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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TEygWb2GSKI/AAAAAAAAB1c/OY2aJTUkdps/s400/DN_JN.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497945552404760738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Biblioteca de Verão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; do JN e do DN faz-se com 27 clás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;sicos simplesmente irresistíveis, deixando perceber um gosto apurado nas escolhas:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;17 de Julho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Alice no País das Mara­vi­lhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Lewis Car­roll&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 de Julho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;O Fan­tasma de Can­ter­ville e outros con­tos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Oscar Wilde&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 de Julho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Cidade Proi­bida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Edu­ardo Pitta&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 de Julho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Car­men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Pros­per Méri­mée&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 de Julho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;O Ali­e­nista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Machado de Assis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;25 de Julho&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;O Último dia de um Con­de­nado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Vic­tor Hugo&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 de Julho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Inxalá – Espero por ti na Abis­sí­nia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Car­los Qui­roga&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 de Julho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;O Con­tra­baixo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Patrick Süs­kind&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 de &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Julho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;O Espe­lho da Tia Mar­ga­rida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Wal­ter Scott&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 de Agosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;O Man­da­rim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Eça de Quei­rós&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 de Agosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;O Médico e o Mons­tro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Robert Louis Ste­ven­son&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 de Agosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Mode­rato Con­ta­bile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Mar­gue­rite Duras&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 de Agosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Poli­ku­chka, O Enfor­cado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Leão Tols­toi&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 de Agosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;A Dama Pé-​de-​Cabra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Ale­xan­dre Her­cu­lano&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 de Agosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Davy Croc­kett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Enid Lamonte Mea­dow­croft&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 de Agosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Car­milla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, She­ri­dan Le Fanu&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 de Agosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Cora­ção das Tre­vas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Joseph Con­rad&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 de Agosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;A Ruiva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Fia­lho de Almeida&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 de Agosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;A Cri­ada Zer­lina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Her­mann Broch&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 de Agosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;A His­tó­ria de um Sonho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Arthur Sch­nitz­ler&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 de Agosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Noi­tes Bran­cas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Fio­dor Dos­toi­evsky&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 de Agosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Voo Noc­tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;rno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Antoine Saint-​Exupéry&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 de Agosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;A Vir­gem e o Cigano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, D.H. Lawrence&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 de Agosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Os Cri­mes da Rua Mor­gue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Edgar Allan Poe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TEygWb2GSKI/AAAAAAAAB1c/OY2aJTUkdps/s1600/DN_JN.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;28 de Agosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Os Con­ju­ra­dos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Jorge Luís Bor­ges&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 de Agosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Daisy Mil­ler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, Henry James&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 de Agosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Con­tos de Ter­ror e Arre­pios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, Bram Stoker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-7811773224751351112?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7811773224751351112/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=7811773224751351112' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7811773224751351112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7811773224751351112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/07/boas-leituras-de-ferias-e-nao-so.html' title='Boas leituras de férias e não só'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TEygWb2GSKI/AAAAAAAAB1c/OY2aJTUkdps/s72-c/DN_JN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-4049689934866467653</id><published>2010-07-24T00:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T21:44:16.014+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Correio da Manhã'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampiros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sebastian Rook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colecções'/><title type='text'>Entre o México e Londres</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;A partir deste Sábado, até ao dia 28 de Agosto, poderá usufruir de um total de 6 volumes de uma colecção disponibilizada pelo jornal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Correio da Manhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;. A temática comum a todos os livros, da autoria de Sebastian Rook, versa os vampiros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Em 1850, abeira-se de Londres uma sombra arrepiante deixando perceber o perigo inevitável de destruição levada a cabo por estes seres terríficos. No início da acção, Jack Harkett vê chegar ao porto da sua cidade um navio. Nada de mais natural, se não fosse noite e da embarcação não voasse um grupo de morcegos. Neste cenário lúgubre, Jack acaba por se cruzar com um homem sinistro e trava amizade com Ben, outro jovem como ele, cuja narrativa de viagem é absolutamente fantástica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TEt7X9mpIoI/AAAAAAAAB1U/DdS_FOU_Amo/s1600/CManh%C3%A3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TEt7X9mpIoI/AAAAAAAAB1U/DdS_FOU_Amo/s400/CManh%C3%A3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497623421739672194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-4049689934866467653?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4049689934866467653/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=4049689934866467653' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/4049689934866467653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/4049689934866467653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/07/entre-o-mexico-e-londres.html' title='Entre o México e Londres'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TEt7X9mpIoI/AAAAAAAAB1U/DdS_FOU_Amo/s72-c/CManh%C3%A3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-6156041519361790606</id><published>2010-07-07T00:16:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T00:34:57.013+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matilde Rosa Araújo'/><title type='text'>Matilde Rosa Araújo (1921-2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"Escrevo à mão... gosto de fazer letra. Gosto de  desenhar a letra.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TDO8ZQEfbDI/AAAAAAAAB1M/RAgxIi5zNdo/s1600/sol-menino-pes-frios.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TDO8ZQEfbDI/AAAAAAAAB1M/RAgxIi5zNdo/s400/sol-menino-pes-frios.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490939512691321906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A letra tem uma beleza como a palavra tem uma música.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Matilde Rosa Araújo (lido&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://aeiou.expresso.pt/matilde-rosa-araujo=f592381"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Nasceu em 1921, em Lisboa, partiu ontem, deixando para trás muitas letras com que desenhou fadas e arco-iris e nos ensinou a amar a poesia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TDO7XtfXg6I/AAAAAAAAB08/3RT5KTpYubQ/s1600/cantar-da-tila.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TDO7XtfXg6I/AAAAAAAAB08/3RT5KTpYubQ/s400/cantar-da-tila.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490938386717311906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TDO8Qv3l2AI/AAAAAAAAB1E/kLx4KOWuP9s/s1600/gato_dourado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TDO8Qv3l2AI/AAAAAAAAB1E/kLx4KOWuP9s/s400/gato_dourado.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490939366608328706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-6156041519361790606?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6156041519361790606/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=6156041519361790606' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/6156041519361790606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/6156041519361790606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/07/matilde-rosa-araujo-1921-2010.html' title='Matilde Rosa Araújo (1921-2010)'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TDO8ZQEfbDI/AAAAAAAAB1M/RAgxIi5zNdo/s72-c/sol-menino-pes-frios.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-4993104716827037188</id><published>2010-07-03T03:49:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T04:40:55.646+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Juan Rulfo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cavalo de Ferro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obra Reunida'/><title type='text'>Juan Rulfo (1917-1986)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb15.webshots.com/24654/2683228480099640354S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 185px;" src="http://inlinethumb15.webshots.com/24654/2683228480099640354S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;uan Rulfo nasceu em Jalisco, no México, no ano de 1917. A proximidade de uma biblioteca, na sua juventude e a possibilidade de usufruir dos seus livros, alimentaram-lhe o gosto pela leitura, tornando, mais tarde, possível a escrita e a publicação de obras que viriam a obter reconhecimento e louvor por parte de autores, como: Jorge Luis Borges, Gabriel García Márquez e Susan Sontag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Na página oficial de Juan Rulfo pode &lt;a href="http://www.clubcultura.com/clubliteratura/clubescritores/juanrulfo/rulfoescritor.htm"&gt;ler-se&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"La  novela de Rulfo no es sólo una de las obras maestras de la  literatura mundial  del siglo XX, sino uno de los libros más influyentes  de este mismo siglo."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sontag (1994)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Detendo-se sobre o primeiro contacto com a ficção de Rulfo, Gabriel García Marquez escreveu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" href="http://www.cavalodeferro.com/upload/Pdf716.pdf"&gt;ainda&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Nessa noite não consegui adormecer enquanto não terminei a se&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TC6um9CbulI/AAAAAAAAB00/SHVtAC584Hs/s1600/Rulfo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 189px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TC6um9CbulI/AAAAAAAAB00/SHVtAC584Hs/s400/Rulfo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489516980054243922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gunda leitura. Nunca, desde a noite tremenda em que li a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Metamorfose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; de Kafka numa lúgubre pensão para estudantes em Bogotá - quase dez anos antes -, eu sofrera semelhante comoção. [...] Durante o resto daquele ano não consegui ler nenhum outro autor, porque todos me pareciam menores."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;A editora Cavalo de Ferro lança agora num volume único a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Obra Reunida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; do escritor mexicano, com tradução de Rui Lagartinho, Sofia Castro Rodrigues e Virgílio Tenreiro Viseu. É-nos, assim, facultada a leitura de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;O Llano em Chamas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; (1953), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Pedro Páramo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; (1955), e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;O Galo de Ouro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; (1980).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-4993104716827037188?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4993104716827037188/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=4993104716827037188' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/4993104716827037188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/4993104716827037188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/07/juan-rulfo-1917-1986.html' title='Juan Rulfo (1917-1986)'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TC6um9CbulI/AAAAAAAAB00/SHVtAC584Hs/s72-c/Rulfo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-5477289243010323148</id><published>2010-06-05T00:53:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T01:00:37.587+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Editora Centauro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eça de Queiroz Essencial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jornal i'/><title type='text'>Eça de Queiroz ao Sábado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TAmTZCiRNFI/AAAAAAAAB0s/t0p_ZCYFxo0/s1600/0000170893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479072480059536466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TAmTZCiRNFI/AAAAAAAAB0s/t0p_ZCYFxo0/s400/0000170893.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-5477289243010323148?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/5477289243010323148/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=5477289243010323148' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/5477289243010323148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/5477289243010323148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/06/eca-de-queiroz-ao-sabado.html' title='Eça de Queiroz ao Sábado'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TAmTZCiRNFI/AAAAAAAAB0s/t0p_ZCYFxo0/s72-c/0000170893.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-4375991104541512094</id><published>2010-06-03T18:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T19:13:34.599+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patricia Duncker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gradiva Publicações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Sombra de Foucault'/><title type='text'>Sou o seu leitor</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The love between a writer and a reader is never celebrated."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; (p. 156)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;A Sombra de Foucault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; foi o primeiro romance de Patricia Duncker &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TAfhasr3MwI/AAAAAAAAB0c/gggMrtRIYL8/s1600/8047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TAfhasr3MwI/AAAAAAAAB0c/gggMrtRIYL8/s320/8047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478595320507478786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(1996) e foi distinguido com o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Dillons First Fiction Award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;, bem como com o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;McKitterick Prize&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Nele, podemos embrenhar-nos numa teia complicada de emoções que nascem da profunda admiração de um leitor para com um homem e a sua obra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Encontramos ecos, talvez soprados pelo mar, sugeridos por um calor húmido que sublinha a viagem - motivo sempre presente ao longo da obra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afinal, é possível celebrar um amor verdadeiro entre escritor e leitor, para lá da lucidez e da loucura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Ninguém fica incólume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-4375991104541512094?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4375991104541512094/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=4375991104541512094' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/4375991104541512094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/4375991104541512094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/05/sou-o-seu-leitor.html' title='&lt;i&gt;Sou o seu leitor&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TAfhasr3MwI/AAAAAAAAB0c/gggMrtRIYL8/s72-c/8047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-519132752227711932</id><published>2010-05-31T18:09:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T01:28:07.144+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia Mundial da Criança'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Editora K'/><title type='text'>Histórinhas de sempre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Era uma vez&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; uma floresta mágica cheia de livros e contos perfeitos, com final feliz, heróis valentes, fadas, provações e recompensas. Cada livrinho é uma árvore, onde se empoleiram aves e gatitos, de onde se avista um mundo de encantar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Editora &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt; disponibiliza um conjunto de 12 títulos, com as narrativas mais ternas da infância e que vale bem a pena recordar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TAPuwPxnsRI/AAAAAAAAB0U/ev1NAlI-RKA/s1600/K.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 114px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TAPuwPxnsRI/AAAAAAAAB0U/ev1NAlI-RKA/s320/K.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477484084448440594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hoje é dia de voltar a ler histórias de encantar. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-519132752227711932?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/519132752227711932/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=519132752227711932' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/519132752227711932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/519132752227711932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/05/historinhas-de-sempre.html' title='Histórinhas de sempre'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/TAPuwPxnsRI/AAAAAAAAB0U/ev1NAlI-RKA/s72-c/K.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-2428713939107307998</id><published>2010-05-16T23:06:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T01:16:06.691+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cavalo de Ferro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selma Lagerlöf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Tesouro'/><title type='text'>Âncoras de gelo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S_CKe20sqBI/AAAAAAAAB0M/414DNsHg_LE/s1600/O+Tesouro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S_CKe20sqBI/AAAAAAAAB0M/414DNsHg_LE/s320/O+Tesouro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472025809972406290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;S&lt;/span&gt;elma Lagerlöf (1858-1940) escreveu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;O Tesouro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;, que a Cavalo de Ferro lançou agora na nova colecção Gente Independente. Trata-se de uma narrativa quase breve inserindo-se na literatura fantástica, onde as personagens vivas se deixam conduzir ou atormentar por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;outras fantasmagóricas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto a acção se precipita, as embarcações permanecem imóveis, ancoradas num autêntico mar de gelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Alheios a tais avisos da Natureza, prenúncios de desgraça certa, três nobres escoceses aguardam o momento em que a viagem os devolva a casa. O amor, o medo, a morte fazem-lhes companhia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Nesse instante, Torarin viu algo atrás do fidalgo escocês, que se assemelhava a uma outra sombra. Viu algo alongado, delgado e cinzento, que se deslocava, pairando acima do solo, sem deixar vestígios no caminho nem fazer chiar a neve branca.&lt;br /&gt;[...] Ao ver isto, Torarin ficou mais assustado do que provavelmente podia aguentar. Gritou bem alto e chicoteou o cavalo, de tal modo que este tomou o freio nos dentes, arrancou a todo o galope e só parou, escorrendo suor, à porta da choupana." (p. 41)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-2428713939107307998?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/2428713939107307998/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=2428713939107307998' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/2428713939107307998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/2428713939107307998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/05/ancoras-de-gelo.html' title='Âncoras de gelo'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S_CKe20sqBI/AAAAAAAAB0M/414DNsHg_LE/s72-c/O+Tesouro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-8606846630429286543</id><published>2010-04-26T01:37:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T02:04:04.948+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moderato Cantabile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marguerite Duras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Difel'/><title type='text'>Um quadro visto da janela</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S9Tl6eElciI/AAAAAAAAB0E/r18IbMvE8Rs/s1600/Moderato.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 125px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464245040574722594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S9Tl6eElciI/AAAAAAAAB0E/r18IbMvE8Rs/s320/Moderato.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Em &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Moderato Cantabile &lt;/span&gt;ouve-se o mar enquanto o sol se põe entre a Avenida do Mar e o café. Da janela mais acima, a que a narradora chama quadro, soltam-se as notas que o pequeno toca contrafeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O bom tempo fora de época é perturbado por um grito em que a paixão se confunde com a morte e deixa lugar a que mais dois estranhos se tornem amantes de conversas sobre as quais, por vezes, nada sabem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;De Marguerite Duras.&lt;br /&gt;Tradução de Ana Paula Laborinho e Flora Larsson.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;span class="SpellE"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;enélope tecia e desmanchava a espera de um séquito de pretendentes enquanto o marido vencia as provações dos mares, de alguns Deuses, buscando o regresso a Ítaca, após a Guerra de Tróia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Diz-se do poeta, que os imortalizou na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Odisseia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;, que seria cego e de parcos recursos materiais. A sua obra, porém, encerra um valor incomensurável, cuja viagem no mar da literatura haverá de se prolongar sempre.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Na próxima Quinta-feira, poderá (re)ler este clássico, que acompanha o jornal  Público, por mais € 5,95.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-739291163860065821?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/739291163860065821/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=739291163860065821' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/739291163860065821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/739291163860065821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/04/tecendo-espera.html' title='Tecendo a espera'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-4695761843323769165</id><published>2010-03-19T23:47:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-03-20T01:46:51.315Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joaquim Manuel Magalhães'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Um Toldo Vermelho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relógio D&apos;Água Editores'/><title type='text'>Sob o toldo, a poesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S6QVwblZILI/AAAAAAAABz8/9-lwZBLBIDQ/s1600-h/Um+toldo+Vermelho+-+Blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S6QVwblZILI/AAAAAAAABz8/9-lwZBLBIDQ/s320/Um+toldo+Vermelho+-+Blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450505370807640242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Sob &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Um Toldo Vermelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;um recado enigmático, na primeira pessoa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Este volume constitui a minha obra poética até 2001, a que acrescento um poema publicado em 2005. Exclui e substitui toda a anterior.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Na capa, um detalhe de uma pintura de José Loureiro.&lt;br /&gt;Sob a sua guarda, a poesia de Joaquim Manuel Magalhães.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-4695761843323769165?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4695761843323769165/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=4695761843323769165' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/4695761843323769165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/4695761843323769165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/03/sob-o-toldo-poesia.html' title='Sob o toldo, a poesia'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S6QVwblZILI/AAAAAAAABz8/9-lwZBLBIDQ/s72-c/Um+toldo+Vermelho+-+Blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-166779332575966297</id><published>2010-03-06T14:41:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-03-06T15:01:22.570Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expresso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colecções'/><title type='text'>Inesquecíveis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="270" height="215"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q8tRTZIx298&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q8tRTZIx298&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="270" height="215"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Numa iniciativa a lançar em conjunto com o próximo número, o semanário &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Expresso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;, traz-nos agora uma pequena colecção de cinco vozes marcantes do panorama musical de sempre:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Frank Sinatra, Maria Callas, Nat King Cole, Billie Holiday e Edith Piaf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S5Jt8IJxhII/AAAAAAAABzs/EbP7BKsdSxQ/s1600-h/Expresso_M%C3%BAsica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S5Jt8IJxhII/AAAAAAAABzs/EbP7BKsdSxQ/s320/Expresso_M%C3%BAsica.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445535779192407170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="270" height="215"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lUNOVC1qVjc&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lUNOVC1qVjc&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="270" height="215"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S5JtkKCUgiI/AAAAAAAABzk/MMn5ErHmFyk/s1600-h/Expresso_M%C3%BAsica.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-166779332575966297?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/166779332575966297/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=166779332575966297' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/166779332575966297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/166779332575966297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/03/inesqueciveis.html' title='Inesquecíveis'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S5Jt8IJxhII/AAAAAAAABzs/EbP7BKsdSxQ/s72-c/Expresso_M%C3%BAsica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-5898566441374419363</id><published>2010-02-06T16:51:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-06T17:50:11.915Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lewis Carroll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='As aventuras de Alice no País das Maravilhas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tim Burton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colecções'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice do outro lado do espelho'/><title type='text'>O novo país das maravilhas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb01.webshots.com/46080/1114996496053518210S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://inlinethumb01.webshots.com/46080/1114996496053518210S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Lewis Carroll (1832-1898) desenhou a figura frágil de uma rapariguinha astuta que se aventura num mundo extraordinário, povoado de outras personagens inesquecíveis, como o C&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heshire Cat&lt;/span&gt;, o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chapeleiro Louco&lt;/span&gt; ou a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rainha de Copas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Por ali se apressa o tempo nas mãos do coelho branco e é servido um chá impossível.