E2bf2mSbKyE/s72-c/nino%2Be%2Bcarlo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-9111648915370516854</id><published>2011-04-19T07:59:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T08:01:22.582+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TROVA IL TEMPO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eEOWuApsPTs/Ta0zPNXYelI/AAAAAAAABjU/3Eis0LTfwMI/s1600/1266506689105_24orediamantini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eEOWuApsPTs/Ta0zPNXYelI/AAAAAAAABjU/3Eis0LTfwMI/s400/1266506689105_24orediamantini.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597186248270182994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trova il tempo di riflettere,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;è la fonte della forza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trova il tempo di giocare,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;è il segreto della giovinezza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trova il tempo di leggere,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;è la base del sapere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trova il tempo d’essere gentile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;è la strada della felicità.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trova il tempo di sognare,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;è il sentiero che porta alle stelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trova il tempo di amare,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;è la vera gioia di vivere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trova il tempo d’esser contento,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;è la musica dell’anima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Antica ballata irlandese)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-9111648915370516854?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/9111648915370516854/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=9111648915370516854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/9111648915370516854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/9111648915370516854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/04/trova-il-tempo.html' title='TROVA IL TEMPO'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eEOWuApsPTs/Ta0zPNXYelI/AAAAAAAABjU/3Eis0LTfwMI/s72-c/1266506689105_24orediamantini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-5920026094820178227</id><published>2011-04-13T14:48:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T14:52:18.839+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DICA ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQv2cmaco08/TaWqjpWxanI/AAAAAAAABjM/f-lVjhUQIqg/s1600/1266506696111_artimestieriabc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQv2cmaco08/TaWqjpWxanI/AAAAAAAABjM/f-lVjhUQIqg/s400/1266506696111_artimestieriabc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595065641451219570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dico ai giovani:&lt;br /&gt; non pensate a voi stessi, pensate agli altri. Pensate al futuro che vi aspetta, pensate a quello che potete fare, e non temete niente. &lt;br /&gt;Non temete le difficoltà: io ne ho passate molte, e le ho attraversate senza paura, con totale indifferenza alla mia persona.&lt;br /&gt; Rita Levi Montalcini&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-5920026094820178227?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/5920026094820178227/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=5920026094820178227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5920026094820178227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5920026094820178227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/04/dica.html' title='DICA ...'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQv2cmaco08/TaWqjpWxanI/AAAAAAAABjM/f-lVjhUQIqg/s72-c/1266506696111_artimestieriabc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-5700890160828442500</id><published>2011-04-07T16:05:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T16:06:55.769+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TUTTI SERVONO MA NESSUNO E' INDISPENSABILE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DqQvmAdAwVg/TZ3TCtrZUAI/AAAAAAAABi0/lYBujb_nuKg/s1600/31288_1276553445170_1569999739_30687203_2827836_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 87px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DqQvmAdAwVg/TZ3TCtrZUAI/AAAAAAAABi0/lYBujb_nuKg/s400/31288_1276553445170_1569999739_30687203_2827836_s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592858355838832642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per chi nella vita può andare avanti con tutti,ma può proseguire benissimo anche da solo.&lt;br /&gt;I cimiteri sono pieni di gente indispensabile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-5700890160828442500?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/5700890160828442500/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=5700890160828442500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5700890160828442500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5700890160828442500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/04/tutti-servono-ma-nessuno-e.html' title='TUTTI SERVONO MA NESSUNO E&apos; INDISPENSABILE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DqQvmAdAwVg/TZ3TCtrZUAI/AAAAAAAABi0/lYBujb_nuKg/s72-c/31288_1276553445170_1569999739_30687203_2827836_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-6233357472670503716</id><published>2011-03-23T08:07:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-23T08:11:31.701Z</updated><title type='text'>I BUONI AMICI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JNeF7vWNHNQ/TYmrKEGJ2kI/AAAAAAAABis/XEi8MsWyDV8/s1600/180398_498246961372_159046991372_6592821_26090_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JNeF7vWNHNQ/TYmrKEGJ2kI/AAAAAAAABis/XEi8MsWyDV8/s400/180398_498246961372_159046991372_6592821_26090_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587185002116405826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dicono che i BUONI AMICI possono trascorrere lunghi periodi di tempo senza parlarsi nè vedersi e senza mai mettere in dubbio la loro amicizia.Questi amici subito si aggiornano come se avessero parlato il giorno prima, senza considerare il tempo passato durante il quale non si erano visti, o quanto fossero lontani fra loro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-6233357472670503716?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/6233357472670503716/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=6233357472670503716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/6233357472670503716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/6233357472670503716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-buoni-amici.html' title='I BUONI AMICI'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JNeF7vWNHNQ/TYmrKEGJ2kI/AAAAAAAABis/XEi8MsWyDV8/s72-c/180398_498246961372_159046991372_6592821_26090_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-7446825832441511921</id><published>2011-03-02T15:42:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-02T15:42:48.725Z</updated><title type='text'>Sii sempre sincero con te stesso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R5EodWiLZEg/TW5lc4WlSMI/AAAAAAAABik/Q5dHeU3_k9s/s1600/02_Meteor_Shower_August_2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R5EodWiLZEg/TW5lc4WlSMI/AAAAAAAABik/Q5dHeU3_k9s/s400/02_Meteor_Shower_August_2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579508535196469442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupisciti della luna piena, ma non cercare di portartela con te: il suo posto è in cielo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riscaldati al sole, ma non dimenticare che non ti appartiene: appartiene a tutte le creature, grandi e piccole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sogna pure con le stelle, ma lasciale brillare di notte nell'alto del cielo: è quello il loro posto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non cercare di fermare il vento o di ripararti da esso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sussurrerà alla tua anima la verità.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spalanca porte e finestre quando le scorgerai nella tua vita,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;così potrai tenerti sempre la tua voglia di vivere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senza di essa non andrai da nessuna parte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma più di tutto fidati di chi sei: sii sempre sincero con te stesso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivere la vita di qualcun altro ti condannerà ad uccidere una parte di te.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sergio Bambarèn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-7446825832441511921?