tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69206472027663234662011-07-08T06:38:30.332-07:00patriciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593042940032987568noreply@blogger.comBlogger81100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6920647202766323466.post-61952320752301102042009-08-24T08:49:00.000-07:002009-08-24T10:05:58.677-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SpK3o4L82FI/AAAAAAAAAHU/FHrQCeu5oTM/s1600-h/picss+103.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SpK3o4L82FI/AAAAAAAAAHU/FHrQCeu5oTM/s400/picss+103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373559218311583826" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="t">Dragostea nu înseamnă a te uita lung unul la celălalt, ci a te uita împreună în aceeaşi direcţie.<br /><br /></span> <a href="http://autori.citatepedia.ro/de.php?a=Antoine+de+Saint-Exupery">Antoine de Saint-Exupery</a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SpK57UOZbPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/_A1LWDWfwjs/s1600-h/picss+176.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SpK57UOZbPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/_A1LWDWfwjs/s400/picss+176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373561734098939122" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="t">La urma urmei, ce e fericirea? Dragoste, se spune. Dar dragostea nu a adus şi nici nu va aduce vreodată fericirea. Dimpotrivă, nu e decât nelinişte, un câmp de luptă, nopţi nedormite, când ne întrebăm dacă e bine ce facem. Adevărata dragoste este plămădită din extaz şi agonie.<br /> </span><a href="http://autori.citatepedia.ro/de.php?a=Paulo+Coelho">Paulo Coelho</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SpK6tdha_HI/AAAAAAAAAHk/KVRhHzYf6ng/s1600-h/picss+569.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SpK6tdha_HI/AAAAAAAAAHk/KVRhHzYf6ng/s400/picss+569.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373562595588111474" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="t">Pământul e singurul loc în care se poate crea Paradisul.<br /><br />Octavian Paler<br /></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SpLAgC7kEhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/w5aKXwtWzIY/s1600-h/imag+020.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 417px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SpLAgC7kEhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/w5aKXwtWzIY/s400/imag+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373568962181468690" border="0" /></a><span class="t">Iubirea este ca un val al mării, unică şi trecătoare, atât de trecătoare, încât o clipă de iubire pură ţi-ar ajunge o veşnicie.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><span class="t"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SpLHAdQyDYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/t0PEkl6EK2s/s1600-h/DSCF5407.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SpLHAdQyDYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/t0PEkl6EK2s/s400/DSCF5407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373576116075367810" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="t"><br /></span><span class="t">E adevărat că o femeie nu iartă niciodată altei femei că i-a luat un bărbat, chiar atunci când nu-l iubeşte.<br /><br /></span><a href="http://autori.citatepedia.ro/de.php?a=Alexandre+Dumas">Alexandre Dumas</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SpLIF4Y4HNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ddz8aaH9J5A/s1600-h/DSCF5553.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SpLIF4Y4HNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ddz8aaH9J5A/s400/DSCF5553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373577308768050386" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="t">Fericirea o face pe femeie frumoasă şi dragostea o face fericită. Iubirea este adevăratul fard al femeii.</span><br /><br /><a href="http://autori.citatepedia.ro/de.php?a=Charles+Baudelaire">Charles Baudelaire</a><br /><span class="t"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6920647202766323466-6195232075230110204?l=patrizze.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>patriciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593042940032987568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6920647202766323466.post-55069942024513488142009-06-22T05:25:00.000-07:002009-08-24T08:43:35.607-07:00<div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/Sj96ahjI1bI/AAAAAAAAAHM/F3yE7WkaIJA/s1600-h/33.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350129478440375730" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 302px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/Sj96ahjI1bI/AAAAAAAAAHM/F3yE7WkaIJA/s400/33.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/Sj956ZSdtUI/AAAAAAAAAG8/bPdD0k9cviE/s1600-h/form4.jpg"></a><br /><div><br />"Nu dispreţui lucrurile mici:o lumânare poate face oricând ceea ce nu poate face soarele niciodată: să lumineze în întuneric. "</div><br /><div>Octavian Paler </div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350129106236437250" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 195px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/Sj96E2-zcwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/GMNhXCRWKuw/s400/form4.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br />"Când orgoliul străluceşte prea tare, orice înţelepciune se întunecă."</div><br /><div>Paulo Coelho<br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6920647202766323466-5506994202451348814?l=patrizze.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>patriciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593042940032987568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6920647202766323466.post-58750689406260255062009-06-16T10:54:00.000-07:002009-06-16T11:04:42.360-07:00<div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347985426814995394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SjfcaS1GC8I/AAAAAAAAAGc/kKdSF31B-co/s320/f43.