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Carroll ter-se-á inspirado na pequena &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb52.webshots.com/42803/1518452508014314734S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 170px;" src="http://inlinethumb52.webshots.com/42803/1518452508014314734S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://thumb14.webshots.net/t/62/162/5/25/8/518452508MWrGVT_th.jpg"&gt;Alice&lt;/a&gt; Pleasance Liddell e nas suas duas irmãs, a quem contava histórias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;O cinema veio a recriar as aventuras da jovem personagem, o que volta a acontecer, pela mão de Tim Burton. Associando-se a este acontecimento, o semanário &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);" href="http://aeiou.expresso.pt/expresso-lanca-alice-no-pais-das-maravilhas=f560766"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Expresso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; acabou de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"lançar uma colecção de quatro livros baseada em duas grandes obras do autor Lewis Carroll - &lt;b&gt;As aventuras de Alice no País das Maravilhas&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Alice do outro lado do espelho&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;No &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);" href="http://aeiou.expresso.pt/expresso-lanca-alice-no-pais-das-maravilhas=f560766"&gt;sítio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; deste semanário pode ler-se:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="news_subtit2"&gt;Datas Lançamento OFERTAS ALICE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Baralho de Cartas&lt;/b&gt;: 6 de Fevereiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1ªs 6 Reproduções&lt;/b&gt;: 13 de Fevereiro&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2ªs 6 Reproduções&lt;/b&gt;: 20 de Fevereiro&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3ªs 6 Reproduções&lt;/b&gt;: 27 de Fevereiro&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4ªs 6 Reproduções&lt;/b&gt;: 6 de Março&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="news_subtit2"&gt;Datas Lançamento Colecção ALICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.º Livro + Caixa Arquivadora GRÁTIS&lt;/b&gt;: 13 de Fevereiro (9,90€)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.º Livro&lt;/b&gt;: 20 de Fevereiro (9,90€)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.º Livro&lt;/b&gt;: 27 de Fevereiro (9,90€)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.º Livro&lt;/b&gt;: 6 de Março  (9,90€) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-5898566441374419363?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/5898566441374419363/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=5898566441374419363' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/5898566441374419363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/5898566441374419363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-novo-pais-das-maravilhas.html' title='O novo país das maravilhas'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-3129040750659421573</id><published>2010-02-02T18:40:00.008Z</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:56:42.616Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rosa Lobato Faria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J. D. Salinger'/><title type='text'>Despedida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S2h0EsbCflI/AAAAAAAABxk/BRMDBpgM1TU/s1600-h/JD_Salinger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 115px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S2h0EsbCflI/AAAAAAAABxk/BRMDBpgM1TU/s200/JD_Salinger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433720574415371858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S2hz239RyvI/AAAAAAAABxc/5cbgn8fAKCY/s1600-h/Rosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S2hz239RyvI/AAAAAAAABxc/5cbgn8fAKCY/s200/Rosa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433720336993602290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Partiram ambos, de lugares diferentes, deixando-nos o seu legado de letras, com obras dignas de leitura e comentário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ela, escrevia na nossa língua, ele, em língua inglesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rosa Lobato Faria (1932-2010) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;J. D. Salinger (1919-2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No lugar da sua ausência, a dádiva dos seus livros e escritos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-3129040750659421573?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3129040750659421573/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=3129040750659421573' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/3129040750659421573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/3129040750659421573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/02/despedida.html' title='Despedida'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S2h0EsbCflI/AAAAAAAABxk/BRMDBpgM1TU/s72-c/JD_Salinger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-2919023270660645828</id><published>2010-01-30T23:11:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-01-30T23:37:42.207Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revista Visão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colecções'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autores Lusófonos'/><title type='text'>Autores Lusófonos com a Visão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S2S-tIFWgXI/AAAAAAAABxE/hsGvh9NGiUI/s1600-h/Birds+Kissing.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 107px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S2S-tIFWgXI/AAAAAAAABxE/hsGvh9NGiUI/s200/Birds+Kissing.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432676732988981618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;A revista &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Visão&lt;/span&gt; proporciona-nos, durante seis semanas a leitura de outras tantas obras, escritas por autores lusófonos, numa colecção a não perder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Entre 4 de Fevereiro e 11 de Março esperam-no:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;A Varanda do Frangipani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; de Mia Couto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Parábola do Cágado  Velho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; de Pepetela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Estorvo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; de Chico Buarque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Os Dois Irmãos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;de Germano Almeida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Kikia Matcho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; de Filinto de Barros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;O Hóspede de Job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; de José Cardoso Pires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S2TCESkX2MI/AAAAAAAABxM/CARQ-jxTIR8/s1600-h/Birds+Kissing.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 99px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S2TCESkX2MI/AAAAAAAABxM/CARQ-jxTIR8/s200/Birds+Kissing.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432680429475322050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-2919023270660645828?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/2919023270660645828/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=2919023270660645828' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/2919023270660645828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/2919023270660645828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/01/autores-lusofonos-com-visao.html' title='Autores Lusófonos com a Visão'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S2S-tIFWgXI/AAAAAAAABxE/hsGvh9NGiUI/s72-c/Birds+Kissing.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-4887413933832587772</id><published>2010-01-07T14:21:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-01-07T16:22:28.619Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estarás Aí?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bertrand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guillaume Musso'/><title type='text'>Mudando o Tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S0XyXHvO6DI/AAAAAAAABw8/SnUpHfQXpws/s1600-h/Musso"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S0XyXHvO6DI/AAAAAAAABw8/SnUpHfQXpws/s200/Musso" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424007805265700914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Guillaume Musso é autor de seis romances, entre eles:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Estarás Aí?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;E Depois?&lt;br /&gt;Salva-me&lt;br /&gt;Porque te Amo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estarás Aí?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; é uma constante viagem de emoções, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb14.webshots.com/18125/1540551622056696362S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 137px;" src="http://inlinethumb14.webshots.com/18125/1540551622056696362S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;sentimentos contraditórios, decisões difíceis e magia. A vida e a morte concentram-se em dez pequenos comprimidos e na vontade absoluta de concertar o passado. Mas a que preço?&lt;br /&gt;O que se mudaria no presente, se alterássemos o passado?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curiosamente, a ideia que subjaz a esta história resultou de uma experiência vivida no aeroporto de Lisboa, conforme o autor relata num &lt;a href="http://www.guillaumemusso.com/Seras-tu-la"&gt;vídeo&lt;/a&gt; de apresentação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;E se se encontrasse com uma versão de si mesmo com mais trinta anos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-4887413933832587772?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4887413933832587772/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=4887413933832587772' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/4887413933832587772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/4887413933832587772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2010/01/mudando-o-tempo.html' title='Mudando o Tempo'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/S0XyXHvO6DI/AAAAAAAABw8/SnUpHfQXpws/s72-c/Musso' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-7324966069067466580</id><published>2009-12-28T19:46:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-12-28T21:28:26.691Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enid Blyton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contos de Natal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mireia Coll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dom Quixote'/><title type='text'>Contos de Natal depois do Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:280%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;epois do Natal, se houver um tempinho, de férias ou nos transport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SzkhDH6D7rI/AAAAAAAABw0/zsJUtYHVL30/s1600-h/Contos+de+Natal.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SzkhDH6D7rI/AAAAAAAABw0/zsJUtYHVL30/s200/Contos+de+Natal.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420399964063002290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;es, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;antes de dormir ou numa pausa que se encontre, há que escolher um daqueles livros que tão generosamente nos depositaram no sapatinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Uma das leituras que o Natal nos deixou foi há muito proposta por Enid Blyton e reune, num mesmo volume, seis contos ilustrados por Mireia Coll, numa atmosfera mágica de fadas e brinquedos, duendes e partidas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. O Roubo dos Brinquedos do Pai Natal&lt;br /&gt;2. A Oficina de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brinquedos do Pai Natal&lt;br /&gt;3. A Festa de Natal das Fadas&lt;br /&gt;4. A Noite em que os Brinquedos Ganharam Vida&lt;br /&gt;5. O Primeiro Natal do Coelhinho&lt;br /&gt;6. Natal na Loja de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brinquedos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Boas Leituras!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-7324966069067466580?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7324966069067466580/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=7324966069067466580' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7324966069067466580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7324966069067466580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/12/contos-de-natal-depois-do-natal.html' title='Contos de Natal depois do Natal'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SzkhDH6D7rI/AAAAAAAABw0/zsJUtYHVL30/s72-c/Contos+de+Natal.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-8500176178590188242</id><published>2009-12-24T00:08:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-12-24T01:02:23.804Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tinta da China'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entrevistas da Paris Review'/><title type='text'>Entrevistas da Paris Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:210%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; Tinta da China lançou recentemente um volume contendo entrevistas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SzK79UP7hrI/AAAAAAAABws/sg41RGwIcbg/s1600-h/Paris+Review.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SzK79UP7hrI/AAAAAAAABws/sg41RGwIcbg/s200/Paris+Review.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418599963762067122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;anteriormente publicadas na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parisreview.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Paris Review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;, a partir de uma selecção feita por Carlos Vaz Marques. Trata-se de um conjunto de conversas irrepetíveis, dado que todos os entrevistados faleceram já.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim, podemos ficar a conhecer as impressões de vida e da criação literária de E. M. Forster, Graham Greene, William Faulkner, Truman Capote, Lawrence Durrell, Boris Pasternak, Saul Bellow, Jorge Luis Borges e Jack Kerouac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;"Quando eu escrevo, escrevo porque algo tem de ser feito. Não me parece que um escritor se deva intrometer demasiado no seu próprio trabalho. Deve deixar o trabalho escrever-se a si próprio."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Jorge Luis Borges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-8500176178590188242?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8500176178590188242/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=8500176178590188242' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8500176178590188242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8500176178590188242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/12/entrevistas-da-paris-review.html' title='&lt;i&gt;Entrevistas da Paris Review&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SzK79UP7hrI/AAAAAAAABws/sg41RGwIcbg/s72-c/Paris+Review.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-8228366730550168815</id><published>2009-12-23T19:30:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:10:06.620Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roald Dahl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terramar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Fantástico Senhor Raposo'/><title type='text'>Um marido fantástico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Roald Dahl (1916-1990) nasceu em Llandaff, no País de Gales e deixou-nos uma obra considerável, destinada aos mais pequenos e aos adultos, onde o inesperado e o humor se conjugam para nos envolver e cativar. Gostava de escrever numa pequena casa de tijolos, que ainda hoje se encontra preservada, tal e qual como o escritor a deixou, construída num pomar na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Gipsy House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;A sua ficção mereceu o reconhecimento da 7ª Arte, onde pudemos ver já adaptações de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;James e o Pêssego Gigante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Charlie e a Fábrica de Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;, por exemplo. Para breve, anuncia-se a chegada d' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;O Fantástico Senhor Raposo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n2igjYFojUo&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n2igjYFojUo&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Como é apanágio da sua espécie, o senhor Raposo, ao ver-se perseguido pelos três agricultores terríveis Boggis, Bunce e Bean, delineia uma estratégia invencível, que lhe permite escapar aos ataques destes homens, que não recuam no intuito de castigar o vilão das suas capoeiras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-8228366730550168815?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8228366730550168815/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=8228366730550168815' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8228366730550168815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8228366730550168815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/12/um-marido-fantastico.html' title='Um marido fantástico'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-4276376049526243646</id><published>2009-12-19T00:21:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-12-19T01:42:31.700Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oficina do Livro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Margarida Fonseca Santos e Elsa Serra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quero Ser Escritor: Manual de escrita criativa para todas as idades'/><title type='text'>Momentos de Criatividade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SywkZcjqsDI/AAAAAAAABwc/9ZDXiO0WlH8/s1600-h/Escritor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 151px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SywkZcjqsDI/AAAAAAAABwc/9ZDXiO0WlH8/s200/Escritor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416744471400984626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Quero Ser Escritor: Manual de escrita criativa para todas as idades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt; é um livro de Margarida Fonseca Santos e Elsa Serra, publicado pela Oficina do Livro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Esta obra, composta por exercícios que estimulam a criatividade, permite a criação de textos variados, sob forma de diálogos, partindo de anagramas, mapas conceptuais, letras escondidas e muitas outras pistas irresistíveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Quero Ser Escritor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; constitui uma fonte agradável de actividades favorecedoras do alargamento das nossas competências criativas e de escrita; liberta o poder comunicativo e mergulha-nos no mundo dos contadores de histórias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-4276376049526243646?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4276376049526243646/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=4276376049526243646' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/4276376049526243646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/4276376049526243646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/12/momentos-de-criatividade.html' title='Momentos de Criatividade'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SywkZcjqsDI/AAAAAAAABwc/9ZDXiO0WlH8/s72-c/Escritor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-7633455897157400754</id><published>2009-12-15T14:14:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-15T14:38:58.640Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porto editora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas Portugueses'/><title type='text'>Lançamento</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conforme pode ler-se no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" href="http://networkedblogs.com/p21071665?a=share&amp;amp;ref=nf"&gt;blogue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; do JL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SyefCcJZTzI/AAAAAAAABwU/44qKXCTM7Sc/s1600-h/Poemas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SyefCcJZTzI/AAAAAAAABwU/44qKXCTM7Sc/s200/Poemas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415471941200465714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Poemas Portugueses – Antologia da Poesia Portuguesa do Séc. XIII ao Séc. XXI&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; (ed. Porto Editora) é lançado hoje, terça-feira, 15, pelas 19, na Fundação Medeiros e Almeida, em Lisboa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vasco Graça Moura irá apresentar a obra, que reúne oitocentos anos de poesia, 267 autores e mais de dois mil textos. Estarão presentes os seus coordenadores, Jorge Reis-Sá e Rui Lage e, no final da sessão, os actores Luís Lucas, Pedro Lamares e Carmen Dolores declamarão alguns dos poemas da antologia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-7633455897157400754?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7633455897157400754/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=7633455897157400754' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7633455897157400754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7633455897157400754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/12/lancamento.html' title='Lançamento'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SyefCcJZTzI/AAAAAAAABwU/44qKXCTM7Sc/s72-c/Poemas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-569111717429119899</id><published>2009-12-10T15:25:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:19:40.568Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revista Visão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Senhor dos Anéis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expresso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dvds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Regresso do Rei'/><title type='text'>A resolução</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Chegou a hora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;O regresso anunciado do Rei faz-se com mais um número da revista &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Visão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt; ou com o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Expresso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Este fim-de-semana, a adaptação da obra magnífica de Tolkien, ao cinema, com realização de Peter Jackson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;A não perder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I7YllAOqpF4&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I7YllAOqpF4&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-569111717429119899?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/569111717429119899/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=569111717429119899' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/569111717429119899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/569111717429119899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/12/resolucao.html' title='A resolução'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-8047907316985205604</id><published>2009-12-03T23:53:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-12-04T00:29:41.324Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Viajante Sem Sono'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Assírio e Alvim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='José Tolentino Mendonça'/><title type='text'>Pelo trilho do eléctrico à noite...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um vulto prossegue de costas para a noite, alheio a nós, alheio ao eléctrico &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SxhXkhNF8LI/AAAAAAAABwM/KExMObex_j4/s1600-h/Viajante.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SxhXkhNF8LI/AAAAAAAABwM/KExMObex_j4/s200/Viajante.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411171237185843378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;vazio&lt;br /&gt;iluminado.&lt;br /&gt;Envolve a dedicatória a Miguel Donas, um viajante que tocou o coração do homem&lt;br /&gt;da escrita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A vida escapou-se-lhe, logo a seguir à saúde deixando para trás tudo o mais,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;atilhos de saudade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O Viajante Sem Sono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;José Tolentino Mendonça&lt;br /&gt;Assírio &amp;amp; Alvim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-8047907316985205604?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8047907316985205604/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=8047907316985205604' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8047907316985205604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8047907316985205604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/12/pelo-trilho-do-electrico-noite.html' title='Pelo trilho do eléctrico à noite...'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SxhXkhNF8LI/AAAAAAAABwM/KExMObex_j4/s72-c/Viajante.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-59232102164514951</id><published>2009-11-23T13:37:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-11-23T13:48:58.260Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ilusão (Ou o Que quiserem)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luísa Costa Gomes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dom Quixote'/><title type='text'>Humor e desamor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SwqRs6gS1ZI/AAAAAAAABwE/8f0kcKu_V-8/s1600/Ilus%C3%A3o.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SwqRs6gS1ZI/AAAAAAAABwE/8f0kcKu_V-8/s200/Ilus%C3%A3o.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407294503416681874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Ela dedica-se de corpo e alma às estratégias de remediação do insucesso e desmotivação dos seus alunos do 8º ano, ele procura harmonia no seu grupo de teatro desavindo, desvincular-se da família virtual que o chantageia, compreender a lógica da integração de personagens da História comum num argumento que lhe parece duvidoso.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre dúvidas, decepções, e passagens que nos fazem sorrir e até rir com gosto, um olhar sobre a própria vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-59232102164514951?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/59232102164514951/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=59232102164514951' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/59232102164514951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/59232102164514951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/11/humor-e-desamor.html' title='Humor e desamor'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SwqRs6gS1ZI/AAAAAAAABwE/8f0kcKu_V-8/s72-c/Ilus%C3%A3o.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-3351821587641113954</id><published>2009-11-20T23:28:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-21T00:12:17.703Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Correio da Manhã'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colecção A Monarquia está de volta a Portugal'/><title type='text'>Histórias de soberanos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SwcqnDIhS0I/AAAAAAAABvs/7Sz5BuFomXA/s1600/Reis.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 137px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SwcqnDIhS0I/AAAAAAAABvs/7Sz5BuFomXA/s200/Reis.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406336728025877314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;O jornal &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Correio da Manhã&lt;/span&gt; traz-nos 34 volumes que nos ajudam a conhecer as figuras carismáticas dos nossos reis. Todas as Quintas-feiras, a partir de dia 19 deste mês e até 11 de Março, poderá usufruir de um conjunto de obras biográficas preparadas sob a coordenação da Academia Portuguesa de História.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Encontra &lt;a href="http://www.correiodamanha.pt/cm/mkt/reis_pt/autores.asp"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt; informação sobre os dois primeiros volumes e todos os restantes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="a12preto" width="600" border="0" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;1 – &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;D. Afonso Henriques (1143-1185)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;o Conquistador&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Manuela Mendonça&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td bgcolor="#e5e5e5"&gt;2 – &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;D. Sancho I (1185-1211)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td bgcolor="#e5e5e5"&gt;o Povoador&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td bgcolor="#e5e5e5"&gt;Luis Miguel Duarte&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-3351821587641113954?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3351821587641113954/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=3351821587641113954' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/3351821587641113954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/3351821587641113954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/11/historias-de-soberanos.html' title='Histórias de soberanos'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SwcqnDIhS0I/AAAAAAAABvs/7Sz5BuFomXA/s72-c/Reis.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-6537778495096341880</id><published>2009-11-14T00:18:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-11-16T02:10:22.441Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livraria Figueirinhas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen A Noite de Natal'/><title type='text'>Um Amigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Uma sugestão de leitura para meninos e gente de todas as idades... que gostem de ler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p face="georgia" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sv4Obwr49nI/AAAAAAAABu8/0MnOjDEpev4/s1600-h/A+Noite+de+Natal.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 159px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sv4Obwr49nI/AAAAAAAABu8/0MnOjDEpev4/s200/A+Noite+de+Natal.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403772472979420786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;"Era uma vez uma casa pintada de amarelo com um jardim à volta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No jardim havia tílias, bétulas, um cedro muito antigo, uma cerejeira e dois plátanos. Era debaixo do cedro que Joana brincava. Com musgo e ervas e paus fazia muitas casas pequenas encostadas ao grande tronco escuro. Depois imaginava os anõezinhos que, se existissem, poderiam morar naquelas casas. E fazia uma casa maior e mais complicada para o rei dos anões.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Joana não tinha irmãos e brincava sozinha. Mas de vez em quando vinham brincar os dois primos ou outros meninos. E, às vezes, ela ia a uma festa. Mas esses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;meninos a casa de quem ela ia e que vinham a sua casa não eram realmente amigos: eram visitas. Faziam troça das suas casas de musgo e maçavam-se imenso no seu jardim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb48.webshots.com/46127/2351665410037620307S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://inlinethumb48.webshots.com/46127/2351665410037620307S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E Joana tinha muita pena de não saber brincar com os outros meninos. Só sabia estar sozinha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas um dia encontrou um amigo. Foi numa manhã de Outubro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p face="georgia" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Joana estava encarrapitada no muro. E passou pela rua um garoto. Estava todo vestido de remendos e os seus olhos brilhavam como duas estrelas. Caminhava devagar pela beira do passeio sorrindo às folhas do Outono. O coração de Joana deu um pulo na garganta."