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/7446825832441511921/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=7446825832441511921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/7446825832441511921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/7446825832441511921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/03/sii-sempre-sincero-con-te-stesso.html' title='Sii sempre sincero con te stesso'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R5EodWiLZEg/TW5lc4WlSMI/AAAAAAAABik/Q5dHeU3_k9s/s72-c/02_Meteor_Shower_August_2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-4726262520668215293</id><published>2011-02-18T17:25:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-18T17:26:30.735Z</updated><title type='text'>SII PIU' GENTILE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v_fnXTAREJo/TV6rwhE-dpI/AAAAAAAABic/WXZW0AeHnkM/s1600/162753_181996758490146_176234809066341_499018_1331252_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v_fnXTAREJo/TV6rwhE-dpI/AAAAAAAABic/WXZW0AeHnkM/s400/162753_181996758490146_176234809066341_499018_1331252_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575082238732564114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sii più gentile del necessario, perché ciascuna delle persone che&lt;br /&gt;incontri sta combattendo qualche sorta di battaglia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-4726262520668215293?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/4726262520668215293/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=4726262520668215293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/4726262520668215293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/4726262520668215293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/02/sii-piu-gentile.html' title='SII PIU&apos; GENTILE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v_fnXTAREJo/TV6rwhE-dpI/AAAAAAAABic/WXZW0AeHnkM/s72-c/162753_181996758490146_176234809066341_499018_1331252_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-2995528918986521674</id><published>2011-02-16T17:57:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-16T17:59:07.833Z</updated><title type='text'>da "Alla tua salute Amore Mio"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fwysHyPplo8/TVwQZ6k7cPI/AAAAAAAABiE/IpDFLPl0OiM/s1600/31174_1459577696104_1433265637_31279272_1331871_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fwysHyPplo8/TVwQZ6k7cPI/AAAAAAAABiE/IpDFLPl0OiM/s400/31174_1459577696104_1433265637_31279272_1331871_s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574348476184752370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amore,&lt;br /&gt;vola da me&lt;br /&gt;con l'aeroplano di carta&lt;br /&gt;della mia fantasia,&lt;br /&gt;con l'ingegno del tuo sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;Vedrai fiorire terre piene di magia&lt;br /&gt;e io sarò la chioma d'albero più alta&lt;br /&gt;per darti frescura e riparo.&lt;br /&gt;Fa' delle due braccia&lt;br /&gt;due ali d'angelo&lt;br /&gt;e porta anche a me un po' di pace&lt;br /&gt;e il giocattolo del sogno.&lt;br /&gt;Ma prima di dirmi qualcosa&lt;br /&gt;guarda il genio in fiore&lt;br /&gt;del mio cuore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.Merini&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-2995528918986521674?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/2995528918986521674/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=2995528918986521674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2995528918986521674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2995528918986521674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/02/da-alla-tua-salute-amore-mio_16.html' title='da &quot;Alla tua salute Amore Mio&quot;'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fwysHyPplo8/TVwQZ6k7cPI/AAAAAAAABiE/IpDFLPl0OiM/s72-c/31174_1459577696104_1433265637_31279272_1331871_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-2418632824017854051</id><published>2011-02-16T17:53:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-16T18:04:50.122Z</updated><title type='text'>da "Alla tua salute, amore mio"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-puwX8tTuyGI/TVwRvMWInOI/AAAAAAAABiU/rK-VwdNtZn8/s1600/Monte_Monaco-IMG_7649asm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-puwX8tTuyGI/TVwRvMWInOI/AAAAAAAABiU/rK-VwdNtZn8/s400/Monte_Monaco-IMG_7649asm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574349941243419874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accarezzami, amore,&lt;br /&gt;ma come il sole&lt;br /&gt;che tocca la dolce fronte della luna.&lt;br /&gt;Non venirmi a molestare anche tu&lt;br /&gt;con quelle sciocche ricerche&lt;br /&gt;sulle tracce del divino.&lt;br /&gt;Dio arriverà all'alba&lt;br /&gt;se io sarò tra le tue braccia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alda Merini&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-2418632824017854051?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/2418632824017854051/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=2418632824017854051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2418632824017854051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2418632824017854051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/02/da-alla-tua-salute-amore-mio.html' title='da &quot;Alla tua salute, amore mio&quot;'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-puwX8tTuyGI/TVwRvMWInOI/AAAAAAAABiU/rK-VwdNtZn8/s72-c/Monte_Monaco-IMG_7649asm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-202372130218149872</id><published>2011-02-16T17:08:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-16T17:39:04.805Z</updated><title type='text'>REGOLE PER LAVORARE BENE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UX-4LSOi8Z8/TVwLsM4kyCI/AAAAAAAABh0/RGwySnUWf-c/s1600/ss.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UX-4LSOi8Z8/TVwLsM4kyCI/AAAAAAAABh0/RGwySnUWf-c/s400/ss.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574343292778498082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ogni cosa che si fa ci vuole passione affinche' funzioni.Dopo tanti anni di globalizzazione io provo a credere nella localizzazione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per la localizzazione si rispolvera tutto quello che per anni sono stati i vantaggi competitivi delle aziende italiane nel mondo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUSTOMER FIRST (IL CLIENTE PRIMA DI TUTTO) &lt;br /&gt;PERSONE IN GRADO DI CAMBIARE IL MONDO (LE RISORSE UMANE COME PUNTO DI FORZA E DIFFERENZA) &lt;br /&gt;RESPECT (RISPETTO VERSO I CLIENTI, VERSO I FORNITORI, VERSO I DIPENDENTI) &lt;br /&gt;PERSEVERANCE (INSEGUIRE GLI OBIETTIVI CON TENACIA) &lt;br /&gt;PASSION (PASSIONE PER QUELLO CHE SI FA)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-202372130218149872?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/202372130218149872/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=202372130218149872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/202372130218149872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/202372130218149872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/02/regole-per-lavorare-bene.html' title='REGOLE PER LAVORARE BENE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UX-4LSOi8Z8/TVwLsM4kyCI/AAAAAAAABh0/RGwySnUWf-c/s72-c/ss.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-2775746486202725307</id><published>2011-02-11T10:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-11T10:06:02.353Z</updated><title type='text'>COME IL FIUME CHE SCORRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i7xhPUzASxo/TVUJ-uYlumI/AAAAAAAABhk/nX9mRqC4vgg/s1600/26533_1419556735605_1433265637_31181240_3320131_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i7xhPUzASxo/TVUJ-uYlumI/AAAAAAAABhk/nX9mRqC4vgg/s400/26533_1419556735605_1433265637_31181240_3320131_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572371087148563042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In questi giorni un po' difficili per tutti, un po' di poesia e buona musica, ci aiutano a sognare....&lt;br /&gt;Un abbraccio, bacio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come il fiume che scorre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essere come il fiume che scorre&lt;br /&gt;silenzioso nella notte,&lt;br /&gt;senza temere le tenebre.&lt;br /&gt;Se ci sono stelle nel cielo, rifletterle.&lt;br /&gt;E se i cieli si riempiono di nubi,&lt;br /&gt;così come il fiume, le nubi sono d'acqua;&lt;br /&gt;riflettere anch'esse, senza timore,&lt;br /&gt;nelle tranquille profondità.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paulo Coelho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-2775746486202725307?