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div><br />"Cine spune ca nu a facut niciodata o greseala inseamna ca nu a încercat niciodata nimic nou."<br />Albert Einstein</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347986416510373778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SjfdT5u3D5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/erPF9_R05wI/s320/lo.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />"Placerea este un pacat,si uneori pacatul este o placere."<br />George Gordon<br /><br /><p></p><br /><p></p></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347985973807511810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/Sjfc6IiReQI/AAAAAAAAAGk/KrQZYGyHTHg/s320/tny.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>"Sa radem,caci pana la urma cu asta ne alegem."</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347987724083599874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SjfegA0nGgI/AAAAAAAAAG0/HX0puVWoPfg/s320/pic+208.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div>"Capacitatea de a repurta victorii stralucite consta si în capacitatea, la nevoie, de a suferi înfrângeri."</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6920647202766323466-5875068940626025506?l=patrizze.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>patriciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593042940032987568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6920647202766323466.post-81168984021945394382009-05-29T12:25:00.000-07:002009-05-29T13:38:15.241-07:00<div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SiA8xBAKbQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Z4qO7FPNnnc/s1600-h/ou6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341335970841783554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SiA8xBAKbQI/AAAAAAAAADs/Z4qO7FPNnnc/s320/ou6.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Uneori, e drept, omul oboseşte aşteptând. Şi n-aţi auzit, oare, de situaţii în care, când soseşte în sfârşit ceea ce el a aşteptat, soseşte prea târziu? E, poate, o victorie pe care a dorit-o mult, dar, obţinând-o prea târziu, nu mai are ce face cu ea; o victorie care reuşeşte să-l obosească şi mai mult. Şi renunţă la ea cu o ultimă mare tristeţe, deoarece nu e simplu să porţi o bătălie şi, ajuns la capăt, să-ţi dai seama că asta a fost totul. Bătălia. A existat cândva un scop, dar de atâta aşteptare scopul a murit... Te resemnezi la nevoie cu singurătatea, dar nu vrei să te resemnezi cu desăvârşirea ei.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Octavian Paler</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341338590518896834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SiA_JgD26MI/AAAAAAAAAD0/qpp8-LduBxk/s320/dtj64%27%27.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br />Tinereţea nu mai e decât o zdreanţă aurie, pe care o târăsc amintirile.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Octavian Paler</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341344581081988338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SiBEmMpZfPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dpE9XdvZtJA/s320/pic+267.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Daca s-ar prabusi amintirea,s-ar prabusi intreaga noastra fiinta cu lumea sa cu tot.</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Sorin Cerin<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341344230170398194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SiBERxZjjfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pn4aAOsdpiE/s320/68.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div><br /><br /><p>Amintirea este trandafir din aceeasi tulpina cu realitatea,dar fara spini.<br />Franz Seraphicus</p><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341346557477375234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SiBGZPSxzQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/v-LuPP2IYBk/s320/heagven.jpg" border="0" /></p></div><br /><p> </p><p>Amintirea este primavara eterna a vietii.</p><p>Sorin Cerin</p><p> </p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341347178133893810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SiBG9Xa0srI/AAAAAAAAAEU/n03ibYsO7_s/s320/pic+339.jpg" border="0" /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6920647202766323466-8116898402194539438?l=patrizze.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>patriciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593042940032987568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6920647202766323466.post-45163539291044329732009-05-18T09:38:00.000-07:002009-05-18T10:09:16.839-07:00<div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/ShGUxPDj6TI/AAAAAAAAADU/MfMV6gRLqaw/s1600-h/pic+245.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337210606986717490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/ShGUxPDj6TI/AAAAAAAAADU/MfMV6gRLqaw/s320/pic+245.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><div><div>"Geniul omenesc nu va putea nicicând nascoci inventii mai desavârsite ca acelea create de natura, în care nu lipseste nimic si nimic nu-i de prisos." Leonardo Da Vinci</div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337211071073800274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/ShGVMP6i0FI/AAAAAAAAADc/Xf5_2kO5ACQ/s200/img+366.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div>"În natura, ceea ce ne impresioneaza mai puternic nu sunt legile sale, ci abaterile. " </div><br /><div>Maria Montessori</div><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337211793263872354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/ShGV2SSEyWI/AAAAAAAAADk/esYSKLJMKZM/s320/img+247.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div>"Lucrurile fireşti rămân aşa cum apar la început." Esop</div><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337209655341633218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/ShGT515sTsI/AAAAAAAAADM/cJ2nGM0OXT8/s320/img+105.