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;A Noite de Natal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Porto: Livraria Figueirinhas, 1989&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-6537778495096341880?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6537778495096341880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=6537778495096341880' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/6537778495096341880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/6537778495096341880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/11/um-amigo.html' title='Um Amigo'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sv4Obwr49nI/AAAAAAAABu8/0MnOjDEpev4/s72-c/A+Noite+de+Natal.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-189442432785122924</id><published>2009-10-28T22:37:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-11-16T01:59:28.988Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Símbolo Perdido'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan Brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bertrand'/><title type='text'>A viagem começa em Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);" class="blc-artigo-txt-n1"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb24.webshots.com/23447/2180719140042478489S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://inlinethumb24.webshots.com/23447/2180719140042478489S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O elevador Otis que sobe o pilar sul da Torre Eiffel estava a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;transbordar de turistas. Dentro do atravancado ascensor, um austero homem de negócios de fato engomado olha para baixo, para o rapaz a seu lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Estás pálido, filho. Devias ter ficado no chão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Eu estou bem… - respondeu o rapaz, lutando para controlar a ansiedade. - Saio no próximo piso. Não consigo respirar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O homem inclinou-se mais. - Achei que nesta altura já terias conseguido ultrapassar isso. - Disse, afagando afectuosamente a face da criança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O rapaz sentiu-se envergonhado por desapontar o pai, mas mal conseguia ouvir devido ao zumbido que sentia nos ouvidos. Não consigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;respirar. Tenho de sair desta caixa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb30.webshots.com/19933/2577237130046209414S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://inlinethumb30.webshots.com/19933/2577237130046209414S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O ascensorista estava a dizer qualquer coisa tranquilizadora sobre os pistões articulados do elevador e a sua construção de ferro pudela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do. Muito abaixo deles, as ruas de Paris expandiam-se em todas as direcções. Estamos quase lá, disse o rapaz para si próprio, esticando o pescoço para olhar para a plataforma de saída. Aguenta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enquanto o elevador subia fortemente inclinado em direcção à varanda panorâmica superior, o poço começou a estreitar e as suas barras maciças a contraírem-se de modo a formarem um apertado túnel vertical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_bcr_maincontent_ThisContent"&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Pai, acho que não -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_bcr_maincontent_ThisContent"&gt;&lt;p&gt;De repente, um estalido nítido ecoou por cima das cabeças deles. A cabina moveu-se abruptamente e ficou inclinada de forma estranha para um dos lados. Cabos partidos começaram a baloiçar em redor da cabina como cobras. O rapaz agarrou-se ao pai.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_bcr_maincontent_ThisContent"&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Pai!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Os olhares deles encontraram-se durante um segundo aterrorizador.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Depois o chão caiu.&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_bcr_maincontent_ThisContent"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_bcr_maincontent_ThisContent"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb02.webshots.com/1281/2030371160046209414S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://inlinethumb02.webshots.com/1281/2030371160046209414S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_bcr_maincontent_ThisContent"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Robert Langdon endireitou-se de um salto no seu banco de pele macia, despertando do seu sonho semiconsciente. Estava sozinho na enorme cabina do Falcon 2000EX privado que abria caminho através da turbulência. Lá atrás, os dois motores Pratt &amp;amp; Whitney roncavam regularmente.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blc-artigo-txt-n1"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_bcr_maincontent_ThisContent"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SujP8vJ6oUI/AAAAAAAABus/O2Pcp2HG22Q/s1600-h/Dan+Brown.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 188px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SujP8vJ6oUI/AAAAAAAABus/O2Pcp2HG22Q/s200/Dan+Brown.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397792795760697666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Excerto do I capítulo do livro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;O Símbolo Perdido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;, de Dan Brown, disponibilizado pela Bertrand a partir de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;29 de Outubro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;Retirado &lt;a href="http://dn.sapo.pt/inicio/artes/interior.aspx?content_id=1362227&amp;amp;seccao=Livros"&gt;daqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;Disponível na Edisa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-189442432785122924?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/189442432785122924/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=189442432785122924' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/189442432785122924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/189442432785122924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/10/viagem-comeca-em-paris.html' title='A viagem começa em Paris'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SujP8vJ6oUI/AAAAAAAABus/O2Pcp2HG22Q/s72-c/Dan+Brown.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-4727083982439772026</id><published>2009-10-25T13:44:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-10-25T14:16:04.719Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabel Fraga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Desenhadora de Malvas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edições Asa'/><title type='text'>O bordado das palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;O tempo hoje deu-nos mais uma hora para lermos. E uma hora dá para acabarmos de ler aquele livro que nos tem prendido a si, para escolhermos o que se lhe segue, para pensarmos em palavras-chave, emoções que se repetem em nós colhidas nesta ou naquela página.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SuRdJreOPPI/AAAAAAAABuk/2-FqTx4kFL8/s1600-h/Fraga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SuRdJreOPPI/AAAAAAAABuk/2-FqTx4kFL8/s200/Fraga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396540674366389490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Uma hora dá para ler, como se os dedos passassem leves sobre um bordado macio, uma renda de linha sedosa e fina. Uma narrativa delicada, silenciosa, evocando poemas, a figura ténue de Laura visível a alguns, perturbadora para todos os outros. As malvas, as pinturas sobrepostas, palimpsestos numa tela, numa casa, numa história, a loucura que se despe, que envolve como tecido, manto ou véu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Uma escolha feliz em que as palavras desenham, também elas, um bordado perfeito de bem escrever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;A nossa sugestão: Isabel Fraga (2007). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;A Desenhadora de Malvas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;. Porto: Asa Editores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-4727083982439772026?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4727083982439772026/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=4727083982439772026' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/4727083982439772026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/4727083982439772026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-bordado-das-palavras.html' title='O bordado das palavras'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SuRdJreOPPI/AAAAAAAABuk/2-FqTx4kFL8/s72-c/Fraga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-8683061478902201529</id><published>2009-10-23T01:15:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T03:00:09.768Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colecções'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jornal i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mensagem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fernando Pessoa'/><title type='text'>i com Pessoa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SukEUsKAYzI/AAAAAAAABu0/Q6itQ9DCNp4/s1600-h/Dan+Brown.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SukEUsKAYzI/AAAAAAAABu0/Q6itQ9DCNp4/s200/Dan+Brown.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397850381877273394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Um perfil de palavras.&lt;br /&gt;O bom gosto na escolha da apresentação da colecção.&lt;br /&gt;No jornal i, a escrita de Pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb40.webshots.com/32615/2771889910025992880S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 148px;" src="http://inlinethumb40.webshots.com/32615/2771889910025992880S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma obra a acompanhar a cada semana.&lt;br /&gt;Brevemente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia 30 de Outubro: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mensagem&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-8683061478902201529?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8683061478902201529/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=8683061478902201529' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8683061478902201529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8683061478902201529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-com-pessoa.html' title='i com Pessoa'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SukEUsKAYzI/AAAAAAAABu0/Q6itQ9DCNp4/s72-c/Dan+Brown.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-6850922286418701133</id><published>2009-10-18T01:32:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T02:37:56.609+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Público'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colecções'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Pantera Cor-de-Rosa'/><title type='text'>O rosa inconfundível da música</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry Mancini (1924-1994), compositor, pianista e autor de arranjos musicais, deixou-nos temas memoráveis como &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Moon River&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; ou aquela música elegante, absolutamente inconfundível, que denuncia a chegada de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Pink Panther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Pink Phink&lt;/span&gt; (1964) é a primeira curta-metragem onde encontramos esta figura irreverente num trabalho que granjeou o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Academy Award for Short Subjects, Animated Films&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O jornal &lt;a href="http://static.publico.clix.pt/coleccoes/pantera/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Público&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; traz-nos todos os Sábados, de 17 de Outubro a 19 de Dezembro uma colecção de 10 DVDs, contendo 124 episódios desta série de animação divertida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma boa escolha semanal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;object height="245" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yzn8uuJ3w8g&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yzn8uuJ3w8g&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="245" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-6850922286418701133?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6850922286418701133/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=6850922286418701133' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/6850922286418701133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/6850922286418701133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-rosa-inconfundivel-da-musica.html' title='O rosa inconfundível da música'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-7071656737450919122</id><published>2009-10-17T00:40:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T01:09:44.989+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expresso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colecção jornalistas escritores escritores jornalistas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colecções'/><title type='text'>Jornalismo e ficção</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://aeiou.expresso.pt/users/2123/212309/l3-be17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 235px;" src="http://aeiou.expresso.pt/users/2123/212309/l3-be17.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Quero acreditar que já não estarias em casa por alturas em que cheguei mas não sei dizer. A verdade é que não te procurei. Mais uma vez. Penso que fiz as coisas do costume, penso hoje quando penso nisso que fiz as coisas do costume, terei deixado o sobretudo ao acaso, abri o frigorífico fechei abri uma outra vez, sem saber bem o que procuro, acontece-me quase sempre. As coisas do costume. Vagueei sem saber bem, o sobretudo caído alguém há-de arrumar, tu tratas disso. Do frigorífico abro fecho abro outra vez, quero pouco, não sei que quero, deixei de beber prometi-te acho que te prometi, não sei que beba."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div id="TixyyLink"  style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; text-decoration: none;color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Este é um excerto da obra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A Casa Quieta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;, da autoria de Rodrigo Guedes de Carvalho, colhido &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://www.portaldaliteratura.com/livros.php?livro=3711"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;. A partir de 29 do corrente mês, a revista &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Visão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; e o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Expresso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; dão-nos a conhecer ou a reler obras de jornalistas que se dedicaram à ficção literária, no nosso país.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Rodrigo Guedes de Carvalho, sucedem Clara Ferreira Alves, Fernando Dacosta, Inês Pedrosa, Henrique Monteiro e Mário Zambujal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-7071656737450919122?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7071656737450919122/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=7071656737450919122' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7071656737450919122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7071656737450919122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/10/jornalismo-e-ficcao.html' title='Jornalismo e ficção'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-3329556794654937580</id><published>2009-10-10T02:22:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T03:26:46.155+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prémio Nobel da Literatura 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herta Müller'/><title type='text'>Prémio Nobel da Literatura 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/8/84/Herta_M%C3%BCller_2007.JPG/354px-Herta_M%C3%BCller_2007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 230px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/8/84/Herta_M%C3%BCller_2007.JPG/354px-Herta_M%C3%BCller_2007.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Herta Müller, romancista, poeta e ensaísta de Língua Alemã, natural de Nitzkydorf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;, aldeia próxima de Timisoara na Roménia, foi galardoada com o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prémio Nobel da Literatura de 2009&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Ss_rm4okzOI/AAAAAAAABuE/ld4WDGImdzQ/s1600-h/Odisseia.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Ss_rm4okzOI/AAAAAAAABuE/ld4WDGImdzQ/s200/Odisseia.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390786332255898850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Da sua obra, dispomos já, em Portugal, de obras traduzidas como: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;A Terra das Ameixas Verdes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; (publicada pela Difel em 1999) e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;O Homem é um Grande Faisão Sobre a Terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; (com publicação de 1993, da responsabilidade da Editora Cotovia).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Ss_rv7M_-RI/AAAAAAAABuM/1sogWsTiqSY/s1600-h/Odisseia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Ss_rv7M_-RI/AAAAAAAABuM/1sogWsTiqSY/s200/Odisseia2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390786487564368146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Ss_ss281l3I/AAAAAAAABuc/FHQtTzSknV0/s1600-h/Odisseia1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Ss_ss281l3I/AAAAAAAABuc/FHQtTzSknV0/s200/Odisseia1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390787534394857330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;No &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Brasil, encontramos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ainda, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O Compromisso&lt;/span&gt; (disponibilizado pela Editora Globo).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A escolha de Herta Müller fica a dever-se, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" href="http://nobelprize.org/nobel_prizes/literature/laureates/2009/press.html"&gt;no dizer do comité&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;, ao facto de ser alguém &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;who, with the concentration of poetry and the  frankness of prose, depicts the landscape of the dispossessed&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-3329556794654937580?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3329556794654937580/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=3329556794654937580' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/3329556794654937580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/3329556794654937580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/10/premio-nobel-da-literatura-2009.html' title='Prémio Nobel da Literatura 2009'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Ss_rm4okzOI/AAAAAAAABuE/ld4WDGImdzQ/s72-c/Odisseia.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-2489240041371342783</id><published>2009-10-09T00:02:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T00:48:27.251+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wolf Hall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man Booker Prize 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilary Mantel'/><title type='text'>Na corte de Henrique VIII</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Thomas Cromwell foi conselheiro de Henrique VIII no tempo dos Tudors, na década de 1520. Assistiu aos acontecimentos polémicos que viriam a provocar uma cisão entre o soberano e a Igreja, pondo em causa o sacramento do matrimónio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Hilary Mantel investiu-o de protagonismo na sua obra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Wolf Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;, que agora lhe valeu a obtenção do Man Booker Prize, na edição de 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb48.webshots.com/45551/2825325870045844276S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://inlinethumb48.webshots.com/45551/2825325870045844276S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;A autora nasceu a 6 de Julho de 1952, em Glossop, na região do Derbyshire, tendo, também, raízes na Irlanda. Estudou Direito e trabalhou como Assistente Social, viveu no Bostwana e na Arábia Saudita, regressou à Grã-Bretanha na década de 80. A escrita de Hilary, no domínio da ficção e da crítica, bem como do ensaio, tem merecido diversas distinções e nomeações, nomeadamente o Shiva Naipaul Memorial Prize (19&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;87&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Aguardemos, pois, a publicação dos seus trabalhos em Língua Portuguesa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb59.webshots.com/43002/2374832370052249093S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 142px;" src="http://inlinethumb59.webshots.com/43002/2374832370052249093S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-2489240041371342783?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/2489240041371342783/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=2489240041371342783' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/2489240041371342783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/2489240041371342783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/10/na-corte-de-henrique-viii.html' title='Na corte de Henrique VIII'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-205672206755431591</id><published>2009-10-04T03:08:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T04:00:28.338+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morte no Nilo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Correio da Manhã'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Misterioso Caso de Styles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Agatha Christie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colecções'/><title type='text'>Do Essex ao Nilo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SsgETDOGiJI/AAAAAAAABtk/-dLM4d4nyrU/s1600-h/Agatha.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 71px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SsgETDOGiJI/AAAAAAAABtk/-dLM4d4nyrU/s320/Agatha.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388561679477278866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Até ao dia 27 de Fevereiro, o jornal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Correio da Manhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; continua a trazer-nos, todos os Sábados, histórias de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;suspense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; e verdadeiros desafios policiais, entretecidos pela mestre Agatha Christie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="style12"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;O Misterioso Caso de Styles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; (1916) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;narra-nos a primeira aventura de Hercule Poirot que, em conjunto com o seu amigo Capitão Hastings, a recuperar de um ferimento de guerra, no Essex, desvenda o  caso enigmático do envenenamento da senhora Emily Inglethorpe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="style12"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="style12"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="style12"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="style12"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para a semana, prepare-se para ler &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Morte no Nilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; (1937), uma das obras emblemáticas da autora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u-_-xxP3Dz0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u-_-xxP3Dz0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-205672206755431591?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/205672206755431591/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=205672206755431591' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/205672206755431591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/205672206755431591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/10/do-essex-ao-nilo.html' title='Do Essex ao Nilo'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SsgETDOGiJI/AAAAAAAABtk/-dLM4d4nyrU/s72-c/Agatha.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-8689596388712888010</id><published>2009-10-01T15:52:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T16:02:01.026+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dom Quixote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miguel Torga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vindima'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia Mundial da Música'/><title type='text'>Ao som do vento e das gargalhadas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt 10px; text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Passada a última casa, começava a descida da    serra. À medida que iam andando, a jogar a cabra – cega com as fragas, a    aldeia, cada vez mais distante e cingida ao seu bioco de colmo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lembrava    uma mãe abandonada. E alguém cantou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt 10px; text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt 10px; text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb18.webshots.com/44689/2642275330066274449S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 158px;" src="http://inlinethumb18.webshots.com/44689/2642275330066274449S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt 10px; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt 10px; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;                            Adeus, adeus,    minha terra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt 10px; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;                            Berço da minha    alegria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt 10px; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;                            Penaguião vem de    pena,           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt 10px; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;                            Mariana de Maria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt 10px; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0pt 10px; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As raparigas deixavam vir à tona os encantos    soterrados, os rapazes davam largas à inspiração, e os velhos iam pouco    a pouco perdendo também o ar encardido, num renovo de esperança. Cada    palmo percorrido era uma ruga a menos, na alma e no corpo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;[...] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Em S. Martinho, primeira terra do Doiro, e por    isso com um patrono vinhateiro, beberam. No eiró da terra formaram roda,    o harmónio, o bombo e os ferrinhos acertaram a voz, e, saltando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Miguel Torga, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Vindima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-8689596388712888010?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8689596388712888010/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=8689596388712888010' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8689596388712888010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8689596388712888010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/10/ao-som-do-vento-e-das-gargalhadas.html' title='Ao som do vento e das gargalhadas'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-202454965295816069</id><published>2009-09-25T03:50:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T04:49:03.495+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia Europeu das Línguas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clássicos'/><title type='text'>Dia Europeu das Línguas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ecml.at/edl/images/EDL_Logo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 179px;" src="http://www.ecml.at/edl/images/EDL_Logo1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Sábado, dia 26 de Setembro, comemora-se o Dia Europeu das Línguas - celebração instituída &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Srw2I44t9fI/AAAAAAAABsc/uq-k27CeEbs/s1600-h/Quixote.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 149px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Srw2I44t9fI/AAAAAAAABsc/uq-k27CeEbs/s200/Quixote.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385238780765402610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;pelo Conselho da E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;uropa em 2001.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O plurilinguismo que define o nosso planeta em nada distancia os indivíduos e é através da aprendizagem de novas línguas que mais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;nos aproximamos do outro, da sua cultura, da sua literatura também.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Srw59Gi5Y7I/AAAAAAAABs8/ly3c3ysSr-I/s1600-h/Dumas.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Srw59Gi5Y7I/AAAAAAAABs8/ly3c3ysSr-I/s200/Dumas.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385242976320054194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Graças aos tradutores, as barreiras linguísticas que não nos per&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;mitiriam compreender clássicos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Srw2xvht2zI/AAAAAAAABsk/CEffl60RBt8/s1600-h/Tolst%C3%B3i.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 93px; height: 142px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Srw2xvht2zI/AAAAAAAABsk/CEffl60RBt8/s200/Tolst%C3%B3i.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385239482627644210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;escritos num código diferente do nosso, dissipam-se e mais alargam o nosso saber das letras e dos homens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Aqui ficam, pois, algumas referências que o conhecer de mais do que uma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;língua permitiu tornar universais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Srw3aWx6HII/AAAAAAAABs0/QqxYb2TEqvs/s1600-h/Odisseia.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 341px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SrTgrNNvGMI/AAAAAAAABsU/yCcpoLa8-FY/s320/Cord%C3%A3o+de+Leitura.