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/2775746486202725307/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=2775746486202725307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2775746486202725307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2775746486202725307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/02/come-il-fiume-che-scorre.html' title='COME IL FIUME CHE SCORRE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i7xhPUzASxo/TVUJ-uYlumI/AAAAAAAABhk/nX9mRqC4vgg/s72-c/26533_1419556735605_1433265637_31181240_3320131_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-4958327081382341107</id><published>2011-02-10T11:12:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-10T11:16:24.476Z</updated><title type='text'>LA VITA E' ARTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oz_N5x5RXVk/TVPJA06qwlI/AAAAAAAABhc/dKgJ3kOqdp0/s1600/61166_1568715388711_1560251688_1402113_7641830_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oz_N5x5RXVk/TVPJA06qwlI/AAAAAAAABhc/dKgJ3kOqdp0/s400/61166_1568715388711_1560251688_1402113_7641830_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572018180029334098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; «Sebbene ci insegnino a cercare una qualità senza tempo nell’arte, in realtà a essere davvero senza tempo è la vita: la medesima successione, incredibilmente simile a se stessa, di esigenze, richieste e dipendenze, che continuano a ripetersi e mescolano un giorno con il successivo». &lt;br /&gt;Adam Gopnik&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-4958327081382341107?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/4958327081382341107/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=4958327081382341107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/4958327081382341107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/4958327081382341107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/02/la-vita-e-arte.html' title='LA VITA E&apos; ARTE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oz_N5x5RXVk/TVPJA06qwlI/AAAAAAAABhc/dKgJ3kOqdp0/s72-c/61166_1568715388711_1560251688_1402113_7641830_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-6669039210235195288</id><published>2011-02-08T17:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-08T17:28:27.718Z</updated><title type='text'>PENSIERI ALL'ALBA - Fabiano Caso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TVF9Nq3B0GI/AAAAAAAABhU/46TUz7YuQUA/s1600/DSC_4048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TVF9Nq3B0GI/AAAAAAAABhU/46TUz7YuQUA/s400/DSC_4048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571371887830880354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'autore si addentra nei moti dell'animo, nei titanici sforzi di rimozione, che l'uomo mette in atto, per sfuggire alla paura, per sottrarsi al rischio della Verità, che mostra ogni cosa nel suo vero essere, scioglie maschere e inganni e fa sentire il vero sapore delle cose e l'amarezza, quindi, inaccettabile per chi gode delle proprie finzioni inconsce, di un vivere angusto, limitato, senza spazi, di un vivere infantile, dove il piacere è guida e la realtà è illusione. Riflessioni, queste, che si chiudono aprendosi a delta, in un ampio respiro, e ridimensionando le grandi paure dell'uomo, che si svelano per ciò che sono, speranza e significato del vivere, mentre le cose, nella loro totalità, si colorano, nullificando le ombre, figlie esclusive della menzogna esistenziale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-6669039210235195288?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/6669039210235195288/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=6669039210235195288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/6669039210235195288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/6669039210235195288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/02/pensieri-allalba-fabiano-caso.html' title='PENSIERI ALL&apos;ALBA - Fabiano Caso'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TVF9Nq3B0GI/AAAAAAAABhU/46TUz7YuQUA/s72-c/DSC_4048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-7497702148859629882</id><published>2011-01-29T09:48:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-01-29T09:50:37.602Z</updated><title type='text'>L'amore sei tu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TUPi6SjxyAI/AAAAAAAABhA/mQ0uLNFE0H4/s1600/26519_106638196044384_100000946126183_45490_3866939_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TUPi6SjxyAI/AAAAAAAABhA/mQ0uLNFE0H4/s400/26519_106638196044384_100000946126183_45490_3866939_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567543055402256386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amare se stessi è una prerogativa essenziale per attirare e vivere quello che desideriamo. Si può imparare a vivere l’amore a partire dai suoi tre cardini principali: accettazione, gratitudine e compassione…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prima di chiedere e dare amore, impara ad amare te stesso. Fonda la tua vita sui tre cardini dell’amore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primo: l’accettazione incondizionata della tua essenza e dell’altro, come esseri speciali e irripetibili. Focalizzati sul bello che alberga in ognuno di noi ed eleva il tuo pensiero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondo: prova gratitudine verso i tuoi genitori, verso te stesso e verso coloro che hai incontrato e incontrerai sul tuo cammino. Sii grato ai tuoi genitori per essere in vita, e ringrazia te stesso perché nonostante tutte le vicissitudini sei ancora qui e lotti con forza per vivere; infine ringrazia tutti coloro, che nel bene e nel male, hanno contribuito con i loro gesti e le loro parole alla tua evoluzione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimo cardine è la compassione: cerca di avere un atteggiamento compassionevole verso te stesso, abbandona la rigidità e i rancori. Sii flessibile e indulgente. Tutti sbagliamo: gli errori ci aiutano a crescere e dove c’è crescita c’è cambiamento ed elevazione. Perdonati e perdona!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sii consapevole dell’immenso potere cretore che risiede in te!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attraverso il potere della procreazione, puoi dare vita a una creatura fantastica, che ti assomiglierà in tutto e sarà parte di te. Falla crescere con amore, dedizione, cura e rispetto dell’adulto che sarà domani. Non intralciare il suo cammino, ma seguila in silenzio e sii sorgente di esperienza, pronta ad accogliere e dissetare con comprensione e amore. Allo stesso modo, hai il potere di dare luce a ogni aspetto della vita, e di creare quello che desideri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricorda: noi siamo i nostri pensieri! Pensa bene, parla bene, agisci bene e crea… dai vita alla vita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auguro a tutti che le meraviglie del creato invadano la vostra esistenza di amore e felicità!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-7497702148859629882?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/7497702148859629882/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=7497702148859629882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/7497702148859629882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/7497702148859629882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/01/lamore-sei-tu.html' title='L&apos;amore sei tu'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TUPi6SjxyAI/AAAAAAAABhA/mQ0uLNFE0H4/s72-c/26519_106638196044384_100000946126183_45490_3866939_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-752873438023987687</id><published>2011-01-26T09:54:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-01-26T09:58:21.369Z</updated><title type='text'>RICORDI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TT_wNzwAJeI/AAAAAAAABg4/VhDDKmQxJSg/s1600/04_Perseids_Meteor_Shower_August_2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TT_wNzwAJeI/AAAAAAAABg4/VhDDKmQxJSg/s400/04_Perseids_Meteor_Shower_August_2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566431784473732578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; Specialmente quando ti capita di esser felice o di fare qualche piccola follia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quel momento ti seguirà nel tempo, e col tempo accrescerà sempre di più, probabilmente senza che tu te ne accorga. Crederai di averlo perso, dimenticato.. ma non sarà così: proprio quando non ci pensavi più..ricomparirà nelle tue mani..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e tu ti ci rifugerai dentro, come quando ti infili sotto le lenzuola calde e accoglienti del tuo letto, e lì, ti culli…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;così ti cullerai in quel ricordo, ti dondolerai in quel momento, e sarai di nuovo la protagonista di quella storia che conosci fin troppo bene, e che credevi di aver perso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarà la storia che ti racconterai di notte prima di addormentarti,  perché sai i ricordi son come sogni vissuti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dove nonostante tutto, amiamo sprofondare.&lt;br /&gt;{Nicole}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-752873438023987687?