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>"Toate lucrurile se nasc din contrarii şi toate sunt în curgere ca apa unui râu."Heraclit</div><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337209096601246130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/ShGTZUbmmbI/AAAAAAAAADE/VRqaYciyBQ0/s320/gustga.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div>"Dacă nu stingi focul la început, când se poate stinge cu un hârdău de apă, ci-l laşi în voie, apoi nu-ţi mai ajunge nici apa unui râu ca să-l poţi stinge."William Shakespeare</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6920647202766323466-4516353929104432973?l=patrizze.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>patriciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593042940032987568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6920647202766323466.post-19965853893566440042009-05-03T05:51:00.000-07:002009-05-03T05:57:10.081-07:00<div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/Sf2TpQnSXRI/AAAAAAAAACk/SxdHVOpY-VQ/s1600-h/DSCF2051.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331579870920203538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/Sf2TpQnSXRI/AAAAAAAAACk/SxdHVOpY-VQ/s320/DSCF2051.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#cccccc;">Viaţa este o înşiruire de clipe, aşa că trăieşte fiecare clipă ca şi cum ar fi ultima.</span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331580058014547986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/Sf2T0JmDgBI/AAAAAAAAACs/WpJk4yZ0UMI/s320/DSCF4684.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#cccccc;">Ar fi interesant de calculat cate ori pe zi petrecem altundeva decat acolo unde suntem in clipa prezenta.</span> Federic Beigbeder</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331580817691787906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/Sf2UgXnOQoI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Q6wok_BHC4w/s320/cozi.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">Iubeste cu pasiune clipa si energia acelui moment se va revarsa dincolo de toate granitele.</span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Corita Kent</div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6920647202766323466-1996585389356644004?l=patrizze.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>patriciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593042940032987568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6920647202766323466.post-25007387210957479752009-05-01T10:28:00.000-07:002009-08-24T08:46:59.689-07:00<div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SfsyBQqWqtI/AAAAAAAAABE/ExYmi90ygII/s1600-h/DSCF0397.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330909581156985554" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 87px; height: 200px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SfsyBQqWqtI/AAAAAAAAABE/ExYmi90ygII/s200/DSCF0397.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">Haina il face pe om. Oamenii dezbracati au o influenta proasta sau nu au deloc influenta asupra societatii.</span>Mark Twain<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330910050104660050" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 176px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SfsycjoMUFI/AAAAAAAAABM/hl-cnY-AgRQ/s320/543678.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"> Prietenii cei buni sunt cei vechi, hainele sunt bune noi.</span></div><br /><br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330911202111977010" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 242px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SfszfnMI9jI/AAAAAAAAABU/nwZZ2rOh73Q/s320/DSCF0637.JPG" border="0" /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"> Femeia si hainele se aleg la lumina zilei.</span><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"></span></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330912629831679410" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 234px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/Sfs0yt3CvbI/AAAAAAAAABc/yqLyxV5bhd8/s320/DSCF4350.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"></span></div><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">Moda anticipeaza , iar eleganta este o stare a spiritului…o oglinda a timpului in care traim , o traducere a viitorului , care nu trebuie sa fie niciodata static</span> Oleg Cassini<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"></span><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"></span><br /></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6920647202766323466-2500738721095747975?l=patrizze.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>patriciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593042940032987568noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6920647202766323466.post-31871896150259791982009-05-01T09:57:00.000-07:002009-08-24T09:53:39.575-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SfsucJJmUnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rHK0Vs2H1BA/s1600-h/5365.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330905644950508146" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 205px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wo0ZgKBg1UM/SfsucJJmUnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rHK0Vs2H1BA/s320/5365.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Femeia e forţa motrice a vieţii. Bărbatul e doar cheia de contact.(Valeriu Butulescu)</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Femeia este capodopera lui Dumnezeu; mai ales când îl are pe dracul în ea.(Alphonse Allais)</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Femeile care au "un trecut" sunt interesante pentru un bărbat, pentru că bărbaţii speră că istoria se repetă.(Mae West)</div><br /><div></div><br />Femeile nu înşeală, compară.(Tudor Musatescu) <div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6920647202766323466-3187189615025979198?l=patrizze.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>patriciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03593042940032987568noreply@blogger.com0