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383174487500855490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;- &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1253361929_2"&gt;Encontros&lt;/span&gt; com escritores portugueses&lt;br /&gt;          - Ateliers sobre o livro e a leitura&lt;br /&gt;         - Leituras pela voz de escritores, actores e outras personalidades&lt;br /&gt;         - Tertúlias com escritores e outras individualidades&lt;br /&gt;         - Exposição Pedras de Leitor&lt;br /&gt;         - Passatempo "fim-de-semana literário": habilite-se a ganhar&lt;br /&gt;                      um fim-de-semana para duas pessoas, no Hotel do &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1253361929_3"&gt;Bairro Alto&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;                     na companhia dos nossos livros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-1189335351867827312?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/1189335351867827312/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=1189335351867827312' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1189335351867827312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1189335351867827312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/09/cordao-de-leitura-hoje-e-amanha.html' title='Cordão de Leitura - hoje e amanhã'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SrTgrNNvGMI/AAAAAAAABsU/yCcpoLa8-FY/s72-c/Cord%C3%A3o+de+Leitura.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-2979323716888632864</id><published>2009-09-19T00:27:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T01:45:23.143+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peregrinação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fernão Mendes Pinto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Editora Sá da Costa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expresso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clássicos da Humanidade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colecções'/><title type='text'>Os clássicos ao Sábado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SrQZyfwPH5I/AAAAAAAABsM/PSpkVhjfJy8/s1600-h/Peregrina%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SrQZyfwPH5I/AAAAAAAABsM/PSpkVhjfJy8/s320/Peregrina%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382955809922555794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;O semanário &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Expresso&lt;/span&gt; oferece-nos, esta semana, o primeiro volume da colecção Clássicos da  Humanidade, anteriormente lançados pela Editora Sá da Costa. Reescritas por outros nomes sonantes da nossa literatura, como João de Barros, Aquilino Ribeiro e António Sérgio, ilustradas por André Letria, estas são obras "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;contadas às crianças e lembradas ao Povo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Trata-se de uma colecção imperdível a lançar outro olhar sobre pilares da Literatura Mundial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;O primeiro volume conta-nos as vivências e pinta o exotismo das civilizações sob o olhar de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;um português no Oriente. Um homem que foi soldado, negociante, pedinte, embaixador, cortesão, jesuíta, pirata "treze vezes cativo e dezassete vezes vendido".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://aeiou.expresso.pt/expresso-lanca-classicos-da-humanidade=f534559"&gt;Aqui&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Peregrinação - 19 de Setembro - GRÁTIS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Os Lusíadas - 25 de Setembro - 1€ com oferta da Caixa Arquivadora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. As viagens de Gulliver - 3 de Outubro - 1€ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Odisseia - 9 de Outubro - 1€ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. História Trágico Marítima - 17 de Outubro - 1€ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. A Eneida - 24 de Outubro - 1€ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Preço total da colecção: 5€.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Sobre a obra, na sua versão original, aqui fica um documento vídeo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="275"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j13OdLX0lew&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j13OdLX0lew&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="275"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-2979323716888632864?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/2979323716888632864/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=2979323716888632864' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/2979323716888632864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/2979323716888632864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/09/os-classicos-ao-sabado.html' title='Os clássicos ao Sábado'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SrQZyfwPH5I/AAAAAAAABsM/PSpkVhjfJy8/s72-c/Peregrina%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-669793197953264158</id><published>2009-09-15T22:12:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T23:25:45.802+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bruce Springsteen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colecções'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Planeta DeAgostini'/><title type='text'>Born in the USA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A voz rouca de Bruce Springsteen, acompanhado pela E Street Band, faz-se ouvir de início em "Born in the USA", tema que deu nome ao álbum de 1984. Mais adiante, exulta em "Dancing in the Dark" .&lt;br /&gt;Conforme a publicação que acompanha o cd do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boss&lt;/span&gt;, na nova colecção que a Editora Planeta DeAgostini agora lança, a difusão do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;videoclip&lt;/span&gt; desta mesma canção viria a tornar o cantor num fenómeno de massas. Igualmente, sete dos temas deste trabalho estiveram no &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Top Ten&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia 23 deste mês, o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boss&lt;/span&gt;, celebra o seu 50º aniversário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="260" height="205"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gK-qY1USfXg&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gK-qY1USfXg&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="260" height="205"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-669793197953264158?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/669793197953264158/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=669793197953264158' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/669793197953264158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/669793197953264158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/09/born-in-usa.html' title='&lt;i&gt;Born in the USA&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-6435302644505047891</id><published>2009-09-13T03:54:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T04:43:08.765+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jorge de Sena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antologia Poética'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edições Asa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Requiem&quot; de Mozart'/><title type='text'>Regresso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Requiem" de Mozart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouço-te, ó música, subir aguda&lt;br /&gt;à convergente solidão gelada.&lt;br /&gt;Ouço-te, ó música, chegar desnuda&lt;br /&gt;ao vácuo centro, aonde, sustentada&lt;br /&gt;e da esférica treva rodeada,&lt;br /&gt;tu resplandeces e cintilas muda&lt;br /&gt;como o silente gesto, a mão espalmada&lt;br /&gt;por sobre a solidão que amante exsuda&lt;br /&gt;e lacrimosa escorre pelo espaço&lt;br /&gt;além de que só luz grita o pavor.&lt;br /&gt;Ouço-te lá pousada, equidistante&lt;br /&gt;desse clarão cuja doçura é de aço&lt;br /&gt;como do frágil mas potente amor&lt;br /&gt;que em teu ouvir-te queda esvoaçante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Jorge de Sena partiu da vida a 4 de Junho de 1978, em Santa Bárbara, Califórnia. Os seus restos mortais foram recebidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;, a 11 de Setembro de 2009,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; na cidade que o viu nascer, ficando depositados no Cemitério dos Prazeres, em Lisboa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="280" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qsppsK4cRAE&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qsppsK4cRAE&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="280" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-6435302644505047891?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6435302644505047891/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=6435302644505047891' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/6435302644505047891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/6435302644505047891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/09/regresso.html' title='Regresso'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-359131451426297261</id><published>2009-09-02T20:08:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:57:23.035+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Público'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aventuras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colecções'/><title type='text'>Os Passageiros do Vento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sp7FI--9TcI/AAAAAAAABr0/a4y024d8Dsk/s1600-h/Passageiros.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 115px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sp7FI--9TcI/AAAAAAAABr0/a4y024d8Dsk/s320/Passageiros.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376951763263638978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Os Passageiros do Vento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; é o nome de uma série de BD, com argumento e desenhos de François Bourgeon, que o jornal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Público&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;, traz consigo todas as Quartas-feiras até 7 de Outubro, a partir de hoje.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sp7MnsJrFpI/AAAAAAAABr8/QATdduYF7b0/s1600-h/Passageiros.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sp7MnsJrFpI/AAAAAAAABr8/QATdduYF7b0/s320/Passageiros.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376959987365648018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;No primeiro álbum, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;A Rapariga no Tombadilho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;, viajamos a bordo de uma fragata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt; da marinha real francesa. No navio de guerra Foudroyant, o marinheiro Hoel é posto a ferros após se ter imiscuído numa zona da embarcação que lhe estava vedada. A sua transgressão nascera da curiosidade face à visão de duas raparigas no tombadilho. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É, então, na condição de prisioneiro que recebe a visita de Isa, a passageira cuja presença o intrigara antes e que lhe conta uma história surpreendente de usurpação de identidade e de traição, da qual ela própria fora vítima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A jovem torna-se uma verdadeira heroína do final do século XVIII, destemida e engenhosa, disposta a ganhar a sua própria identidade e a reparar as agruras da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A amizade que liga Isa a Hoel torna-se porto de embarque para fabulosas aventuras pelos mares, tornando-os "passageiros do vento".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-359131451426297261?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/359131451426297261/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=359131451426297261' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/359131451426297261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/359131451426297261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/09/os-passageiros-do-vento.html' title='&lt;i&gt;Os Passageiros do Vento&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sp7FI--9TcI/AAAAAAAABr0/a4y024d8Dsk/s72-c/Passageiros.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-3968639873508793808</id><published>2009-08-27T00:00:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T01:20:10.551+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kazuo Ishiguro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gradiva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nocturnos Cinco Histórias Sobre Música e o Cair da Noite'/><title type='text'>Histórias nocturnas com música</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SpXGwBc_ZII/AAAAAAAABrM/FlhlHGBiqds/s1600-h/Ishiguro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 157px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SpXGwBc_ZII/AAAAAAAABrM/FlhlHGBiqds/s320/Ishiguro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374420258662605954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Kazuo Ishiguro, escritor japonês, nascido em Nagasaki, a 8 de Novembro de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1954, foi viver com a família no Reino Unido em 1960. Dessa convivência entre as duas culturas resultou uma obra largamente premiada e referenciada, entre contos, argumentos para televisão e romances.&lt;br /&gt;Pela mão da Gradiva, chega-nos agora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Nocturnos: Cinco Histórias Sobre Música e o Cair da Noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://www.gradiva.pt/livro.asp?L=8127"&gt;sítio editorial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; pode ler-se:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb29.webshots.com/42332/2953837430035007229S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://inlinethumb29.webshots.com/42332/2953837430035007229S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Em Nocturnos, Kazuo Ishiguro explora os temas do amor, da música e da passagem do tempo. Das piazze italianas às colinas de Malvern, de um apartamento londrino à zona «reservada» de um luxuoso hotel de Hollywood, encontramos nestas páginas uma singular galeria de personagens – de jovens sonhadores a músicos de café e a vedetas em declínio – num momento particular de reflexão e de reavaliação das suas vidas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Terno, íntimo e cheio de humor, este quinteto de histórias é marcado por um motivo recorrente: o esforço para preservar o sentido do romance na vida. É um livro para quem se recusa a perder a esperança e teima em ver o lado positivo de tudo o que de bom e mau sucede. Lições de vida e a vida em lições de mestria narrativa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-3968639873508793808?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3968639873508793808/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=3968639873508793808' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/3968639873508793808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/3968639873508793808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/08/historias-nocturnas-com-musica.html' title='Histórias nocturnas com música'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SpXGwBc_ZII/AAAAAAAABrM/FlhlHGBiqds/s72-c/Ishiguro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-6503396197510206324</id><published>2009-08-01T23:55:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:11:08.105+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ana Paula Inácio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ilhas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vago Pressentimento Azul Por Cima'/><title type='text'>Como amanhã é Domingo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb51.webshots.com/42994/2137545710036402945S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 187px;" src="http://inlinethumb51.webshots.com/42994/2137545710036402945S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-left: 7.1pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:100%;" &gt;a mesa é feia e baixa, a cozinha escura e alta.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-left: 7.1pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:100%;" &gt;a mesa é feia e baixa, a cozinha escura e alta.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-left: 7.1pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:100%;" &gt;e elas? são duas, mulheres, estranhamente longilíneas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-left: 7.1pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:100%;" &gt;O tampo limpo. Os copos secos. A lâmpada mal enroscada.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-left: 7.1pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:100%;" &gt;A roupa a bater nos vidros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SnTK9VAe2LI/AAAAAAAABrE/zXksMKZ9X-o/s1600-h/Vago.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 171px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SnTK9VAe2LI/AAAAAAAABrE/zXksMKZ9X-o/s320/Vago.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365136211065100466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-left: 7.1pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Batem à porta. Deixa entrar. É só vento. Deixa passar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-left: 7.1pt; line-height: 150%;font-family:arial;"&gt;amanhã é domingo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ana Paula Inácio (2000)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-6503396197510206324?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6503396197510206324/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=6503396197510206324' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/6503396197510206324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/6503396197510206324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/08/como-amanha-e-domingo.html' title='Como amanhã é Domingo...'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SnTK9VAe2LI/AAAAAAAABrE/zXksMKZ9X-o/s72-c/Vago.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-1411520618751706837</id><published>2009-07-27T22:58:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:48:14.466+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='As Suspeitas do Senhor Whicher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kate Summerscale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bertrand'/><title type='text'>The Murder at Road Hill House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate Summerscale, escritora de língua inglesa, nasceu em 1965, tendo passado os primeiros anos da sua vida no Japão, em Inglaterra e no Chile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Trabalhou na área do jornalismo e destacou-se ainda no universo da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;literatura. Dez anos separam o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" id="ctl00_cphMainContent_fvAuthor_labBiog"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somerset Maugham  Award &lt;/span&gt;(1998) e o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" id="ctl00_cphMainContent_fvAuthor_labBiog"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Samuel Johnson Prize for Non-fiction&lt;/span&gt; (2008), que lhe foram atribuídos, respectivamente, pelas obras: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The Queen of Whale Cay &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The Suspicions of Mr Whicher or The Murder at Road Hill House&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; - esta última, publicada no nosso país, recentemente, com a chancela da Bertrand Editora.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sm4q7J43krI/AAAAAAAABq8/2yYzmvbk9Vc/s1600-h/Suspeitas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sm4q7J43krI/AAAAAAAABq8/2yYzmvbk9Vc/s320/Suspeitas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363271401999930034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;A acção decorre por volta de 30 de Junho de 1860. Pouco depois da meia-noite, ouve-se um cão ladrar e um achado terrível em casa da respeitável família Kent, pela manhã, traz à cena Jack Whicher da Scotland Yard, mas também o peso das suspeitas que caem sobre todos os que se encontravam na residência.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vítima é um rapazinho de três anos, as revelações finais, espantosas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Sobre esta obra, Doris Lessing &lt;a href="http://www.granta.com/Online-Only/Books-of-the-Year"&gt;afirmou&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I can’t think of another book which takes you so fast into the smells, tastes and atmosphere of that time.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-1411520618751706837?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/1411520618751706837/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=1411520618751706837' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1411520618751706837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1411520618751706837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/07/murder-at-road-hill-house.html' title='The Murder at Road Hill House'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sm4q7J43krI/AAAAAAAABq8/2yYzmvbk9Vc/s72-c/Suspeitas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-7790270508762995512</id><published>2009-07-23T22:59:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:12:47.678+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Editorial Estampa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breakfast at Tiffany&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lua'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scott L Montgomery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moon River'/><title type='text'>A Lua</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb01.webshots.com/42752/2012856910044617040S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 145px;" src="http://inlinethumb01.webshots.com/42752/2012856910044617040S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Quarenta anos volvidos desde a chegada do homem à Lua, o prog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;rama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Câmara Clara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;, transmitido pela rtp 2, no dia 19 de Julho, proporcionou-nos mais um momento agradável, criado pela apresentadora e pelas suas convidadas, discorrendo sobre tão assinalável feito da Ciência, bem como as respectivas manifestações na Arte e outras áreas.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SmjnyrMwmpI/AAAAAAAABq0/VsUFan2cs8w/s1600-h/Lua.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 151px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SmjnyrMwmpI/AAAAAAAABq0/VsUFan2cs8w/s320/Lua.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361790214160292498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;De entre as sugestões apresentadas, todas elas relevantes, aqui fica um destaque para uma obra da autoria do geólogo Scott L. Montgomery: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lua&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para este autor, o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;planeta arquetípico&lt;/span&gt; reveste-se de um absoluto fascínio, observado à luz da Geologia, da Filosofia, da Arte e da Religião, por onde nos conduz ao longo de diversas épocas da História universal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Também no cinema, a lua se tornou num clássico:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="245"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BOByH_iOn88&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BOByH_iOn88&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="245"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-7790270508762995512?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7790270508762995512/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=7790270508762995512' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7790270508762995512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7790270508762995512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/07/lua.html' title='A Lua'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SmjnyrMwmpI/AAAAAAAABq0/VsUFan2cs8w/s72-c/Lua.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-8244051448870884009</id><published>2009-07-22T01:27:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T00:41:52.512+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Promessa do Livreiro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Editorial Estampa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Dunning'/><title type='text'>Policial entre os livros</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SmZd1BzzMXI/AAAAAAAABqs/yeVAenHUolg/s1600-h/Promessa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SmZd1BzzMXI/AAAAAAAABqs/yeVAenHUolg/s320/Promessa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361075572031304050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;A Promessa do Livreiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; é o terceiro livro de John Dunning, onde nos cruzamos com Cliff Janeway, numa teia policial com coleccionadores, amantes de livros, livreiros e outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Janeway é um ex-polícia que se estabelece, precisamente, como livreiro em Denver e que, no início deste volume, adquire uma primeira edição assinada por Richard Burton, um linguista e tradutor do século XIX, mediante o pagamento de uma quantia avultada, em leilão. Esse gesto atrai a atenção  dos &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Media&lt;/span&gt; e de oportunistas que lhe tentam vender outros livros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josephine Gallant também se abeira de Janeway para reclamar para a sua família a posse de tão precioso livro - roubado havia já 80 anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Conforme pode ler-se no &lt;a href="http://www.estampa.pt/novosite/index.php?t=detalhe&amp;amp;id=1576"&gt;sítio&lt;/a&gt; editorial:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Como prova, entrega a Janeway uma primeira edição de Burton, autografada. Dias depois, uma mulher é assassinada por causa do livro. Outras três pessoas parecem estar ligadas ao crime: um brutamontes sem apelido, um vencedor do prémio Pulitzer e uma bela advogada. Durante a investigação, surge outro enigma: por que razão Richard Burton teria estado durante três meses no interior dos Estados Unidos, pouco antes da Guerra Civil? Terá sido um espião?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;* Preço de Verão limitado ao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;stock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; existente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-8244051448870884009?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8244051448870884009/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=8244051448870884009' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8244051448870884009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8244051448870884009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/07/policial-entre-os-livros.html' title='Policial entre os livros'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SmZd1BzzMXI/AAAAAAAABqs/yeVAenHUolg/s72-c/Promessa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-6751820283039320935</id><published>2009-07-21T23:58:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T00:51:42.160+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contraponto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack Kerouac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acorda'/><title type='text'>Depois da estrada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb33.webshots.com/42336/2430760390051854686S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://inlinethumb33.webshots.com/42336/2430760390051854686S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.publico.clix.pt/docs/cmf3/escritores/77-jackKerouac/biografia.htm"&gt;Jack Kerouac&lt;/a&gt; (Jean Louis Kerouac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;), escritor norte-americano, teve, em conjunto com William S. Burroughs e Allen Ginsberg, o seu nome ligado a um grupo famoso denominado como "Beat Generation".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SmZTxf0wkcI/AAAAAAAABqk/9dhkobGneZQ/s1600-h/Kerouac.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 115px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SmZTxf0wkcI/AAAAAAAABqk/9dhkobGneZQ/s320/Kerouac.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361064516252635586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;O autor, conhecido pela sua vida ligada à estrada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;e ao consumo de drogas, encontrou, em 1954, na biblioteca de San Jose, um exemplar de uma &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bíblia Budista&lt;/span&gt; de Dwight Goddard, que conquistou a sua atenção e a sua escrita. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Recentemente publicado, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Acorda! - A Vida do Buda&lt;/span&gt;, marca esse encontro com a espiritualidade e com o budismo, tratando-se de uma obra sobre a vida e a obra de Siddharta Gautama, o Buda&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-6751820283039320935?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6751820283039320935/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=6751820283039320935' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/6751820283039320935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/6751820283039320935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/07/depois-da-estrada.html' title='Depois da estrada'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SmZTxf0wkcI/AAAAAAAABqk/9dhkobGneZQ/s72-c/Kerouac.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-3850125339590169473</id><published>2009-07-18T16:21:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T16:55:06.009+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tv Guia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='August Rush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dvds'/><title type='text'>Se ficar em casa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;A revista &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;TV Guia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt; traz consigo um dvd do filme &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;August Rush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;, de 2007, com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);" class="description"&gt;Freddie Highmore, Keri Russell, Jonathan Rhys Meyers, Robin Williams e Terrence Howard, realizado por Kirsten Sheridan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);" class="description"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Lyla e Louis amantes da música têm um encontro fugaz e não resistem à paixão que os prende desde o início. Contudo, Lyla é arrancada dos braços do jovem, pelo seu pai que, mais tarde, a convence da morte do pequeno Evan, nascido desse mesmo romance tão breve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Depois de ter sido criado num orfanato, August parte em busca dos pais. Músico de grande talento, cedo atrai a atenção de Maxwell 'Wizard' Wallace, que passa a explorar o rapazito, levando-o a tocar nas ruas para ganhar dinheiro para ele, numa evocação de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Oliver Twist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="description"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-5ab6RtA-KE&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-5ab6RtA-KE&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-3850125339590169473?