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/752873438023987687/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=752873438023987687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/752873438023987687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/752873438023987687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/01/ricordi.html' title='RICORDI'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TT_wNzwAJeI/AAAAAAAABg4/VhDDKmQxJSg/s72-c/04_Perseids_Meteor_Shower_August_2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-3069407144074428267</id><published>2011-01-26T08:10:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-01-26T08:19:28.240Z</updated><title type='text'>RISCHIARE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TT_Y-tm-rAI/AAAAAAAABgw/x4EE6VXCzWE/s1600/ier.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TT_Y-tm-rAI/AAAAAAAABgw/x4EE6VXCzWE/s400/ier.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566406236359797762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ridere è rischiare&lt;br /&gt;di sembrare idioti.&lt;br /&gt;Piangere è rischiare&lt;br /&gt;di sembrare sentimentali.&lt;br /&gt;Soccorrere qualcuno&lt;br /&gt;è rischiare d'impegnarsi.&lt;br /&gt;Manifestare i propri sentimenti&lt;br /&gt;è rischiare d'essere incompresi.&lt;br /&gt;Amare è rischiare&lt;br /&gt;di non essere corrisposti.&lt;br /&gt;Sperare è rischiare d'illudersi.&lt;br /&gt;Provare è rischiare di fallire.&lt;br /&gt;Chi non rischia niente,&lt;br /&gt;non fa niente, non ha niente,&lt;br /&gt;non è niente."&lt;br /&gt;Paoline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-3069407144074428267?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/3069407144074428267/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=3069407144074428267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3069407144074428267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3069407144074428267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/01/rischiare.html' title='RISCHIARE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TT_Y-tm-rAI/AAAAAAAABgw/x4EE6VXCzWE/s72-c/ier.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-4278998941181957675</id><published>2011-01-25T16:13:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-01-25T16:43:10.990Z</updated><title type='text'>A LEZIONE DI VITA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TT79dCHMI0I/AAAAAAAABgo/L-i5eOEiMLw/s1600/30254_128908240458492_100000179504017_324506_6697805_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TT79dCHMI0I/AAAAAAAABgo/L-i5eOEiMLw/s400/30254_128908240458492_100000179504017_324506_6697805_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566164864701571906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecco alcune delle cose che ho imparato nella vita:   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Che non importa quanto sia buona una persona, ogni tanto ti ferirà. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E per questo, bisognerà che tu la perdoni. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Che ci vogliono anni per costruire la fiducia e solo pochi secondi per &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;distruggerla. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Che non dobbiamo cambiare amici, se comprendiamo che gli amici cambiano. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Che le circostanze e l'ambiente hanno influenza su di noi, ma noi siamo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;responsabili di noi stessi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Che, o sarai tu a controllare i tuoi atti,o essi controlleranno te. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ho imparato che gli eroi sono persone che hanno fatto ciò che era &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;necessario fare, affrontandone le conseguenze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Che la pazienza richiede molta pratica. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Che ci sono persone che ci amano, ma che semplicemente non sanno come &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dimostrarlo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Che a volte, la persona che tu pensi ti sferrerà il colpo mortale quando &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cadrai, è invece una di quelle poche che ti aiuteranno a rialzarti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Che solo perché qualcuno non ti ama come tu vorresti, non significa che &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non ti ami con tutto se stesso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Che non si deve mai dire a un bambino che i sogni sono &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sciocchezze:sarebbe una tragedia se lo credesse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Che non sempre è sufficiente essere perdonato da qualcuno. Nella maggior &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parte dei casi sei tu a dover perdonare te stesso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Che non importa in quanti pezzi il tuo cuore si è spezzato; il mondo non &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si ferma, aspettando che tu lo ripari. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Forse Dio vuole che incontriamo un po' di gente sbagliata prima di &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incontrare quella giusta, così quando finalmente la incontriamo, sapremo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come essere riconoscenti per quel regalo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Quando la porta della felicità si chiude, un'altra si apre, ma tante &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;volte guardiamo così a lungo a quella chiusa, che non vediamo quella che è &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stata aperta per noi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-La miglior specie d'amico è quel tipo con cui puoi stare seduto in un &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;portico e camminarci insieme, senza dire una parola, e quando vai via senti &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;che è come se fosse stata la miglior conversazione mai avuta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-È vero che non conosciamo ciò che abbiamo prima di perderlo, ma è anche &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vero che non sappiamo ciò che ci è mancato prima che arrivi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ci vuole solo un minuto per offendere qualcuno, un'ora per piacergli, e un &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giorno per amarlo, ma ci vuole una vita per dimenticarlo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Non cercare le apparenze, possono ingannare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Non cercare la salute, anche quella può affievolirsi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cerca qualcuno che ti faccia sorridere perché ci vuole solo un sorriso &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;per far sembrare brillante una giornataccia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Trova quello che fa sorridere il tuo cuore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ci sono momenti nella vita in cui qualcuno ti manca così tanto che &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vorresti proprio tirarlo fuori dai tuoi sogni per abbracciarlo davvero! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sogna ciò che ti va; vai dove vuoi; sii ciò che vuoi essere, perché hai &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solo una vita e una possibilità di fare le cose che vuoi fare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Puoi avere abbastanza felicità da renderti dolce, difficoltà a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sufficienza da renderti forte, dolore abbastanza da renderti umano, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speranza sufficiente a renderti felice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mettiti sempre nei panni degli altri. Se ti senti stretto, probabilmente &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anche loro si sentono così. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Le più felici delle persone, non necessariamente hanno il meglio di ogni &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cosa; soltanto traggono il meglio da ogni cosa che capita sul loro cammino. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-L'amore comincia con un sorriso, cresce con un bacio e finisce con un thè. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Il miglior futuro è basato sul passato dimenticato, non puoi andare bene &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nella vita prima di lasciare andare i tuoi fallimenti passati e tuoi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dolori. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Quando sei nato, stavi piangendo e tutti intorno a te sorridevano. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivi la tua vita in modo che quando morirai, tu sia l'unico che sorride &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e ognuno intorno a te piange.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Paulo Coelho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-4278998941181957675?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/4278998941181957675/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=4278998941181957675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/4278998941181957675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/4278998941181957675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/01/lezione-di-vita.html' title='A LEZIONE DI VITA'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TT79dCHMI0I/AAAAAAAABgo/L-i5eOEiMLw/s72-c/30254_128908240458492_100000179504017_324506_6697805_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-2656275678374194646</id><published>2011-01-25T09:59:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-01-25T10:00:00.808Z</updated><title type='text'>I LUPI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TT6fFotXQUI/AAAAAAAABgg/Rw9GVQnDerk/s1600/162753_181996758490146_176234809066341_499018_1331252_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TT6fFotXQUI/AAAAAAAABgg/Rw9GVQnDerk/s400/162753_181996758490146_176234809066341_499018_1331252_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566061108652360002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ognuno porta dentro di sè due lupi: uno è cattivo e vive di odio, gelosia, invidia, risentimento, falso orgoglio, bugie ed egoismo.L'altro è buono: vive di pace, amore, amicizia, speranza, generosità, compassione, umiltà e fede.- E quale lupo vince?- Quello che nutri di più.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-2656275678374194646?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/2656275678374194646/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=2656275678374194646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2656275678374194646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2656275678374194646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-lupi.html' title='I LUPI'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TT6fFotXQUI/AAAAAAAABgg/Rw9GVQnDerk/s72-c/162753_181996758490146_176234809066341_499018_1331252_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-2332321861513821504</id><published>2011-01-20T07:54:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-01-20T07:58:21.316Z</updated><title type='text'>ESPRIMI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TTfq1RDfxiI/AAAAAAAABgY/CPdK6vJoU7s/s1600/1266506730000_creativandopiattosognami.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TTfq1RDfxiI/AAAAAAAABgY/CPdK6vJoU7s/s400/1266506730000_creativandopiattosognami.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564174065471571490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Esprimi il tuo pensiero in modo conciso perché sia letto,&lt;br /&gt; in modo chiaro perché sia capito,&lt;br /&gt; in modo pittoresco perché sia ricordato e, soprattutto,&lt;br /&gt; in modo esatto perché i lettori siano guidati dalla sua luce"&lt;br /&gt; Joseph Pulitzer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-2332321861513821504?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/2332321861513821504/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=2332321861513821504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2332321861513821504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2332321861513821504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/01/esprimi.html' title='ESPRIMI'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TTfq1RDfxiI/AAAAAAAABgY/CPdK6vJoU7s/s72-c/1266506730000_creativandopiattosognami.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-3833819397117925362</id><published>2011-01-13T18:16:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-01-13T18:18:26.372Z</updated><title type='text'>CAPRI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TS9B49aJGCI/AAAAAAAABgQ/WjzuCjdAE-A/s1600/n1433265637_30297374_6314768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TS9B49aJGCI/AAAAAAAABgQ/WjzuCjdAE-A/s400/n1433265637_30297374_6314768.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561736511638542370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;«Capri in se stessa, non è altro che due colline di calcare, pettegole e disseminate di ville, un microcosmo che fa molto onore al Paradiso, ma per nulla al genere umano. In verità, umanamente, è impossibile restarvi a lungo».&lt;br /&gt; D. H. Lawrence (1885-1930)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-3833819397117925362?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/3833819397117925362/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=3833819397117925362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3833819397117925362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3833819397117925362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/01/capri.html' title='CAPRI'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TS9B49aJGCI/AAAAAAAABgQ/WjzuCjdAE-A/s72-c/n1433265637_30297374_6314768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-7573917941845118055</id><published>2011-01-10T16:56:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-01-10T17:07:45.502Z</updated><title type='text'>DICIOTTO PRINCIPI DI VITA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TSs83EmpskI/AAAAAAAABgI/_HdJOy-5OYs/s1600/IMG_9654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TSs83EmpskI/AAAAAAAABgI/_HdJOy-5OYs/s400/IMG_9654.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560605081745338946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.1) Tieni sempre conto del fatto che un grande amore e dei grandi risultati comportano un grande rischio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Quando perdi, non perdere la lezione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Segui sempre le 3 “R”: Rispetto per te stesso, Rispetto per gli altri, Responsabilità per le tue azioni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Ricorda che non ottenere quel che si vuole può essere talvolta un meraviglioso colpo di fortuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Impara le regole, affinché tu possa infrangerle in modo appropriato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Non permettere che una piccola disputa danneggi una grande amicizia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Quando ti accorgi di aver commesso un errore, fai immediatamente qualcosa per correggerlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Trascorri un po’ di tempo da solo ogni giorno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Apri le braccia al cambiamento, ma non lasciar andare i tuoi valori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Ricorda che talvolta il silenzio è la migliore risposta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Vivi una buona, onorevole vita, di modo che, quando ci ripenserai da vecchio, potrai godertela una seconda volta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Un’atmosfera amorevole nella tua casa dev’essere il fondamento della tua vita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Quando ti trovi in disaccordo con le persone a te care, affronta soltanto il problema attuale, senza tirare in ballo il passato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Condividi la tua conoscenza. E’ un modo di raggiungere l’immortalità.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Sii gentile con la Terra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Almeno una volta l’anno, vai in un posto dove non sei mai stato prima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Ricorda che il miglior rapporto è quello in cui ci si ama di più di quanto si abbia bisogno l’uno dell’altro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Giudica il tuo successo in relazione a ciò a cui hai dovuto rinunciare per ottenerlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalai Lama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-7573917941845118055?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/7573917941845118055/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=7573917941845118055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/7573917941845118055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/7573917941845118055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/01/diciotto-principi-di-vita.html' title='DICIOTTO PRINCIPI DI VITA'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TSs83EmpskI/AAAAAAAABgI/_HdJOy-5OYs/s72-c/IMG_9654.