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3850125339590169473/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=3850125339590169473' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/3850125339590169473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/3850125339590169473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/07/se-ficar-em-casa.html' title='Se ficar em casa'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-1433063632948251509</id><published>2009-07-18T15:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T15:45:47.740+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J.K.Rowling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinema'/><title type='text'>Se sair de casa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Aqui fica uma sugestão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;A uma distância considerável da publicação do livro, eis que surge a tão esperada adaptação ao grande écran de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;. Depois, se quiser "rever" algumas das passagens mais significativas, bastará revisitar a obra de J. K. Rowling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Bom Sábado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="245"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k3C2OV4od-I&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k3C2OV4od-I&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="245"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-1433063632948251509?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/1433063632948251509/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=1433063632948251509' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1433063632948251509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1433063632948251509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/07/se-sair-de-casa.html' title='Se sair de casa'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-2443616359714644549</id><published>2009-07-09T00:59:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T01:18:45.797+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Público'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homem-Aranha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dvds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super-heróis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colecções'/><title type='text'>Super-heróis no cinema</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SlU1Q_4OX2I/AAAAAAAABqU/UCOwIVZvzsU/s1600-h/Spiderman.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SlU1Q_4OX2I/AAAAAAAABqU/UCOwIVZvzsU/s320/Spiderman.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356245897968508770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Super-Heróis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; é o título de uma colecção de 15 dvds, que o jornal &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Público&lt;/span&gt; traz consigo às Sextas-feiras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SlU12uATONI/AAAAAAAABqc/_tmblCO5x24/s1600-h/spiderman9.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 97px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SlU12uATONI/AAAAAAAABqc/_tmblCO5x24/s320/spiderman9.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356246546005571794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Depois de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Batman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;, é a vez de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spiderman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; chegar até nós, num filme de 2002, com realização de Sam Raimi, contando com Tobey Maguire no papel principal, contracenando com William Dafoe, Kirsten Dunst e James Franco. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sexta-feira é, pois, dia de ver ou rever mais uma aventura cheia de acção destes heróis de sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-2443616359714644549?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/2443616359714644549/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=2443616359714644549' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/2443616359714644549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/2443616359714644549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/07/super-herois-no-cinema.html' title='Super-heróis no cinema'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SlU1Q_4OX2I/AAAAAAAABqU/UCOwIVZvzsU/s72-c/Spiderman.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-1726248477027557944</id><published>2009-07-09T00:14:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T00:36:27.912+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Público'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bossa Nova'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colecções'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baden Powell'/><title type='text'>Bossa Nova ao Sábado</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;O jornal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Público&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt; vai embalar-nos, ao Sábado, a partir de 11 de Julho, com as vozes da Bossa Nova, disponibilizando, por €6,90, um livro e um CD dedicados a cada nome sonante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Vai gostar de ouvir: Vinicius de Moraes, Baden Powell, Sylvia Telles, Carlos Lyra, Nara Leão, João Donato, Miucha, Roberto Menescal, Marcos Valle, Johnny Alf, Maysa e Tom Jobim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I67Qmye5OYY&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I67Qmye5OYY&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="280" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-1726248477027557944?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/1726248477027557944/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=1726248477027557944' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1726248477027557944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1726248477027557944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/07/bossa-nova-ao-sabado.html' title='Bossa Nova ao Sábado'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-5057347533140719813</id><published>2009-06-29T18:54:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:58:18.279+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Barão Trepador'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Editorial Teorema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italo Calvino'/><title type='text'>A Vida nas Árvores</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb02.webshots.com/44033/2665453830042246091S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 141px;" src="http://inlinethumb02.webshots.com/44033/2665453830042246091S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;O Barão Trepador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; de Italo Calvino (1923-1985), publicado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;origina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;lmente em  1957, é agora reimpresso pela Editorial Teorema. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Esta obra faz parte da trilogia heráldica, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Os Nossos Antepassados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;, onde o fantástico, o cómico, o excêntrico e o absurdo nos falam de personagens como um &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;cavaleiro inexistente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; e um &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;visconde cortado ao meio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SkkN7c1U0qI/AAAAAAAABqM/_qWpmMKO8A0/s1600-h/Bar%C3%A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 81px; height: 117px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SkkN7c1U0qI/AAAAAAAABqM/_qWpmMKO8A0/s320/Bar%C3%A3o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352824947109843618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Cosimo, ao contrário de ambos, é um adolescente que mantém a sua integridade física, mas pretendendo desafiar a autoridade paterna, decide mudar-se para a copa das árvores, sem ceder a quaisquer pressões para voltar a tocar o solo.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É com admirável destreza que transforma a sua vida na sociedade vegetal numa existência normalíssima, onde ama, joga, lê, protege as árvores e até investe no polimento intelectual de um ladrão ameaçador que dele se abeira.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Atento à sua época, a homens como Napoleão e Diderot, decide publicar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Progetto di Costituzione di uno Stato ideale fondato sugli alberi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Italic" title="Itálico" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 4);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-5057347533140719813?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/5057347533140719813/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=5057347533140719813' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/5057347533140719813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/5057347533140719813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/06/vida-nas-arvores.html' title='A Vida nas Árvores'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SkkN7c1U0qI/AAAAAAAABqM/_qWpmMKO8A0/s72-c/Bar%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-5425425020002312410</id><published>2009-06-28T00:02:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:34:47.209+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Público'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Splendour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dvds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colecções'/><title type='text'>Colecção Ípsilon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SkamDdis9EI/AAAAAAAABpk/WZezEphe1DQ/s1600-h/American+Splendour.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SkamDdis9EI/AAAAAAAABpk/WZezEphe1DQ/s320/American+Splendour.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352147785576412226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;A colecção Ípsilon de DVD, do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Público&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;, chegou ao fim, facultando-nos o visionamento de "American Splendour", um filme de Shari Springer Berman &amp;amp; Robert Pulcini, com  Paul Giamatti e Hope Davis nos papéis principais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segundo pode ler-se &lt;a href="http://www.atalantafilmes.pt/boletim/american.htm"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;, Berman e Pulcini [quiseram] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fazer um filme baseado na banda-desenhada auto-biográfica                de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; [Harvey] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pekar pelos momentos, às vezes simples, outras vezes mundanos                ou poéticos em que Harvey apresentava a vida de todos os                dias nas suas crónicas. É um mundo que não                se vê muito no cinema. No entanto, está cheio de personagens                engraçadas, corajosas e cheias de humanidade. [...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                Harvey foi um verdadeiro pioneiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O filme foi vencedor do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grande Prémio do Júri do Festival de Sundance&lt;/span&gt; e do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prémio da Crítica Internacional do Festival de Cannes 2003&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;entre outros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Uma sugestão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;para a sua tarde de Domingo, aclamada pelo público.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(143, 41, 140);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/APpxQm7sH5k&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/APpxQm7sH5k&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-5425425020002312410?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/5425425020002312410/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=5425425020002312410' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/5425425020002312410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/5425425020002312410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/06/coleccao-ipsilon.html' title='Colecção Ípsilon'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SkamDdis9EI/AAAAAAAABpk/WZezEphe1DQ/s72-c/American+Splendour.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-136756463272540453</id><published>2009-06-15T01:41:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T01:59:01.398+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iniciativas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festival Silêncio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='audiolivro'/><title type='text'>Festival Silêncio!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;No sítio do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.festivalsilencio.com/"&gt;Festival Silêncio!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; pode ficar a saber mais sobre todas as iniciativas associadas a este grande projecto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Aqui lhe deixamos a informação respeitante a debates e conferências, mas há mais, muito mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="Tit_Menu"&gt;Quinta-feira, 18 de Junho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SjWcHz9BQRI/AAAAAAAABpc/2IICBWGMSss/s1600-h/cartaz.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SjWcHz9BQRI/AAAAAAAABpc/2IICBWGMSss/s320/cartaz.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347351790591492370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="texto"&gt;&lt;span class="Titulo"&gt;18h. Debate:&lt;/span&gt; "O Audiolivro: uma nova  forma de leitura''&lt;br /&gt;       Aurélie Kieffer, Francisco José Viegas, Kilian  Kissling, Mafalda Lopes da Costa, Sandra Silva. Moderação: Oriana Alves&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;       &lt;p class="texto"&gt; Goethe-Institut  Portugal - Entrada Livre&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/blockquote&gt;     &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="Tit_Menu"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexta-feira, 19 de Junho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="texto"&gt;&lt;span class="Titulo"&gt;14h. Conferência:&lt;/span&gt;  “O Mercado do Audiolivro na Alemanha”&lt;br /&gt;       Kilian Kissling, editora Argon-Verlag&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;      &lt;p class="texto"&gt; Goethe  Institut de Portugal - Entrada  Livre&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/blockquote&gt;    &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="Tit_Menu"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Terça-Feira, 23 de Junho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="texto"&gt;&lt;span class="Titulo"&gt;19h. Debate: &lt;/span&gt;“A Rádio, o Acesso Doméstico e a Revolução Digital”&lt;br /&gt;       Jean Lebrun, Radio  France-Culture.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;      &lt;p class="texto"&gt; Instituto  Franco-Português (Entrada Livre)&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/blockquote&gt;    &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Tit_Menu"&gt;Quinta-feira, 25 de Junho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Titulo"&gt;18h. Debate:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="texto"&gt;"Criação e  Produção de Audiolivros e Peças Radiofónicas: métodos, processo criativo e  desenvolvimento de projectos”&lt;br /&gt;Amélia Muge, António José Martins, Arnaud Cathrine, João de Sousa, José Luís Peixoto, Leonhard Koppelmann. Moderação: Alexandre Cortez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;      &lt;p class="texto"&gt; Goethe-Institut  Portugal - Entrada Livre&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/blockquote&gt;    &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Tit_Menu"&gt;Sexta-feira, 26 de Junho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="texto"&gt;&lt;span class="Titulo"&gt;14h. Conferência:&lt;/span&gt; “Peças  Radiofónicas e Leituras de Audiolivros: Especificidades e diferenças”&lt;br /&gt;Leonhard Koppelmann. Moderação: João Almeida&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;      &lt;p class="texto"&gt; Goethe-Institut  Portugal - Entrada Livre&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-136756463272540453?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/136756463272540453/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=136756463272540453' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/136756463272540453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/136756463272540453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/06/festival-silencio.html' title='Festival Silêncio!'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SjWcHz9BQRI/AAAAAAAABpc/2IICBWGMSss/s72-c/cartaz.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-3183342703777631769</id><published>2009-06-10T01:55:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T02:21:56.325+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Velho e o Mar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livros do Brasil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ernest Hemingway'/><title type='text'>Peixes, homens, solidão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Si8Jstn5SoI/AAAAAAAABoc/4zq8A3CVUc4/s1600-h/O+velho+e+o+mar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 101px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Si8Jstn5SoI/AAAAAAAABoc/4zq8A3CVUc4/s320/O+velho+e+o+mar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345501946477890178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Relembramos um clássico da literatura, publicado em 1952,  pela mão de Hemingway que nos deixa entrever o drama mesclado de uma força indómita, de um homem meio derrotado, capaz de suportar a perda, a dor. Cria-se uma atitude de reverência ante Santiago, de ternura, por vezes, de solidariedade e tristeza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Do mar vêm os sonhos mas também um percurso de vida marcado com rudeza, crestado pelo sol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;É uma obra imperdível - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;O Velho e o Mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YT0RBM3X254&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YT0RBM3X254&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-3183342703777631769?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3183342703777631769/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=3183342703777631769' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/3183342703777631769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/3183342703777631769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/06/peixes-homens-solidao.html' title='Peixes, homens, solidão'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Si8Jstn5SoI/AAAAAAAABoc/4zq8A3CVUc4/s72-c/O+velho+e+o+mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-2268832856620347285</id><published>2009-06-07T00:08:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T02:33:39.178+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prémios'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Lovely Blog'/><title type='text'>Um chá de pétalas de rosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb21.webshots.com/41172/2964806240034154637S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 143px;" src="http://inlinethumb21.webshots.com/41172/2964806240034154637S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;A Doce deusa Pallas do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://livreo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Livreo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; convidou-nos para um chá de letras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;talas de rosa servido com muita delicadeza num selo de marca "One Lovely Blog".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Em resposta, o mesmo convite será dirigido a distintos convidados, segundo os trâmites abaixo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;1. Aceitar o prémio, publicá-lo no blogue juntamente com o nome da pessoa que vos premiou e o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;link&lt;/span&gt; do seu blogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Passar o prémio a outros 15 blogues e contactá-los a fim de estes saberem que ganharam o prémio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E os blogues escolhidos são:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;* &lt;a href="http://livreo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Livreo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sir4XJyBXKI/AAAAAAAABoU/MjJP-CT2Djg/s1600-h/one-lovely-blog-award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 151px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sir4XJyBXKI/AAAAAAAABoU/MjJP-CT2Djg/s320/one-lovely-blog-award.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344356984474918050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://porta-ideias.blogspot.com/"&gt;Papéis e Letras&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://porta-ideias.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leituras da Bauny&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://planisferiopessoal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Planisfério Pessoal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://leituras-e-devaneios.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leituras e Devaneios&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://leiturasdasmarias.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leituras das Marias&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://estemeucantinho.blogspot.com/"&gt;Este Meu Cantinho&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://muito-para-ler.blogspot.com/"&gt;Muito Para Ler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;* &lt;a href="http://florestadasleituras.blogspot.com/"&gt;Floresta das Leituras&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;* &lt;a href="http://bcbookshelf.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leituras da Sofia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;* &lt;a href="http://o--meu--olhar.blogspot.com/"&gt;O Meu Olhar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;* &lt;a href="http://sombradoslivros.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sombra dos Livros&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;* &lt;a href="http://livrosomeuvicio.blogspot.com/"&gt;Livros, o Meu Vício&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;* &lt;a href="http://estante-de-livros.blogspot.com/"&gt;Estante de Livros&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;* &lt;a href="http://betita-bookshelf.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bookshelf da Betita&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://viajarpelaleitura.blogspot.com/"&gt;Viajar pela Leitura&lt;/a&gt; (16.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Obrigada, Pallas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-2268832856620347285?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/2268832856620347285/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=2268832856620347285' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/2268832856620347285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/2268832856620347285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/06/um-cha-de-petalas-de-rosa.html' title='Um chá de pétalas de rosa'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sir4XJyBXKI/AAAAAAAABoU/MjJP-CT2Djg/s72-c/one-lovely-blog-award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-2876571097852369638</id><published>2009-06-06T18:56:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T19:37:39.117+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Editorial Estampa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiara Brinkman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No Topo das Árvores'/><title type='text'>Sobre as árvores</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebby Lane é um menino de 8 anos que vive em Massachusetts, com o pai, a irmã e o irmão. A ausência dolorosa da mãe e do bebé Sara Rose está patente na tristeza que assola as personagens. Com efeito, alguns meses antes, enquanto corria descontraidamente a mãe, grávida, acabara por ser atropelada por um automóvel deixando a vida e todos os que amava.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Siq2mAaIOgI/AAAAAAAABoE/Nh48uoFl-Ko/s1600-h/Brinkman.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 189px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Siq2mAaIOgI/AAAAAAAABoE/Nh48uoFl-Ko/s320/Brinkman.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344284671889390082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Antes de nascer, no dizer da mãe, Sebby corria e saltava feliz no topo das árvores, flutuando, enquanto os ramos o arranhavam - sem que isso importasse, afinal, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ele ainda não era ele&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Sebby é um menino autista e é sob o seu ponto de vista que acompanhamos esta história. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Para mitigar a dor da família, o pai decide levar a todos para a casa onde costumam passar o Verão.&lt;br /&gt;Sebby, que já escrevia e escondia breves recados à &lt;a href="http://www.blisstree.com/autismvox/up-high-in-the-trees-by-kiara-brinkman/"&gt;mãe&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To Mother,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your name is Louise. Louise sounds like please. Louise Please. Please Louise. Tell me what does Sebastian sound like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From, Sebby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;começa a escrever cartas à sua professora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-2876571097852369638?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/2876571097852369638/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=2876571097852369638' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/2876571097852369638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/2876571097852369638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/06/sobre-as-arvores.html' title='Sobre as árvores'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Siq2mAaIOgI/AAAAAAAABoE/Nh48uoFl-Ko/s72-c/Brinkman.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-956754770793785897</id><published>2009-06-01T00:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:25:39.670+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia Mundial da Criança'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florbela Espanca poesia'/><title type='text'>Dia dos pequeninos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pequenina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb56.webshots.com/42167/1123271194044789600S425x425Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 178px;" src="http://inlinethumb56.webshots.com/42167/1123271194044789600S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="maintext"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;És pequenina e ris ... A boca breve &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um pequeno idílio cor-de-rosa ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haste de lírio frágil e mimosa! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cofre de beijos feito sonho e neve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Doce quimera que a nossa alma deve &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao Céu que assim te faz tão graciosa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Que nesta vida amarga e tormentosa &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te fez nascer como um perfume leve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;O ver o teu olhar faz bem à gente ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E cheira e sabe, a nossa boca, a flores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Quando o teu nome diz, suavemente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Pequenina que a Mãe de Deus sonhou, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que ela afaste de ti aquelas dores &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que fizeram de mim isto que sou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Florbela Espanca, in "Livro de Mágoas"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-956754770793785897?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/956754770793785897/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=956754770793785897' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/956754770793785897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/956754770793785897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/06/dia-dos-pequeninos.html' title='Dia dos pequeninos'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-2808105146817997893</id><published>2009-05-30T18:07:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T18:18:05.394+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Público'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edições Asa'/><title type='text'>BD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SiFqGuQi0kI/AAAAAAAABn0/5kD-ksO8KV0/s1600-h/Chlorophylle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 175px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SiFqGuQi0kI/AAAAAAAABn0/5kD-ksO8KV0/s400/Chlorophylle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341667296767300162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" class="description"&gt;Chlorophylle é o nome de uma personagem criada em 1954 por Raymond Macherot (1924-2008), desenhador e argumentista Belga, que o jornal &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Público&lt;/span&gt;, em parceria com as edições Asa, nos traz esta semana.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Este segundo álbum da "colecção clássicos da revists &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;tintin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;" oferece-nos duas histórias a não perder.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma leitura agradável para os amantes de BD e para quem gosta... de ler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="description"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-2808105146817997893?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/2808105146817997893/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=2808105146817997893' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/2808105146817997893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/2808105146817997893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/05/bd.html' title='BD'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SiFqGuQi0kI/AAAAAAAABn0/5kD-ksO8KV0/s72-c/Chlorophylle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-771377529639056911</id><published>2009-05-23T03:32:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T12:08:51.265+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edisa'/><title type='text'>De 1 a €5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb30.webshots.com/40477/2284661370084453026S425x425Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 261px;" src="http://inlinethumb30.webshots.com/40477/2284661370084453026S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Até ao final do mês, 1, 2, 3, 4 ou €5 é o preço que poderá encontrar nos livros de uma ilha que organizámos à entrada da &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Edisa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teremos todo o gosto em receber a sua visita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boas leituras!