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-5973787810494535734</id><published>2011-01-07T17:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-01-07T17:27:46.249Z</updated><title type='text'>UNA LUNGA AMICIZIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TSdM_CB_FkI/AAAAAAAABgA/cHUBHrIMRe4/s1600/iceberg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TSdM_CB_FkI/AAAAAAAABgA/cHUBHrIMRe4/s400/iceberg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559496910772835906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una lunga amicizia porta gli stessi identici segni di una tazza annerita dal tempo; ci sono incrinature e ombre negli oggetti quotidiani così come ci sono momenti di incrinatura e ombra nelle amicizie. Per non gettare via una tazza, come per costruire una amicizia, ci vogliono due sentimenti ormai inusuali ma importantissimi come la pazienza e la fedeltà. La pazienza per il suo ruolo somiglia ad un mattone, la fedeltà ad una radice. La pazienza è l'antidoto alla fretta, la fedeltà quello al consumo. Se penso a loro come ad una immagine fisica penso a dei piccoli mattoni oppure a delle radici. Con i mattoni si costruisce, grazie alle radici si cresce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Tamaro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-5973787810494535734?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/5973787810494535734/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=5973787810494535734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5973787810494535734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5973787810494535734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/01/una-lunga-amicizia.html' title='UNA LUNGA AMICIZIA'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TSdM_CB_FkI/AAAAAAAABgA/cHUBHrIMRe4/s72-c/iceberg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-5890088261447691270</id><published>2011-01-05T16:30:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-01-05T16:31:27.187Z</updated><title type='text'>RISPOSTE E DOMANDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TSSc1FELshI/AAAAAAAABf4/NqBJ6IRa3Lw/s1600/61166_1568716188731_1560251688_1402133_4291207_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TSSc1FELshI/AAAAAAAABf4/NqBJ6IRa3Lw/s400/61166_1568716188731_1560251688_1402133_4291207_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558740275788755474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ci sono domande che non dobbiamo fare fino a quando non siamo sicuri di poter sopportare le risposte..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-5890088261447691270?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/5890088261447691270/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=5890088261447691270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5890088261447691270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5890088261447691270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2011/01/risposte-e-domande.html' title='RISPOSTE E DOMANDE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TSSc1FELshI/AAAAAAAABf4/NqBJ6IRa3Lw/s72-c/61166_1568716188731_1560251688_1402133_4291207_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-7809475736356415487</id><published>2010-12-31T12:25:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-31T12:26:34.982Z</updated><title type='text'>IL BISOGNO DEI SOGNI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TR3L9pXeOlI/AAAAAAAABfw/i-_dFkk5RgQ/s1600/imagesCAG0A5JA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TR3L9pXeOlI/AAAAAAAABfw/i-_dFkk5RgQ/s400/imagesCAG0A5JA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556821775181822546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....chi non ha sogni...non lascia segni!.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-7809475736356415487?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/7809475736356415487/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=7809475736356415487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/7809475736356415487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/7809475736356415487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2010/12/il-bisogno-dei-sogni.html' title='IL BISOGNO DEI SOGNI'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TR3L9pXeOlI/AAAAAAAABfw/i-_dFkk5RgQ/s72-c/imagesCAG0A5JA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-2708645116932125185</id><published>2010-12-31T07:14:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-12-31T07:16:13.549Z</updated><title type='text'>FORZA E FELICITA'....BUON ANNO NUOVO !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TR2DNkofhOI/AAAAAAAABfo/xoL_Ka-90Po/s1600/06_Perseid_Meteor_Shower_August_2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TR2DNkofhOI/AAAAAAAABfo/xoL_Ka-90Po/s400/06_Perseid_Meteor_Shower_August_2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556741784440112354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"La felicità e la forza resistono &lt;br /&gt;soltanto in assenza di odio. Odiare ... è la strada che porta al &lt;br /&gt;disastro. Amare è la strada porta alla forza. Amare nonostante tutto è &lt;br /&gt;il segreto della grandezza. E può ben essere il segreto più grande &lt;br /&gt;dell'universo." &lt;br /&gt;(Ron Hubbard)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-2708645116932125185?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/2708645116932125185/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=2708645116932125185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2708645116932125185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/2708645116932125185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2010/12/forza-e-felicitabuon-anno-nuovo.html' title='FORZA E FELICITA&apos;....BUON ANNO NUOVO !'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TR2DNkofhOI/AAAAAAAABfo/xoL_Ka-90Po/s72-c/06_Perseid_Meteor_Shower_August_2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-3725547664092987587</id><published>2010-12-24T08:31:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-24T08:34:03.176Z</updated><title type='text'>IDEE REGALO PER GLI AUGURI DI NATALE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TRRa7UmGOWI/AAAAAAAABfg/Hg_RyO2m1i8/s1600/DSC_1085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TRRa7UmGOWI/AAAAAAAABfg/Hg_RyO2m1i8/s400/DSC_1085.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554164215641946466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Per il tuo nemico: perdono;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per un avversario: tolleranza;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per un AMICO: il tuo cuore;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per un cliente: affidabilità;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per tutti: carità;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per ogni bambino: un buon esempio;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per te stesso: RISPETTO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oren Arnold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-3725547664092987587?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/3725547664092987587/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=3725547664092987587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3725547664092987587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3725547664092987587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2010/12/idee-regalo-per-gli-auguri-di-natale.html' title='IDEE REGALO PER GLI AUGURI DI NATALE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TRRa7UmGOWI/AAAAAAAABfg/Hg_RyO2m1i8/s72-c/DSC_1085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-8193390947195617880</id><published>2010-12-21T18:07:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-21T18:08:56.375Z</updated><title type='text'>RAPPORTI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TRDtA1xDt6I/AAAAAAAABfU/CjN45seoAkw/s1600/16_Perseid_Star_Trails_MeteorShowerAugust2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TRDtA1xDt6I/AAAAAAAABfU/CjN45seoAkw/s400/16_Perseid_Star_Trails_MeteorShowerAugust2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553198939236448162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando la tua donna ti lascia dicendo che non sa più cosa vuole... ...rallegrati all'idea che almeno sai cosa non vuole."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-8193390947195617880?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/8193390947195617880/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=8193390947195617880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8193390947195617880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8193390947195617880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2010/12/rapporti.html' title='RAPPORTI'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TRDtA1xDt6I/AAAAAAAABfU/CjN45seoAkw/s72-c/16_Perseid_Star_Trails_MeteorShowerAugust2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-5662476396639927026</id><published>2010-12-15T22:05:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-12-15T22:08:27.422Z</updated><title type='text'>DIAMOCI DA FARE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TQk7zdq8ioI/AAAAAAAABfM/QUh8qlIj04I/s1600/154690_170225703001897_100000434067158_480093_2944542_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TQk7zdq8ioI/AAAAAAAABfM/QUh8qlIj04I/s400/154690_170225703001897_100000434067158_480093_2944542_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551033771034970754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Istruitevi, perché avremo bisogno di tutta la vostra intelligenza. &lt;br /&gt;Agitatevi, perché avremo bisogno di tutto il vostro entusiasmo. Organizzatevi, perché avremo bisogno di tutta la vostra forza." &lt;br /&gt;(Antonio Gramsci)&lt;br /&gt;Evitate di essere una  Dolce pecora&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-5662476396639927026?