&lt;br /&gt;Bom fim-de-semana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-771377529639056911?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/771377529639056911/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=771377529639056911' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/771377529639056911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/771377529639056911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/05/de-1-5_23.html' title='De 1 a €5'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-7693166308588046542</id><published>2009-05-23T03:03:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T03:07:48.150+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leitor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livros'/><title type='text'>Desejos de leitor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb18.webshots.com/32593/2157882140084453026S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 189px;" src="http://inlinethumb18.webshots.com/32593/2157882140084453026S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-7693166308588046542?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7693166308588046542/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=7693166308588046542' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7693166308588046542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7693166308588046542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/05/desejos-de-leitor.html' title='Desejos de leitor'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-7543950069813335491</id><published>2009-05-23T02:47:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T03:38:36.171+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edisa'/><title type='text'>De 1 a 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1  2  3  4  5 &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;1  2  3  4  5 &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;1  2  3  4  5&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1  2  3  4  5&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;1  2  3  4  5&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;1  2  3  4  5&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;1  2  3  4   5     &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;1  2  3  4  5      &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;1  2  3  4  5      &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;1  2  3  4  5      &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;1  2  3  4  5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;1  2  3  4  5&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1  2  3  4  5      &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;1  2  3  4  5  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;1  2  3  4  5     &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; 1     2     3     4     5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-7543950069813335491?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7543950069813335491/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=7543950069813335491' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7543950069813335491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7543950069813335491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/05/de-1-5.html' title='De 1 a 5'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-4580551126434330990</id><published>2009-05-16T15:12:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:52:19.725+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Normas Para Um Estrangeiro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empresa Nacional de Publicidade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Mikes'/><title type='text'>Perdidos e Achados</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Normas Para Um Estrangeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; é um daqueles livrinhos que se lêem com um sorriso de orelha a orelha e nos fazem pensar na validade dos estereótipos. O seu autor, originário da Hungria, viveu em Londres a partir de 1938, trabalhando como correspondente de jornais de Budapeste, tornando-se, também, produtor da BBC e escritor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Nesta obra deliciosa traça um retrato, temperado com humor, dos Ingleses que observa, mas também dos estrangeiros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Referindo-se à temática do tempo, escreveu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sg7STdKB9pI/AAAAAAAABns/X78_onDKLXY/s1600-h/Mikes.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sg7STdKB9pI/AAAAAAAABns/X78_onDKLXY/s400/Mikes.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336433840166663826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Este é o assunto de conversa mais importante do país. Não se deixe levar pelas suas recordações da juventude quando, no Continente, querendo descrever alguém como excepcionalmente maçador, dizia: "É o género de pessoa  que discute o tempo consigo"&lt;br /&gt;Em Inglaterra este assunto tem sempre muito interesse, chega a ser excitante, e você tem de saber falar do tempo.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;O tom é sempre irónico e divertido, enriquecido pelas ilustrações de Nicolas Bentley. No prefácio à 24ª edição inglesa, George Mikes afirmou-se simultaneamente surpreendido e desapontado ante o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;amável acolhimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; que esta obra mereceu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;No nosso país, já dificilmente se encontra este livro, cuja versão traduzida por M. H. Fialho Martins foi há muito publicada pela Empresa Nacional de Publicidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-4580551126434330990?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4580551126434330990/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=4580551126434330990' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/4580551126434330990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/4580551126434330990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/05/perdidos-e-achados.html' title='Perdidos e Achados'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sg7STdKB9pI/AAAAAAAABns/X78_onDKLXY/s72-c/Mikes.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-1858940190952265086</id><published>2009-05-14T02:49:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T03:28:09.344+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Oráculo do Velheo Mandarim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dom Quixot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mafalda Moutinho'/><title type='text'>Do Museu à Muralha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sgt61O7YLtI/AAAAAAAABnk/CLV6J99N6Mc/s1600-h/Or%C3%A1culo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sgt61O7YLtI/AAAAAAAABnk/CLV6J99N6Mc/s400/Or%C3%A1culo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335493238509285074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Mafalda Moutinho volta a contar-nos as andanças e aventuras dos primos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;An&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;dré, Ana e Maria, por lugares cheios de exotismo, oferecendo momentos recheados de humor, mistério e muitos ensinamentos.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A aventura começa a partir de uma visita de estudo ao Museu do Oriente em Lisboa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; e os três jovens acabam por viajar até à Grande Muralha da China.&lt;br /&gt;Camões, Fernão Mendes Pinto e Eça de Queirós não só adensam o mistério como contribuem, com textos seus, para desvendar mais um caso, afinal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;No &lt;a href="http://www.osprimos.com/Frame_O_Oraculo_do_Velho_Mandarim/Cap%201%20OOVM.pdf"&gt;primeiro capítulo&lt;/a&gt; enquanto viaja de eléctrico com o amigo Ma Lin, André não consegue deixar de dar largas à sua preocupação:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;As recordações amontoavam-se-lhe na mente e confundiam-no a ponto de o levar a crer, de vez em quando, que tudo não passara de uma invenção, talvez estimulada pelas fervorosas descrições da guia ou pelas sugestivas máscaras da exposição temporária que a turma tinha visto logo no início da visita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;«Era, ou não, uma pessoa?», perguntava a si próprio, percorrendo mentalmente os corredores do rés-do-chão e os do primeiro andar, onde tinha quase a certeza de ter vislumbrado a presença de alguém a esconder-se. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quase&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PXmnPYUN0J4&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PXmnPYUN0J4&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-1858940190952265086?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/1858940190952265086/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=1858940190952265086' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1858940190952265086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1858940190952265086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-museu-muralha.html' title='Do Museu à Muralha'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sgt61O7YLtI/AAAAAAAABnk/CLV6J99N6Mc/s72-c/Or%C3%A1culo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-4576442495089534504</id><published>2009-05-13T21:57:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T02:40:30.600+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan Brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anjos e Demónios'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bertrand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinema'/><title type='text'>Anjos e Demónios</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sgtyg_Pp9EI/AAAAAAAABnc/btjcnBZn55c/s1600-h/Anjos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sgtyg_Pp9EI/AAAAAAAABnc/btjcnBZn55c/s400/Anjos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335484094608962626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Robert Langdon, personagem central d' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;O Código da Vinci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;, depara-se com uma nova situação enigmática, lançando-se num percurso de descodificação de símbolos e mistérios. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Em causa parece estar o ressurgimento dos Illuminati, coincidindo com o aparecimento de uma figura proeminente do universo científico, sem vida, com o símbolo desta sociedade secreta gravado no peito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;A defesa da nossa civilização repousa, então, nas mãos de Langdon e de Vittoria, que mergulham nas catacumbas de Roma em busca da salvação colectiva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;A versão cinematográfica desta obra de Dan Brown chega agora às nossas salas de cinema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="385" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XrkMtfGdlZU&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XrkMtfGdlZU&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="385" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-4576442495089534504?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4576442495089534504/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=4576442495089534504' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/4576442495089534504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/4576442495089534504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/05/anjos-e-demonios.html' title='&lt;i&gt;Anjos e Demónios&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sgtyg_Pp9EI/AAAAAAAABnc/btjcnBZn55c/s72-c/Anjos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-1628727370337304353</id><published>2009-05-07T03:06:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T04:10:32.880+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Público'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cds'/><title type='text'>Música com o Público</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SgJDE42y1DI/AAAAAAAABnU/qNEAVxioMlY/s1600-h/P%C3%BAblico.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SgJDE42y1DI/AAAAAAAABnU/qNEAVxioMlY/s400/P%C3%BAblico.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332898660020835378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;O jornal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Público&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;permite-lhe conhecer ou recordar músicas das décadas de 60, 70, 80 e 90&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;durante o mês de Maio. De Segunda a Quinta-feira pode adquirir um cd diferente - grátis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; primeiro dia da semana, por € 1,95 nos restantes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Hoje poderá ouvir, por exemplo, Maxi Priest em &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Close to you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="260" height="205"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-G4zRwcmY9o&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-G4zRwcmY9o&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="260" height="205"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-1628727370337304353?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/1628727370337304353/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=1628727370337304353' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1628727370337304353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1628727370337304353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/05/musica-com-o-publico.html' title='Música com o Público'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SgJDE42y1DI/AAAAAAAABnU/qNEAVxioMlY/s72-c/P%C3%BAblico.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-8889946756086888841</id><published>2009-04-26T23:13:00.016+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T00:31:01.640+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='S Nuno de Santa Maria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D Nuno Álvares Pereira o Santo Condestável'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vida e Obra de Dom Nuno Álvares Pereira'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nuno de Santa Maria'/><title type='text'>São Nuno, o Condestável</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O dia 26 de Abril fica marcado pela canonização do Santo Condestável - Beato Nuno Álvares Pereira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SfTox79_5AI/AAAAAAAABms/eY7sgcnJauk/s1600-h/Nuno+de+Santa+Maria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 177px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SfTox79_5AI/AAAAAAAABms/eY7sgcnJauk/s400/Nuno+de+Santa+Maria.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329140203695105026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Nasceu em 1360 e chegou a possuir a maior fortuna do país, um património que daria origem à Casa de Bragança (Segundo João Gouveia Monteiro em entrevista no programa &lt;a href="http://camaraclara.rtp.pt/#/arquivo/129"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Câmara Clara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; de hoje), terminando os seus dias despojado dos bens materiais que distribuiu pelos pobres, pela Igreja, pela família e pelos companheiros de vida militar.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Sobre a vida do Sant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;o Condestável, sua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Santidade o Papa Bento XVI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://sic.aeiou.pt/online/noticias/vida/20090426+Canoniza%C3%87ao+de+Nuno+Alvares+Pereira+e+um+dia+de+alegria+para+todos+os+portugueses.htm"&gt;afirmou&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; tratar-se de uma "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" class="ArticleBody"&gt;&lt;span id="Text"&gt;prova de que, em qualquer situação, mesmo de carácter militar e bélica, é possível actual e realizar os valores e princípios da vida cristã"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Para melhor conhecer esta figura tão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; carismática da nossa História, a quem Camões se refere como "forte Dom Nuno Alvares", n' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Os Lusíadas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(Canto IV), várias obras se encontram ao nosso dispor, prestando homenagem ao homem e ao santo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Frei Nuno de Santa Maria faleceu no co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;nvento do Carmo em Lisboa. O seu legado Histórico ficará para sempre associado à Batalha de Aljubarrota.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SfTqJRIorUI/AAAAAAAABnE/O1vBi3vdI7s/s1600-h/Santo+Condest%C3%A1vel.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SfTqJRIorUI/AAAAAAAABnE/O1vBi3vdI7s/s400/Santo+Condest%C3%A1vel.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329141704025484610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SfTp11CRwLI/AAAAAAAABm8/7WhiNtqw6EU/s1600-h/Vida%2Be%2Bobra%2BDom%2BNuno%2B-%2BLeslie%2BBaker%2Bc%C3%B3pia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SfTp11CRwLI/AAAAAAAABm8/7WhiNtqw6EU/s400/Vida%2Be%2Bobra%2BDom%2BNuno%2B-%2BLeslie%2BBaker%2Bc%C3%B3pia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329141370065109170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SfTqtgOoO1I/AAAAAAAABnM/H466nL1qVJI/s1600-h/S.+Nuno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 177px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SfTqtgOoO1I/AAAAAAAABnM/H466nL1qVJI/s400/S.+Nuno.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329142326552443730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-8889946756086888841?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8889946756086888841/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=8889946756086888841' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8889946756086888841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8889946756086888841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/04/sao-nuno-o-condestavel.html' title='São Nuno, o Condestável'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SfTox79_5AI/AAAAAAAABms/eY7sgcnJauk/s72-c/Nuno+de+Santa+Maria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-784322505876378565</id><published>2009-04-25T21:47:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:08:48.544+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Higgins Clark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Rua Onde Vivem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colecção 11/17'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bertrand'/><title type='text'>Cópias</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:futura lt;font-size:110;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb45.webshots.com/30508/2928183420031860892S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://inlinethumb45.webshots.com/30508/2928183420031860892S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:futura lt;font-size:130;"  &gt;Terça-feira, 20 de Março&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:110;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:futura lt;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Contornou o passeio e apanhou com a forte rajada, vinda do oceano, em cheio. Observou as nuvens a correr no céu e percebeu que, apesar de o dia seguinte ser o primeiro dia da Primavera, não seria nenhuma surpresa se nevasse mais tarde. [...] Há quatro anos e meio, tinha morto a primeira pessoa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SfOG4oY5JoI/AAAAAAAABmk/4Kw5rAki8Lg/s1600-h/9789722518796_1238787331_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SfOG4oY5JoI/AAAAAAAABmk/4Kw5rAki8Lg/s400/9789722518796_1238787331_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328751091582051970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:futura bk;font-size:130;"  &gt;Assim começa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Rua Onde Vivem&lt;/span&gt; de Mary Higgins Clark, num tom arrepiante em que o assassino é a primeira personagem que encontramos, apreciando um cenário idílico, reflectindo sobre duas mortes que já cometeu, projectando uma próxima. A inspirá-lo, tem um diário an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:futura bk;font-size:130;"  &gt;tiquíssimo, onde um outro assassino registou detalhadamente os seus crimes.&lt;br /&gt;Emily, a vítima eleita para suceder a Martha e a Carla, deixa Albany e instala-se na mansão outrora pertença da sua família enlutada pelo desaparecimento de uma jovem encantadora, há cento e dez anos atrás e cujo esqueleto é, agora, descoberto nas traseiras da sua casa... em conjunto com os restos mortais de uma outra jovem de Spring Lake, procurada há quatro anos e meio. Na mão da vítima mais recente fora depositado um dedo das ossadas da sua infeliz antecessora e companheira de sepultura, ostentando um anel - ornado com uma safira, igual ao que as jovens da família de Emily recebiam aos dezasseis anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:futura bk;font-size:130;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Absorvente e irresistível, bem ao estilo de Mary Higgins Clark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-784322505876378565?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/784322505876378565/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=784322505876378565' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/784322505876378565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/784322505876378565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/04/tres-mortes-copiadas.html' title='Cópias'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SfOG4oY5JoI/AAAAAAAABmk/4Kw5rAki8Lg/s72-c/9789722518796_1238787331_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-1970461528922295045</id><published>2009-04-23T15:54:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:56:28.809+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia Mundial do Livro'/><title type='text'>Dia Mundial do Livro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;N&lt;/span&gt;este dia e nos demais, desejamos-lhe boas leituras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-1970461528922295045?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/1970461528922295045/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=1970461528922295045' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1970461528922295045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1970461528922295045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/04/dia-mundial-do-livro.html' title='Dia Mundial do Livro'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-1698740969445287782</id><published>2009-04-23T00:15:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T00:48:49.875+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Como lhe Aprouver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lello e Irmão Editores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William Shakespeare'/><title type='text'>Dia de Shakespeare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Se-ooaX5olI/AAAAAAAABmc/dVUCJ2_JgaQ/s1600-h/Como+lhe+aprouver.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Se-ooaX5olI/AAAAAAAABmc/dVUCJ2_JgaQ/s400/Como+lhe+aprouver.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327662296430387794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"O mundo é um palco/ E todos os homens e mulheres simples actores: / Têm as suas saídas e entradas, /E, em vida, um só homem tem vários papéis, /Tendo os seus actos sete idades"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Esta é uma das passagens mais conhecidas da obra shakespeariana e encerra a comédia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Como Lhe Aprouver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;. Para trás, fica uma teia de enganos e dissimulações, usurpação, melancolia, a floresta de Arden - cenário onde das árvores pendem cartas de amor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Antes do epílogo da obra, celebram-se os casamentos dos apaixonados, repõe-se a ordem social e restaura-se a alegria. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;23 de Abril é Dia de Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-1698740969445287782?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/1698740969445287782/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=1698740969445287782' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1698740969445287782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1698740969445287782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/04/dia-de-shakespeare.html' title='Dia de Shakespeare'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Se-ooaX5olI/AAAAAAAABmc/dVUCJ2_JgaQ/s72-c/Como+lhe+aprouver.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-5866432064960638589</id><published>2009-04-20T14:26:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:16:08.520+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J G Ballard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Império do Sol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noites de Cocaína'/><title type='text'>J. G. Ballard (1930-2009)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;James Graham Ballard, escritor Britânico, nascido em Xangai, autor de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Noites de Cocaína&lt;/span&gt;, deixou-nos um legado literário que a sétima arte converteu em verdadeiros clássicos, entre os quais se destacou a obra  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Império do Sol&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crash&lt;/span&gt;, com adaptações, respectivamente, de Steven Spielberg e David Cronenberg .&lt;br /&gt;Comummente associado ao universo da ficção científica, integrada em cenários distópicos, Ballard escreveu também relatos auto-biográficos, ligados à sua vida em Xangai, e no campo de Lunghua, em consequência da II Guerra Mundial. &lt;span id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder1_txtTextos" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="220" height="165"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D9KRSabAMT0&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="220" height="165"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D9KRSabAMT0&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D9KRSabAMT0&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="220" height="165"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sobre Ballard, Simon Sellars &lt;a href="http://www.ballardian.com/"&gt;afirmou&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:48;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;His work            embraces dystopian scenarios, including the archetypal non-space often            characterised as a deadening feature of late capitalism. But this is            not simply a call for nihilism. Ballard's characters are not disengaged            from their world. Rather, they embody a sense of resistance that derives            from full immersion, a therapeutic confrontation with the powers of            darkness, whereby merging with dystopian alienation negates its power.         &lt;br /&gt;        This is predicated on concurrency: Ballard's writing turns objectivity            into subjectivity, opens up gaps where there is room for new subjects.            His scenarios are what I term 'affirmative dystopias', neither straight            utopia nor straight dystopia, but an occupant of the interstitial space            between them, perpetual oscillation between the poles – the 'yes            or no of the borderzone', to use a phrase from his work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-5866432064960638589?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/5866432064960638589/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=5866432064960638589' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/5866432064960638589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/5866432064960638589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/04/j-g-ballard-1930-2009.html' title='J. 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Ballard (1930-2009)'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-1316296599608287527</id><published>2009-04-19T01:08:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:49:27.011+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expresso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amália Hoje'/><title type='text'>Do Fado à Pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O semanário &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Expresso&lt;/span&gt; dedica-nos um &lt;a href="http://aeiou.expresso.pt/o-expresso-oferece-gratis-um-cd-do-projecto-amalia-hoje=f509537"&gt;cd&lt;/a&gt; promocional, onde podemos ficar a conhecer um pouco o projecto &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amália Hoje&lt;/span&gt;, em cuja formação encontramos Sónia Tavares e Nuno Gonçalves dos &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Gift&lt;/span&gt;, Fernando Ribeiro dos &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moonspell&lt;/span&gt; e Paulo Praça (ex-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Turbo Junkie&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Plaza&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;Este cd&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;brinda-nos com um &lt;i&gt;medley&lt;/i&gt; de 4 temas do projecto, um &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;videoclip&lt;/span&gt; do tema Gaivota e um vídeo do &lt;i&gt;making of&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;das gravações de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amália Hoje&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;O trabalho integral será disponibilizado a partir do dia 27 de Abril, assinalando o décimo aniversário da morte de Amália Rodrigues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="285" height="204"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AE5cPmPkr8g&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AE5cPmPkr8g&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="285" height="204"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-1316296599608287527?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/1316296599608287527/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=1316296599608287527' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1316296599608287527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1316296599608287527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-fado-pop.html' title='Do Fado à &lt;i&gt;Pop&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-2705672121486156879</id><published>2009-04-16T17:13:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T18:11:47.736+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madame Bovary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gustave Flaubert'/><title type='text'>Madame Bovary em linha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SedikSE29wI/AAAAAAAABmU/Sb8v4xToUec/s1600-h/Bovary.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SedikSE29wI/AAAAAAAABmU/Sb8v4xToUec/s400/Bovary.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325333459855931138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" href="http://bovary.univ-rouen.fr/"&gt;manuscrito&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt; de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Madame Bovary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;, romance da autoria de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" class="ptBrand"&gt;Gustave Flaubert, pode agora ser consultado e "folheado" no sítio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" href="http://www.blogger.com/www.bovary.fr"&gt;www.bovary.