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/5662476396639927026/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=5662476396639927026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5662476396639927026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5662476396639927026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2010/12/diamoci-da-fare.html' title='DIAMOCI DA FARE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TQk7zdq8ioI/AAAAAAAABfM/QUh8qlIj04I/s72-c/154690_170225703001897_100000434067158_480093_2944542_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-5692796738330713639</id><published>2010-11-19T21:58:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-19T22:00:11.125Z</updated><title type='text'>FUTURO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TObzYs_freI/AAAAAAAABfA/X1IL2OrvVwg/s1600/33899_449226398999_540783999_5124122_2465178_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TObzYs_freI/AAAAAAAABfA/X1IL2OrvVwg/s400/33899_449226398999_540783999_5124122_2465178_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541383997245861346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il futuro arriva un giorno alla volta&lt;br /&gt;(A. Lincoln)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-5692796738330713639?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/5692796738330713639/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=5692796738330713639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5692796738330713639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5692796738330713639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2010/11/futuro.html' title='FUTURO'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TObzYs_freI/AAAAAAAABfA/X1IL2OrvVwg/s72-c/33899_449226398999_540783999_5124122_2465178_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-8329940000829486235</id><published>2010-11-18T14:22:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-18T14:24:20.234Z</updated><title type='text'>TI AUGURO DI VIVERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TOU3DXmtobI/AAAAAAAABew/zrJU3eJ97wo/s1600/monte%2Bcomune.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TOU3DXmtobI/AAAAAAAABew/zrJU3eJ97wo/s400/monte%2Bcomune.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540895447564788146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti auguro di vivere senza lasciarti comprare dal denaro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti auguro di vivere senza marca, senza etichetta, senza distinzione, senza altro nome che quello di uomo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti auguro di vivere senza rendere nessuno tua vittima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti auguro di vivere senza sospettare o condannare nemmeno a fior di labbra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti auguro di vivere in un mondo dove ognuno abbia il diritto di diventare tuo fratello e farsi tuo prossimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean Debruynne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-8329940000829486235?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/8329940000829486235/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=8329940000829486235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8329940000829486235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8329940000829486235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2010/11/ti-auguro-di-vivere.html' title='TI AUGURO DI VIVERE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TOU3DXmtobI/AAAAAAAABew/zrJU3eJ97wo/s72-c/monte%2Bcomune.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-1752766097957881929</id><published>2010-11-16T11:22:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-16T11:23:45.562Z</updated><title type='text'>LA RAGIONE DEGLI ALTRI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TOJpvM53x0I/AAAAAAAABeo/bUUBxITL6AQ/s1600/2895914_b1fe_625x1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TOJpvM53x0I/AAAAAAAABeo/bUUBxITL6AQ/s400/2895914_b1fe_625x1000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540106751257855810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Io amo la vita. Vita è la donna che ti ama, il vento tra i capelli, il sole sul viso, la passeggiata notturna con un amico. Vita è anche la donna che ti lascia, una giornata di pioggia, l'amico che ti delude.Io non sono né un malinconico né un maniaco depresso, morire mi fa orrore, purtroppo ciò che mi è rimasto non è più vita, è solo un testardo e insensato accanimento nel mantenere attive delle funzioni biologiche&lt;br /&gt; Il mio corpo non è più mio ... è lì, squadernato davanti a medici, assistenti, parenti. Montanelli mi capirebbe. Se fossi svizzero, belga o olandese potrei sottrarmi a questo oltraggio estremo ma sono italiano e qui non c'è pietà. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Piergiorgio Welby)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-1752766097957881929?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/1752766097957881929/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=1752766097957881929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1752766097957881929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/1752766097957881929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2010/11/la-ragione-degli-altri.html' title='LA RAGIONE DEGLI ALTRI'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TOJpvM53x0I/AAAAAAAABeo/bUUBxITL6AQ/s72-c/2895914_b1fe_625x1000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-6348636705099054139</id><published>2010-11-16T07:57:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-18T14:54:27.374Z</updated><title type='text'>ERRI DE LUCA SUL CROLLO DI POMPEI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TOU9_UJ_ZoI/AAAAAAAABe4/bdlOvyb0Nqg/s1600/recomm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TOU9_UJ_ZoI/AAAAAAAABe4/bdlOvyb0Nqg/s400/recomm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540903074500929154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‎"Chiedo all'archeologia di smettere di scavare. Quello che riporta alla luce lo guastiamo e lo mandiamo in rovina. Chiedo di ricoprire gli scavi di Pompei con cenere spenta per poterli affidare alle generazioni future che saranno costrette a essere migliori, visto che peggiori non si può. Siamo eredi senza merito e tutori di una ricchezza che appartiene all'umanità e non alla competenza di un ministero.&lt;br /&gt;Questa ricchezza è quanto di meglio abbiamo da offrire al mondo e siamo responsabili di questo di fronte al mondo. L'immagine dell'Italia all'estero è sfregiata dal ridicolo di certi pruriti anziani e dall'indecente incuria della bellezza ricevuta in dote. Custodire e tramandare la bellezza è la definizione più elementare di civiltà."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-6348636705099054139?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/6348636705099054139/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=6348636705099054139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/6348636705099054139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/6348636705099054139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2010/11/erri-de-luca-sul-crollo-di-pompei.html' title='ERRI DE LUCA SUL CROLLO DI POMPEI'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TOU9_UJ_ZoI/AAAAAAAABe4/bdlOvyb0Nqg/s72-c/recomm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-435066759924645344</id><published>2010-11-16T07:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-11-16T07:48:48.582Z</updated><title type='text'>NON SI VINCE SEMPRE, MA SI IMPARA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TOI3WmtpQEI/AAAAAAAABeg/m-s_0Od9IDQ/s1600/caduta_in_blu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TOI3WmtpQEI/AAAAAAAABeg/m-s_0Od9IDQ/s400/caduta_in_blu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540051353107775554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quando perdi, non perdere la lezione"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Dalai Lama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-435066759924645344?