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt; . Este passo traduz a empresa levada a cabo por um largo número de transcritores - 600, conforme informação disponibilizada -, cujas idades se situam entre os 16 e os 76 anos, sendo originários de países como: Argentina, Áustria, Bélgica, Colômbia, Estados Unidos da América, França, Gana, Grã-Bretanha, Hungria, Itália, Japão, Nova Caledónia, Nova Zelândia, Polinésia Francesa, Portugal, Suíça &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt; Tailândia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É possível admirar a escrita e as correcções do texto original, levadas a cabo pela mão de um escritor que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" href="http://bovary.univ-rouen.fr/dossier.php?id=38&amp;amp;dossier=roman&amp;amp;page=critique_genetique.htm&amp;amp;mxm=0304140019&amp;amp;"&gt;se denominava&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt; a si próprio de "homme-plume".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Yvan Leclerc e Danielle Girard são responsáveis por este projecto, tomando por base a edição de Charpentier de 1873. Todo o trabalho acabou por se desenvolver a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;partir de uma parceria estabelecida entre a Universidade de Ruão e a Biblioteca Municipal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;No sítio em questão podemos ainda consultar outras informações relevantes, sobre o autor e a sua obra, mas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" href="http://bovary.univ-rouen.fr/dossier.php?id=38&amp;amp;dossier=roman&amp;amp;page=ed_ill_menu.html&amp;amp;mxm=0303140018&amp;amp;"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt; fica o conselho para a contemplação das ilustrações de edições específicas, feitas por A. Richemont e A. Fourié. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-2705672121486156879?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/2705672121486156879/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=2705672121486156879' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/2705672121486156879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/2705672121486156879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/04/madame-bovary-em-linha.html' title='&lt;i&gt;Madame Bovary&lt;/i&gt; em linha'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SedikSE29wI/AAAAAAAABmU/Sb8v4xToUec/s72-c/Bovary.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-2639718057486450181</id><published>2009-04-12T00:10:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:52:34.371+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Construção de Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Assírio e Alvim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='José Tolentino Mendonça'/><title type='text'>Conhecer Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SeErTZ2xTuI/AAAAAAAABmM/RS2XOIsI_Xk/s1600-h/Jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SeErTZ2xTuI/AAAAAAAABmM/RS2XOIsI_Xk/s400/Jesus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323583846886756066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;José Tolentino Mendonça, capelão, biblista, poeta, ensaísta, tradutor e professor recebeu o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Prémio Cidade de Lisboa de Poesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; (1998) e o P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;rémio PEN Clube de Ensaio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; (2004). Lecciona Estudos Bíblicos na Faculdade de Teologia da Universidade Católica, tendo concluído licenciatura canónica em Ciências Bíblicas no Pontifício Instituto Bíblico de Roma. Tem as suas raízes na Ilha da Madeira e seguiu o sacerdócio por vocação, ainda jovem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;A Construção de Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; (2004) constitui o seu texto de dissertação de doutoramento apresentado na Faculdade de Teologia da Universidade Católica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sobre esta obra de referência, para melhor compreensão da figura de Jesus, podemos ler no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://www.assirio.pt/livro.php?codigo=150068"&gt;sítio editorial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O objectivo da presente dissertação é abordar o episódio do terceiro Evangelho (Lc 7,36-50) através de um exercício de análise narrativa, averiguando o modo como o narrador lucano faz emergir o personagem Jesus. A isso chamamos 'construção'. Não se pretende discutir a prioridade que o Jesus histórico tem sobre o raconto que o toma por protagonista. Se, como recorda Genette a propósito da ficção, a situação narrativa supõe uma instância que precede o actual estado de escrita, quanto mais não se dirá de um Evangelho (Lc 1,1) que intende relatar 'factos que se cumpriram' […] A inquestionável anterioridade de Jesus é fundadora do próprio raconto. A nossa opção é a de sondar a forma como Jesus é revelado no texto evangélico pelo recurso a essa poderosa 'arte refinada', que Lucas domina de forma até 'instintiva', a arte de narrar. Veremos que a arte literária não só nada dilui do impacto teológico da sua figura, como nos faz perceber que a teologia do raconto não se pode dissociar do modo como ele é construído: as categorias do raconto e seus procedimentos estão implicados no conteúdo veiculado. E se, como escreve Aletti, 'talvez a obra lucana seja o primeiro ensaio de cristologia verdadeiramente narrativa', teremos a oportunidade, por aí, de aprofundar caminhos de um renovado encontro com Jesus.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;José Tolentino Mendonça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-2639718057486450181?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/2639718057486450181/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=2639718057486450181' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/2639718057486450181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/2639718057486450181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/04/conhecer-jesus.html' title='Conhecer Jesus'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SeErTZ2xTuI/AAAAAAAABmM/RS2XOIsI_Xk/s72-c/Jesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-3903974180573523907</id><published>2009-04-09T21:32:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:26:29.435+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Esfera dos Livros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rosário Sá Coutinho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mulheres Aventureiras'/><title type='text'>Mulheres na História</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sd5wjV3scuI/AAAAAAAABl0/a9UuaqT_DAQ/s1600-h/Peter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sd5wjV3scuI/AAAAAAAABl0/a9UuaqT_DAQ/s400/Peter1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322815562066981602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;O primeiro livro de Rosário Sá Coutinho, jornalista cuja infância e adolescência transformaram em "cidadã do mundo" (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Jornal de Letras Artes e Ideias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;, 7 de Abril de 2009) presta homenagem a oito mulheres: condessa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" class="style10"&gt;do Redondo, a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Diplomata&lt;/span&gt;, D. Maria de Eça, a &lt;em&gt;Capitoa&lt;/em&gt;,  D. Juliana Dias da Costa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="style10"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Negociadora&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;, D. Mécia  de Monroy, a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Cativa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;, D. Antónia Rodrigues, a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Cavaleira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;, D. Francisca Chiponda, a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Comerciante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;, D. Leonor Tomásia, a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Vice-Rainha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; e D. Maria Bárbara Pinto de Madureira, a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Administradora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="style10"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="style10"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Este livro, baseado numa vasta e original pesquisa histórica, descreve-lhe a empolgante vida destas corajosas mulheres que, ao longo de quatro séculos, desafiaram preconceitos, lutaram pelos seus sonhos e viveram sempre à frente do seu tempo. Mulheres aventureiras que merecem um lugar na nossa História. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="style10"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.esferadoslivros.pt/livros.php?id_li=138"&gt;Esfera dos Livros&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="style10"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="style10"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"É um livro de aventuras, no qual as mulheres são personagens principais. É surpreendente descobri-las, pois foram capazes de grandes feitos, especialmente quando olhados à luz da época."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Afirmou a autora ao JL onde, sobre a obra se pode ainda ler: "Histórias de amor, de batalhas sangrentas, de viagens mar adentro, de diplomacia ou de comerciantes, todas têm como protagonistas mulheres que desafiaram as regras impostas e viveram à frente do seu tempo" (p. 24).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-3903974180573523907?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3903974180573523907/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=3903974180573523907' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/3903974180573523907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/3903974180573523907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/04/mulheres-na-historia.html' title='Mulheres na História'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sd5wjV3scuI/AAAAAAAABl0/a9UuaqT_DAQ/s72-c/Peter1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-5101625856798275840</id><published>2009-04-08T00:43:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T01:20:16.807+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Farol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PD James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Publicações Europa-América'/><title type='text'>O Farol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb11.webshots.com/24778/2258800910099662913S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://inlinethumb11.webshots.com/24778/2258800910099662913S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;À Ilha de Combe, podemos vê-la "ao largo da costa da Cornualha,  a cerca de vinte milhas para sudoeste da Ilha Lundy e a cerca de doze milhas do continente, neste caso Pentworthy", mas apenas nas páginas escritas por P. D. James, segundo nota sua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aos poucos, à medida que vamos conhecendo a paisagem, ganham contornos as histórias proibidas de pirataria, tão cruéis como o mar em momentos de tempestade, que ali terão ocorrido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SdvqXFIoOYI/AAAAAAAABlk/8mkYaXJl8Sg/s1600-h/Peter.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SdvqXFIoOYI/AAAAAAAABlk/8mkYaXJl8Sg/s200/Peter.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322105066904631682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Nesta ilha, num local de acolhimento de hóspedes ilustres, a violência das velhas lendas interrompe a quietude  instalada e dois crimes ocorrem, deixando que a perplexidade e a desconfiança se alastrem como a névoa espessa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;P. D. James escolhe, então, Adam Dalgliesh, Kate Miskin e Francis Benton-Smith para esta narrativa policial, colocando-os num cenário agreste onde o farol assume a sua função primordial, apontando direcções, desvendando segredos, testemunhando um crime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gradualmente, as pistas levantam suspeitas, abrem feridas e caminhos sinuosos, culminando no desvendar de uma verdade surpreendente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-5101625856798275840?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/5101625856798275840/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=5101625856798275840' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/5101625856798275840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/5101625856798275840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/04/o-farol.html' title='&lt;i&gt;O Farol&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SdvqXFIoOYI/AAAAAAAABlk/8mkYaXJl8Sg/s72-c/Peter.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-8183817295208180840</id><published>2009-04-04T03:57:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T04:32:16.538+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Assírio e Alvim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manuel António Pina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Os Livros'/><title type='text'>Perto de Cinco Quinas de um Castelo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb15.webshots.com/42830/2480369320030429763S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://inlinethumb15.webshots.com/42830/2480369320030429763S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Recebeu diversas distinções pela sua escrita e a vida trouxe-o a este mundo numa terra incrustada para as bandas da raia de Espanha, onde os barrocos decoram a paisagem, assim como o pinheirame. Num lugar de destaque, ergue-se o castelo, encimado por cinco quinas, que o tornam único em Portugal.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Manuel António Pina nasceu em 1943 na agora cidade do Sabugal, onde viveu até aos seis anos, tecendo recordações que, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" href="http://capeiaarraiana.wordpress.com/2009/03/11/a-fala-com%E2%80%A6-manuel-antonio-pina/"&gt;no seu dizer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;, vêm povoar os se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;us poemas.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Da terra diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;A recordação mais antiga que tenho de mim mesmo (falei dela há tempos numa entrevista a uma revista da Galiza) é uma criança de dois ou três anos, de chapéu de palha na cabeça, ao pé de uma fonte, acho que uma fonte de mergulho, circular, num largo talvez em frente de minha casa. Outra criança tira-me o chapéu da cabeça e atira-o à água. Eu – acho que sou eu essa criança – exijo-lhe que o vá buscar e mo devolva. O outro miúdo não o faz, e afasta-se rindo. Então, cheio de orgulho ferido, eu regresso a casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;                                                                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt; (&lt;a href="http://capeiaarraiana.wordpress.com/2009/03/11/a-fala-com%E2%80%A6-manuel-antonio-pina/"&gt;Em entrevista&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Hoje, essa mesma terra presta-lhe homenagem numa tarde que se adivinha acolhedora, como a mãe que abraça o filho crescido, que acaba de regressar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A avó&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinha ao colo o gato velho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SdbUAS8bcEI/AAAAAAAABlc/FDJkrayqrm8/s1600-h/Os+Livros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SdbUAS8bcEI/AAAAAAAABlc/FDJkrayqrm8/s200/Os+Livros.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320673111335202882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;cansadamente passando&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sua branca mão pelo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pêlo dele preto e brando&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Sentada ao pé da janela&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olhando a rua ou sonhando-a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todo o passado passando&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a passos lentos por ela&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dormiam ambos enquanto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a tarde se ia acabando&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o gato dormindo por fora&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a avó dormindo por dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Os Livros&lt;/span&gt; (2003)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-8183817295208180840?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8183817295208180840/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=8183817295208180840' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8183817295208180840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8183817295208180840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/04/perto-de-cinco-quinas-de-um-castelo.html' title='Perto de Cinco Quinas de um Castelo'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SdbUAS8bcEI/AAAAAAAABlc/FDJkrayqrm8/s72-c/Os+Livros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-6651058753936165822</id><published>2009-04-03T01:02:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T01:47:57.750+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revista Visão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expresso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dvds'/><title type='text'>Cinema em Castellano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numa iniciativa conjunta, o semanário &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Expresso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt; e a revista &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Visão&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;disponibilizam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;uma colecção de oito filmes de Pedro Almodóvar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Conforme pode ler-se no sítio do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);" href="http://aeiou.expresso.pt/coleccao-almodovar-expresso--visao=f505098"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Expresso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SdVTKbLmmMI/AAAAAAAABlU/nIoQXY9bRPQ/s1600-h/Almod%C3%B3var.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 172px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SdVTKbLmmMI/AAAAAAAABlU/nIoQXY9bRPQ/s200/Almod%C3%B3var.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320249973368330434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A entrega de DVD funcionará através de um sistema de cartão numa edição e entrega do filme na seguinte. No Expresso a acção inicia-se dia 28 de Março, com a entrega do cartão do filme Mulheres à Beira de um Ataque de Nervos, mais a caixa arquivadora. Na Visão arranca no dia 2 de Abril, com a entrega do cartão para o filme Volver (mais caixa arquivadora).Tudo sobre a Minha Mãe, Má Educação, A Lei do Desejo são os filmes distribuídos com o semanário e Fala com Ela, Negros Hábitos e Carne Viva os incluídos na acção da newsmagazine.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-6651058753936165822?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6651058753936165822/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=6651058753936165822' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/6651058753936165822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/6651058753936165822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/04/cinema-em-castellano.html' title='Cinema em &lt;i&gt;Castellano&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SdVTKbLmmMI/AAAAAAAABlU/nIoQXY9bRPQ/s72-c/Almod%C3%B3var.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-6455681135050542195</id><published>2009-03-26T23:54:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-27T00:43:30.975Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia do Livro Português'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camilo Castelo Branco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dom Quixote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Queda dum Anjo'/><title type='text'>A queda de Calisto Elói de Silos e Benevides de Barbosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de Março&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);" id="ctl00_bcr_ThisContent"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dia do Livro Português&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);" id="ctl00_bcr_ThisContent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/ScwbpqHEAkI/AAAAAAAABlM/OiosMirG454/s1600-h/A+Queda+dum+Anjo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/ScwbpqHEAkI/AAAAAAAABlM/OiosMirG454/s200/A+Queda+dum+Anjo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317655662510211650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);" id="ctl00_bcr_ThisContent"&gt;Uma escolha difícil, entre tantas de grande mérito, que honram as nossas letras e nos dão um prazer imenso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt; ao lê-las.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;De Camilo Castelo Branco, a novela satírica publicada em 1866, apresenta-nos a vinda atribulada de Calisto Elói de Silos e Benevides de Barbosa morgado da Agra de Freimas e fidalgo provinciano, para o seio da vida política, onde acaba por se deixar corromper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Engoliu o morgado três frases de polpa, que lhe inflamavam os bócios, e foi ao jantar, sacrificando-se à regularidade das suas horas inalteráveis de repasto.&lt;br /&gt;Ficaram o boticário e o professor de primeiras letras, e mais os lavradores, ruminando as palavras do fidalgo, e glosando-as de notas ilustrativas, ao alcance das capacidades.&lt;br /&gt;Um dos mais graves e anciãos lavradores, regedor, ensaiador e ponto nos entremezes do Entrudo, exclamou:&lt;br /&gt;- Aquilo é que dava um deputado às direitas! Um homem assim, se fosse a Lisboa falar ao rei, as contribuições haviam de acabar!&lt;br /&gt;- Isso não, perdoará vossemecê, tio José do Cruzeiro - observou o mestre-escola - os impostos é necessário pagá-los. Sem impostos, não haveria rei nem professores de instrução primária (observem a modéstia da gradação!), nem tropa, nem anatomia nacional.&lt;br /&gt;O mestre-escola havia lido, repetidas vezes no &lt;em&gt;Periódico dos Pobres&lt;/em&gt;, as palavras &lt;em&gt;autonomia nacional&lt;/em&gt;. Falhou-lhe desta feita a memória, lapso que não destoou em nenhumas orelhas, exceptuadas as do boticário, que resmungou:&lt;br /&gt;- Anatomia nacional!&lt;br /&gt;- Que é!? - perguntou ao farmacêutico um estudante de clérigo.&lt;br /&gt;- Parece-me que é asneira! - respondeu o outro com certa indecisão.&lt;br /&gt;Prosseguiu, concluindo, o mestre-escola.&lt;br /&gt;- E, portanto, os tributos tio José do Cruzeiro, são necessários ao Estado como a água aos milhos. Ora, agora, que há muito quem bebe o suor do povo, isso há; e aqueles que deviam ser bem pagos são os que menos comem da fazenda nacional. Aqui estou eu, que sou um funcionário indispensável à Pátria, e receberia cento e noventa réis por dia, se não trouxesse rebatidos seis recibos a trinta e seis por cento, de modo que venho a receber seis e cinco! Que país!... O senhor morgado disse bem: estamos chegados aos tempos dos Dioclecianos e Calígulas!&lt;br /&gt;O auditório já vacilava em decidir qual dos dois era mais talhado para ir falar ao rei a Lisboa, se Calisto, se o mestre-escola."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;A Queda dum Anjo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-6455681135050542195?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6455681135050542195/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=6455681135050542195' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/6455681135050542195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/6455681135050542195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/03/queda-de-calisto-eloi-de-silos-e.html' title='A queda de Calisto Elói de Silos e Benevides de Barbosa'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/ScwbpqHEAkI/AAAAAAAABlM/OiosMirG454/s72-c/A+Queda+dum+Anjo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-8952302686584388157</id><published>2009-03-25T23:05:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-03-26T00:39:39.250Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Assírio e Alvim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Nariz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikolai Gógol'/><title type='text'>O Desaparecimento do Nariz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Nariz&lt;/em&gt;, é um conto do absurdo, que o escritor ucraniano Nikolai Gógol publicou em 1836, na revista &lt;em&gt;Sovreménnik&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;dirigida por Aleksandr Púchkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Scq5mhrFRiI/AAAAAAAABks/srm1lsII3KQ/s1600-h/Nariz.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 165px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Scq5mhrFRiI/AAAAAAAABks/srm1lsII3KQ/s200/Nariz.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317266381589530146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"À data de 25 de Março deu-se em São Petersburgo um acontecimento de inaudita estranheza." &lt;/blockquote&gt;Por um lado, o barbeiro Ivan Iákovlevitch, esperando degustar um delicioso pão quente, fica estarrecido ao encontrar, no meio do miolo, um nariz. Por outro lado, "um lugar perfeitamente raso" é o que Kovaliov descobre acima da boca, ao contemplar o seu rosto no espelho - nada poderia ser mais constrangedor e, perplexo, tentando ocultar tamanha bizarria, cobre o rosto e vai ao encontro do chefe da polícia. Não o encontrando, recorre à secção de anúncios do jornal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partindo do princípio de que terá sido ele a cortar acidentalmente o nariz ao seu cliente, Ivan Iákovlevitch tenta desfazer-se de tão estranho objecto, sem grande sucesso e passando por divertidas peripécias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-8952302686584388157?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8952302686584388157/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=8952302686584388157' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8952302686584388157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8952302686584388157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-desaparecimento-do-nariz.html' title='O Desaparecimento do Nariz'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Scq5mhrFRiI/AAAAAAAABks/srm1lsII3KQ/s72-c/Nariz.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-7787760813455589107</id><published>2009-03-21T21:26:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-03-21T22:45:22.829Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia da Árvore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Primavera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Editorial Presença'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guardador de Rebanhos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia Mundial da Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alberto Caeiro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fernando Pessoa'/><title type='text'>Guardador de árvores e versos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-left: 70px; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Já chegou a Primavera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;vestida de alegre cor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;tão verde, da cor da hera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;traz uma esperança de amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.webweaver.nu/clipart/img/nature/plants/tree-with-face.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 75px; height: 118px;" src="http://www.webweaver.nu/clipart/img/nature/plants/tree-with-face.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                    &lt;p face="georgia" style="margin-left: 70px; 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&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt 52.45pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";color:red;" &gt;a tristeza para o Sul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/ScVijxAk_YI/AAAAAAAABkk/bMdThm2TgCE/s1600-h/Caeiro+Poemas+completos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/ScVijxAk_YI/AAAAAAAABkk/bMdThm2TgCE/s200/Caeiro+Poemas+completos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315763301771443586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Quando chega a Primavera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;fica mais belo o jardim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Tão colorido. Oh! Quem dera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;a Primavera sem fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                    &lt;p face="georgia" style="margin-left: 70px; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="left"&gt;   &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt; 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color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Guardador de Rebanhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-7787760813455589107?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7787760813455589107/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=7787760813455589107' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7787760813455589107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7787760813455589107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/03/guardador-de-arvores-e-versos.html' title='Guardador de árvores e versos'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/ScVijxAk_YI/AAAAAAAABkk/bMdThm2TgCE/s72-c/Caeiro+Poemas+completos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-5066581014713520703</id><published>2009-03-20T02:30:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-03-20T02:58:50.236Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sonetos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florbela Espanca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Publicações Europa-América'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia Mundial da Poesia'/><title type='text'>Quase a chegar à estação da poesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/ScMFFMsTY2I/AAAAAAAABkE/_8GvEb29_HY/s1600-h/Florbela.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 89px; height: 123px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/ScMFFMsTY2I/AAAAAAAABkE/_8GvEb29_HY/s200/Florbela.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315097572091847522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Ser poeta é ser mais alto, é ser maior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Do que os homens! Morder como quem beija!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/ScMFM_G30II/AAAAAAAABkM/KAMAygbaN90/s1600-h/Florbela_stamp.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 72px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/ScMFM_G30II/AAAAAAAABkM/KAMAygbaN90/s200/Florbela_stamp.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315097705884143746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;É ser mendigo e dar como quem seja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Rei do Reino de Áquem e de Além Dor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Florbela Espanca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-5066581014713520703?