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/435066759924645344/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=435066759924645344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/435066759924645344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/435066759924645344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2010/11/non-si-vince-sempre-ma-si-impara.html' title='NON SI VINCE SEMPRE, MA SI IMPARA'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TOI3WmtpQEI/AAAAAAAABeg/m-s_0Od9IDQ/s72-c/caduta_in_blu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-8741813931386381714</id><published>2010-11-12T17:59:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-11-12T18:01:56.086Z</updated><title type='text'>ABBIAMO TUTTI UNA ROTTA DA SEGUIRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TN2BDgZfU_I/AAAAAAAABeY/aWiAbFo8ZeQ/s1600/31174_1459578376121_1433265637_31279282_1004070_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TN2BDgZfU_I/AAAAAAAABeY/aWiAbFo8ZeQ/s400/31174_1459578376121_1433265637_31279282_1004070_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538725013972014066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un’imbarcazione è più sicura quando si trova in porto; tuttavia non è per questo che le barche sono state costruite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-8741813931386381714?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/8741813931386381714/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=8741813931386381714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8741813931386381714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8741813931386381714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2010/11/abbiamo-tutti-una-rotta-da-seguire.html' title='ABBIAMO TUTTI UNA ROTTA DA SEGUIRE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TN2BDgZfU_I/AAAAAAAABeY/aWiAbFo8ZeQ/s72-c/31174_1459578376121_1433265637_31279282_1004070_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-3784592148393875028</id><published>2010-11-05T07:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-11-05T07:54:26.118Z</updated><title type='text'>RICONOSCIAMO I NOSTRI LIMITI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TNO4LRCEHqI/AAAAAAAABeA/byutygRWgac/s1600/iceberg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TNO4LRCEHqI/AAAAAAAABeA/byutygRWgac/s400/iceberg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535970870658604706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Non vogliate nulla al di là della vostra capacità: &lt;br /&gt;hanno una falsità odiosa quelli che vogliono al di là delle proprie capacità. &lt;br /&gt;Soprattutto quando vogliono cose grandi!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friedrich Nietzsche&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-3784592148393875028?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/3784592148393875028/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=3784592148393875028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3784592148393875028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3784592148393875028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2010/11/riconosciamo-i-nostri-limiti.html' title='RICONOSCIAMO I NOSTRI LIMITI'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TNO4LRCEHqI/AAAAAAAABeA/byutygRWgac/s72-c/iceberg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-6693499802615211193</id><published>2010-10-27T08:33:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T08:34:03.580+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LE GIUSTE MISURE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TMfV1VwMN0I/AAAAAAAABd4/ZvTzMMLGJGE/s1600/40684_1468829092690_1592481874_31105581_424594_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 364px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TMfV1VwMN0I/AAAAAAAABd4/ZvTzMMLGJGE/s400/40684_1468829092690_1592481874_31105581_424594_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532625779596998466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bisogna vivere con semplicità e pensare con grandezza"&lt;br /&gt;, William Wordsworth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-6693499802615211193?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/6693499802615211193/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=6693499802615211193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/6693499802615211193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/6693499802615211193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2010/10/bisogna-vivere-con-semplicita-e-pensare.html' title='LE GIUSTE MISURE'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TMfV1VwMN0I/AAAAAAAABd4/ZvTzMMLGJGE/s72-c/40684_1468829092690_1592481874_31105581_424594_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-8877275026874886774</id><published>2010-10-27T07:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T07:34:28.056+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INQUIETUDINE E NON TORMENTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TMfH7omDq9I/AAAAAAAABdw/XAobMKr6qYM/s1600/59608_1542386091099_1578367532_31330740_6708140_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TMfH7omDq9I/AAAAAAAABdw/XAobMKr6qYM/s400/59608_1542386091099_1578367532_31330740_6708140_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532610494571195346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‎" Molti Uomini hanno vita di quieta disperazione: non Vi rassegnate a questo, ribellateVi, non affogateVi nella pigrizia mentale, guardatevi intorno. Osate cambiare, cercate nuove strade." (Prof. Keating, )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-8877275026874886774?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/8877275026874886774/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=8877275026874886774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8877275026874886774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/8877275026874886774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2010/10/inquietudine-e-non-tormento.html' title='INQUIETUDINE E NON TORMENTO'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TMfH7omDq9I/AAAAAAAABdw/XAobMKr6qYM/s72-c/59608_1542386091099_1578367532_31330740_6708140_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-3734613518746427928</id><published>2010-10-21T18:26:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T18:29:20.448+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LA PRIORITA' SEI TU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TMB4ad9rybI/AAAAAAAABdo/QQH-0MO_1g4/s1600/26666_1517694428986_1433265637_31432413_1953566_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TMB4ad9rybI/AAAAAAAABdo/QQH-0MO_1g4/s400/26666_1517694428986_1433265637_31432413_1953566_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530552738526251442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nel cammino della tua vita amerai molto e soffrirai molto &lt;br /&gt;godrai della bellezza della natura&lt;br /&gt; e vedrai quanto l'uomo possa esser&lt;br /&gt;dolce e amaro....libero e prigioniero....&lt;br /&gt;così ricco e a volte così povero d'animo.....&lt;br /&gt;nella tua vita però il primo, vero, autentico passo che dovrai fare,&lt;br /&gt; sarà il passo verso TE STESSO, verso la tua anima,&lt;br /&gt; verso quello che il tuo bellissimo cuore &lt;br /&gt;tenta di dirti e di fare per te.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-3734613518746427928?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/3734613518746427928/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=3734613518746427928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3734613518746427928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/3734613518746427928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2010/10/la-priorita-sei-tu.html' title='LA PRIORITA&apos; SEI TU'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TMB4ad9rybI/AAAAAAAABdo/QQH-0MO_1g4/s72-c/26666_1517694428986_1433265637_31432413_1953566_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026097360943418240.post-5225283620862670432</id><published>2010-10-19T07:54:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T07:55:57.326+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ANCHE SE PIOVE ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TL1A93BECUI/AAAAAAAABdg/TlpNMWC3XwY/s1600/Monte_Monaco-IMG_7649asm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TL1A93BECUI/AAAAAAAABdg/TlpNMWC3XwY/s400/Monte_Monaco-IMG_7649asm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529647348965443906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando il sole ce l'hai dentro, non importa se fuori piove.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026097360943418240-5225283620862670432?l=ninoaversa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/feeds/5225283620862670432/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026097360943418240&amp;postID=5225283620862670432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5225283620862670432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026097360943418240/posts/default/5225283620862670432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninoaversa.blogspot.com/2010/10/anche-se-piove.html' title='ANCHE SE PIOVE ...'/><author><name>nino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11064612105122829225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/SNQYPtl3JSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/-wWVl7YfKq8/S220/CIMG4535.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tecn-CjRf_Q/TL1A93BECUI/AAAAAAAABdg/TlpNMWC3XwY/s72-c/Monte_Monaco-IMG_7649asm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