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/5066581014713520703/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=5066581014713520703' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/5066581014713520703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/5066581014713520703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/03/quase-chegar-estacao-da-poesia.html' title='Quase a chegar à estação da poesia'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/ScMFFMsTY2I/AAAAAAAABkE/_8GvEb29_HY/s72-c/Florbela.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-1363285814957335793</id><published>2009-03-19T02:26:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-19T02:39:30.950Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ana Paula Inácio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quasi Edições'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='As Vinhas de Meu Pai'/><title type='text'>Dia do Pai</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;olho à volta&lt;br /&gt;em flecha sobre as coisas&lt;br /&gt;à procura desse ladrão excepcional&lt;br /&gt;que me roubou o livro inventado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/ScGvELWWnUI/AAAAAAAABj8/IHryEixGIm0/s1600-h/Vinhas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/ScGvELWWnUI/AAAAAAAABj8/IHryEixGIm0/s200/Vinhas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314721521574780226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;pra me poupares o coração&lt;br /&gt;à mágoa dos vivos&lt;br /&gt;mas sei que é inútil&lt;br /&gt;trago em alvo&lt;br /&gt;apenas alfaias domésticas&lt;br /&gt;com que trabalho a terra&lt;br /&gt;aquela que escolhi&lt;br /&gt;e sei que é inútil porque o mal tem asas&lt;br /&gt;e só o vento nos salva&lt;br /&gt;e nos transporta&lt;br /&gt;ao lugar da árvore&lt;br /&gt;junto ao rio onde me banharei três vezes&lt;br /&gt;até que o galo cante&lt;br /&gt;e me lembre do meu pai&lt;br /&gt;a quem devo ceia e roupa branca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a name="more"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;color:maroon;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://um-buraco-na-sombra.netsigma.pt/p_mundo/index.asp?op=4&amp;amp;p=2011"&gt;In&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;As Vinhas de Meu Pai&lt;/i&gt;, Quasi, 2000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-1363285814957335793?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/1363285814957335793/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=1363285814957335793' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1363285814957335793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1363285814957335793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/03/dia-do-pai.html' title='Dia do Pai'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/ScGvELWWnUI/AAAAAAAABj8/IHryEixGIm0/s72-c/Vinhas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-3730519887831657865</id><published>2009-03-16T02:54:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-03-16T04:16:39.868Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Harpa de Ervas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relógio D&apos;Água Editores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truman Capote'/><title type='text'>Uma casa na árvore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb42.webshots.com/42601/2453476630077355298S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://inlinethumb42.webshots.com/42601/2453476630077355298S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Quando o jovem Collin Fenwick perde a sua mãe, acaba por ir viver para casa de duas tias excêntricas: Dolly e Verena. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Cedo o rapazito começa a acompanhar a tia Dolly e a empregada desta, Catherine, nas suas incursões ao campo, com o intuito de apanhar ervas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A produção de medicamentos, por parte de Dolly, inspira Verena que pretende massificar essa actividade. Contrariada, a irmã de Verena foge de casa e corre a instalar-se, para indignação de todos, na casa da árvore, tendo por companheiros, Collin e Catherine, a quem outras figuras curiosas se vão juntar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;No final, a reconciliação traz a paz a toda a comunidade, mas os efeitos da vida na árvore ecoam nas vidas de cada um.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sb3ORrDYBLI/AAAAAAAABj0/NJcC-9dBJxs/s1600-h/A+Harpa+de+Ervas%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 177px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sb3ORrDYBLI/AAAAAAAABj0/NJcC-9dBJxs/s200/A+Harpa+de+Ervas%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313629938377032882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;A Harpa de Ervas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; foi escrita por Truman Capote e recorda um período feliz da sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;Poder-se-á dizer que se trata de uma história de amor e de conhecimento de si, escrita com uma ternura comovente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Mesmo quando chovia, era seu hábito deambular ao longo de um vulgaríssimo carreiro como se estivesse a passear num jardim, de olhos atentos em busca das preciosas plantas medicinais de aroma agradável, um raminho de poejo, de erva-cidreira ou de hortelã, ervas úteis cujas fragrâncias lhe perfumavam as roupas. Ela via tudo antes dos outros, e a sua única vaidade era essa, fazer questão que fosse ela, e mais ninguém, a apontar certas descobertas: as pegadas de um pássaro a desenharem no chão um círculo perfeito, o beiral de um telhado repleto de pingentes de gelo - estava sempre a chamar-me para ver uma nuvem em forma de gato, um navio feito de estrelas, um rosto humano na geada."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;(Excerto da obra encontrado &lt;a href="http://anateresapereira.blogspot.com/2003/11/harpa-de-ervas-e-rvore-da-noite-e.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-3730519887831657865?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3730519887831657865/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=3730519887831657865' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/3730519887831657865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/3730519887831657865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/03/uma-casa-na-arvore.html' title='Uma casa na árvore'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/Sb3ORrDYBLI/AAAAAAAABj0/NJcC-9dBJxs/s72-c/A+Harpa+de+Ervas%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-5599239348590717049</id><published>2009-03-12T16:59:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-12T18:49:23.759Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Três Homens num Barco (já para não falar do cão)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jerome K Jerome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livros Cotovia'/><title type='text'>Ao Sabor do Rio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb05.webshots.com/10180/2070067650097473110S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 178px;" src="http://inlinethumb05.webshots.com/10180/2070067650097473110S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SblPhP4bxlI/AAAAAAAABjk/qIRkIva-ymc/s1600-h/Jerome.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 155px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SblPhP4bxlI/AAAAAAAABjk/qIRkIva-ymc/s200/Jerome.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312364668077721170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Três homens, George, Harris e o narrador, na companhia do cão Montmorency, embarcam numa viagem onde o humor e a ironia navegam ao sabor das suas conversas, pelo rio Tamisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Jerome Klapka Jerome (1859-1927) deixou-nos obra de referência, mas &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Três Homens num Barco (já para não falar do cão)&lt;/span&gt; é o seu trabalho mais famoso, escrito num registo delicioso, em que o leitor se diverte ante os diálogos e as situações hilariantes que dão corpo a cada capítulo. Os três protagonistas reflectem pessoas bem reais, amigos próximos do autor e ele próprio. O simpático companheiro e fiel amigo terá existido também.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No &lt;a href="http://www.livroscotovia.pt/livros/bi/treshomensnumbarco_bi.htm"&gt;sítio editorial&lt;/a&gt; podemos ler um parecer do autor, na versão vertida para a nossa língua por Luísa Feijó: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Mas é como autor de &lt;em&gt;Três homens num             barco (já para não falar do cão) &lt;/em&gt;que o público             teima em lembrar-se de mim. Alguns críticos insinuaram que             a vulgaridade do livro, a sua completa falta de humor, explica o             sucesso junto do público – mas, desta vez, pressinto que isso             não decifra o enigma. A arte pode ser má e ter sucesso             durante algum tempo junto de algum público; mas não             vai alargando o seu círculo durante quase meio século.             Cheguei à conclusão de que, seja por que razão             for, colho eu os louros de ter escrito este livro. Isto, se é que             o escrevi – porque, na verdade, mal me lembro de o ter escrito. Lembro-me             apenas de me sentir muito jovem e absurdamente contente comigo mesmo,             por razões que só a mim dizem respeito. Era Verão,             Londres é belíssima no Verão. Sob a janela eu             tinha uma cidade de fadas coberta por um véu dourado de neblina,             pois o local onde trabalhava era muito alto, acima das chaminés; à noite             as luzes brilhavam ao fundo, e eu olhava lá para baixo como             se estivesse a olhar para a caverna das jóias de Aladino.             Foi nesses meses de Verão que o escrevi; pareceu-me ser a única             coisa que podia fazer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Uma leitura recomendada. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-5599239348590717049?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/5599239348590717049/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=5599239348590717049' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/5599239348590717049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/5599239348590717049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/03/ao-sabor-do-rio.html' title='Ao Sabor do Rio'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SblPhP4bxlI/AAAAAAAABjk/qIRkIva-ymc/s72-c/Jerome.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-7846914278163654783</id><published>2009-03-08T19:52:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:31:56.342Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ticiano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Casa A Escuridão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temas e Debates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='José Luís Peixoto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia da Mulher'/><title type='text'>estás tão bonita é aquilo que quero dizer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Mulher Mais&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Bonita do Mundo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estás tão bonita hoje. quando digo que nasceram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb50.webshots.com/44145/2497969040065225889S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 181px;" src="http://inlinethumb50.webshots.com/44145/2497969040065225889S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;flores novas na terra do jardim, quero dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;que estás bonita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entro na casa, entro no quarto, abro o armário,&lt;br /&gt;abro uma gaveta, abro uma caixa onde está o teu fio&lt;br /&gt;de ouro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entre os dedos, seguro o teu fino fio de ouro, como&lt;br /&gt;se tocasse a pele do teu pescoço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;há o céu, a casa, o quarto, e tu estás dentro de mim.&lt;br /&gt;estás tão bonita hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;os teus cabelos, a testa, os olhos, o nariz, os lábios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estás dentro de algo que está dentro de todas as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SbQjYMHgtJI/AAAAAAAABjc/OIbLVyS1RKY/s1600-h/Peixoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SbQjYMHgtJI/AAAAAAAABjc/OIbLVyS1RKY/s200/Peixoto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310908759053218962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;coisas, a minha voz nomeia-te para descrever&lt;br /&gt;a beleza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;os teus cabelos, a testa, os olhos, o nariz, os lábios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de encontro ao silêncio, dentro do mundo,&lt;br /&gt;estás tão bonita é aquilo que quero dizer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;José Luís Peixoto, in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;A Casa, a Escuridão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-7846914278163654783?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7846914278163654783/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=7846914278163654783' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7846914278163654783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7846914278163654783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/03/estas-tao-bonita-e-aquilo-que-quero.html' title='&lt;i&gt;estás tão bonita é aquilo que quero dizer&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SbQjYMHgtJI/AAAAAAAABjc/OIbLVyS1RKY/s72-c/Peixoto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-8036769609729558372</id><published>2009-03-05T01:18:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-05T01:29:50.786Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sadie Jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livraria Civilização Editora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Afastado'/><title type='text'>À Margem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Depois de uma infância adocicada e tranquila, Lewis torna-se num perigo para si e para os outros, olhado com desdém e desconfiança, após a perda obscura e dramática da pessoa que mais amava. Ele é posto de parte por ser diferente, até encontrar alguém tão diferente como ele e que o regenera aos seus próprios olhos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Afastado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; é o primeiro romance de Sadie Jones. Perturbador, questiona o estado subvertido dos valores, aponta os prevaricadores e os que apenas julgam sê-lo, soma solidões, denuncia enganos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yjItJO9Z2WY&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yjItJO9Z2WY&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-8036769609729558372?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8036769609729558372/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=8036769609729558372' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8036769609729558372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8036769609729558372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/03/margem.html' title='À Margem'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-1898349122901769685</id><published>2009-02-24T22:35:00.012Z</published><updated>2009-02-25T00:21:25.433Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='capas de livros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guardian'/><title type='text'>Que capas nos escolhem?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaSLDhPu7BI/AAAAAAAABic/Jbjwyp5GPFU/s1600-h/Ladr%C3%A3o.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 151px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaSLDhPu7BI/AAAAAAAABic/Jbjwyp5GPFU/s320/Ladr%C3%A3o.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306519153529515026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaSLagc_uCI/AAAAAAAABik/rrB5gC36qyY/s1600-h/Biz%C3%A2ncio.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 72px; height: 109px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaSLagc_uCI/AAAAAAAABik/rrB5gC36qyY/s320/Biz%C3%A2ncio.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306519548453697570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaSMMBJ58JI/AAAAAAAABi0/hSonYAqJbbU/s1600-h/Catal%C3%A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 156px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaSMMBJ58JI/AAAAAAAABi0/hSonYAqJbbU/s320/Catal%C3%A3o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306520399045587090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;No blogue referente à literatura do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/books"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guardian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Robert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/booksblog/2009/feb/23/book-covers-le-tan"&gt;McCrum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; menciona uma promoção divulgada no sítio da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://www.abebooks.co.uk/books/great-fiction-covers.shtml"&gt;AbeBooks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;, e que destaca a qualidade do trabalho de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; na produção da capa de um livro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaSNBnokQJI/AAAAAAAABjE/U7TMoEovjhI/s1600-h/Cort%C3%A1zar.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 87px; height: 141px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaSNBnokQJI/AAAAAAAABjE/U7TMoEovjhI/s320/Cort%C3%A1zar.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306521319907803282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Esta iniciativa, intitulada "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://www.abebooks.co.uk/books/great-fiction-covers.shtml"&gt;Thirty Novels Worth &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://www.abebooks.co.uk/books/great-fiction-covers.shtml"&gt;Reading for the Cover Alone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;" prova-nos que nos podemos deixar cativar pelo bom gosto gráfico que uma obra ostenta logo no exterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaSL5k8cUKI/AAAAAAAABis/1pe-CuoMUOo/s1600-h/A-Rapariga-q-roubava-livros.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 81px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaSL5k8cUKI/AAAAAAAABis/1pe-CuoMUOo/s320/A-Rapariga-q-roubava-livros.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306520082235281570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;McCrum reforça esta ideia e acrescenta "So the blurb must be short and punchy, and the cover must &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;make a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;winning pitch. Ideally, it should display a strong, memorable image."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaSN4BRFFmI/AAAAAAAABjU/Vrxq3vsWDJ0/s1600-h/Onde.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 83px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaSN4BRFFmI/AAAAAAAABjU/Vrxq3vsWDJ0/s200/Onde.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306522254501549666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaSMsT7TBWI/AAAAAAAABi8/CtewIhz9gLg/s1600-h/Filha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 126px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaSMsT7TBWI/AAAAAAAABi8/CtewIhz9gLg/s320/Filha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306520953840403810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaSNYqva4DI/AAAAAAAABjM/mbqex1puru8/s1600-h/Escriba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 79px; height: 122px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaSNYqva4DI/AAAAAAAABjM/mbqex1puru8/s200/Escriba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306521715878846514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;O risco, ainda segundo este autor, é que podemos ir a uma livraria em busca de um livro e trazer outros mais, sem o termos planeado. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seduz-nos a capa e é absolutamente de louvar o trabalho destes profissionais que assim contribuem para a arte dos livros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-1898349122901769685?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/1898349122901769685/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=1898349122901769685' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1898349122901769685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1898349122901769685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/02/que-capas-nos-escolhem.html' title='Que capas nos escolhem?'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaSLDhPu7BI/AAAAAAAABic/Jbjwyp5GPFU/s72-c/Ladr%C3%A3o.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-682153263664573322</id><published>2009-02-23T18:33:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:41:09.458Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prémios'/><title type='text'>Vista panorâmica para os livros</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaLtGU8smfI/AAAAAAAABiE/Ure7CEVBPRU/s1600-h/premio_dardos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaLtGU8smfI/AAAAAAAABiE/Ure7CEVBPRU/s320/premio_dardos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306064003954153970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Com toda a doçura que o nome &lt;a href="http://chocolateparaalma.blogs.sapo.pt/"&gt;Chocolate Para a Alma&lt;/a&gt; transporta foi-nos atribuído o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prémio Dardos&lt;/span&gt; - desde já, muito obrigada à Rita Mello, que assim nos honrou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;“O Prémio Dardos reconhece os valores que cada &lt;i&gt;blogger &lt;/i&gt;mostra cada dia no seu empenho por transmitir valores culturais, éticos, literários, pessoais etc., que, em suma, demonstram sua criatividade através do pensamento vivo que está e permanece intacto entre as suas letras, entre as suas palavras.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul  style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Possui três regras: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;1 – Aceitar exibir a imagem;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;2 – Linkar o blogue do qual recebeu o prémio;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;3 – Escolher 15 blogues para entregar o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prémio Dardos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;p face="verdana"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaLtnKGQ5rI/AAAAAAAABiU/GCjvICl5XGE/s1600-h/Vale+a+Pena+acompanhar+este+Blog%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaLtnKGQ5rI/AAAAAAAABiU/GCjvICl5XGE/s320/Vale+a+Pena+acompanhar+este+Blog%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306064567977174706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Com a graciosidade própria de uma deusa, &lt;a href="http://livreo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pallas Athenas&lt;/a&gt;, honrou-nos com o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prémio Vale a Pena Acompanhar Este Blogue&lt;/span&gt;, cujas regras são as seguintes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 -Exibir a imagem;  2 -Linkar o Blog do qual recebeu o prémio;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 -Escolher 15 Blogs para entregar os prêmios e avisá-los.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Para &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;os dois&lt;/span&gt; prémios gostaria de nomear:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://livreo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Livreo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://chocolateparaalma.blogs.sapo.pt/"&gt;Chocolate Para a Alma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://estante-de-livros.blogspot.com/"&gt;Estante de Livros&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://folhasdepapel.wordpress.com/"&gt;Folhas de Papel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://florestadasleituras.blogspot.com/"&gt;Floresta das Leituras&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://marcadordelivros.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marcador de Livros&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://viajarpelaleitura.blogspot.com/"&gt;... viajar pela leitura...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://leiturasdasmarias.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leituras das Marias&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://sombradoslivros.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sombra dos Livros&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://devaneiosdulcissimosamarissimos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Devaneios Dulcíssimos Amaríssimos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;a href="http://muito-para-ler.blogspot.com/"&gt;Muito para Ler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;a href="http://oslivrosdesofia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os Livros de Sofia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;a href="http://viagemnasleituras.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mil Livros, um Sonho&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;a href="http://olharoslivros.blogspot.com/"&gt;Livros e Leituras&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;a href="http://nossosromances.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nossos Romances&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Obrigada pelo prazer que é ler-vos! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-682153263664573322?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/682153263664573322/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=682153263664573322' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/682153263664573322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/682153263664573322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/02/vista-panoramica-para-os-livros.html' title='Vista panorâmica para os livros'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaLtGU8smfI/AAAAAAAABiE/Ure7CEVBPRU/s72-c/premio_dardos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-5967233548161451556</id><published>2009-02-22T23:38:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-02-24T20:18:49.719Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='À Mesa com Eça de Queirós'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maria Antónia Goes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colares Editora'/><title type='text'>Das letras para a mesa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaHvs8b8xaI/AAAAAAAABh8/HuD2aBhsRO8/s1600-h/%C3%80+Mesa.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaHvs8b8xaI/AAAAAAAABh8/HuD2aBhsRO8/s320/%C3%80+Mesa.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305785391435793826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb10.webshots.com/41801/2999125010057676324S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 111px;" src="http://inlinethumb10.webshots.com/41801/2999125010057676324S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;O gosto culinário refinado de Eça povoa as suas obras de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;referências à boa mesa, que decora, nas suas palavras, com cuidado, mencionando cristais, louças e toalhas, com os quais degusta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Chocolate Quente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;, &lt;span&gt;Ovos &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brouillés&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Ostras de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marennes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Cozido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Poulet aux Champignons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Fritada Tremenda de Sardinhas e Ovos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Pato com Azeitonas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Civet de Lièvre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Plum Pudding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Ovos Moles de Aveiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Neve &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;à la Vanille&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Pastéis de Nata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Empadas de Rosas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Vinho Quente com Canela e Cravo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; e outras iguarias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Neste contexto referencial, Maria Antónia Goes, arquitecta de formação, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;presenta-nos um trabalho absolutamente delicioso, resultante do levantamento das várias ocorrências de momentos dedicados, assim, à gastronomia na obra queirosiana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb38.webshots.com/41701/2844350810059382216S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://inlinethumb38.webshots.com/41701/2844350810059382216S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;À Mesa com Eça de Queirós&lt;/span&gt; é um convite irrecusável, onde pode ficar a conhecer a cozinha do tempo do escritor, atrever-se a recriar os pratos da sua escolha, mediante o acompanhamento das receitas que Maria Antónia Goes incorporou neste volume, fruto de pesquisa aturada, conduzida em documentos ligados à gastronomia no século XIX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb15.webshots.com/1614/2685020890102677283S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 141px;" src="http://inlinethumb15.webshots.com/1614/2685020890102677283S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;No prefácio, da autoria de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Loy Rolim, pode ler-se:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A arte de cozinha tem algo de comum com a literatura. Os escritores, os poetas não escapam à divina tentação da invenção culinária e do desafio aos sabores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Venha, então degustar a gastronomia que Eça serviu nas suas obras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-5967233548161451556?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/5967233548161451556/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=5967233548161451556' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/5967233548161451556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/5967233548161451556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/02/das-letras-para-mesa.html' title='Das letras para a mesa'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SaHvs8b8xaI/AAAAAAAABh8/HuD2aBhsRO8/s72-c/%C3%80+Mesa.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-7998390258937539483</id><published>2009-02-19T18:27:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-02-19T19:17:38.105Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='66?'/><title type='text'>Seis ligações importantes, seis detalhes breves</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;O blogue &lt;a href="http://marcadordelivros.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Marcador de Livros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ofereceu-nos o prémio 66?. Foi uma distinção muito amável e que muito nos honra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Associadas ao prémio estão 6 regras:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SZ2rRH0YjLI/AAAAAAAABhk/-IuBW7TcTcM/s1600-h/66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 144px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SZ2rRH0YjLI/AAAAAAAABhk/-IuBW7TcTcM/s320/66.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304584246757199026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linkar&lt;/span&gt; a pessoa que o/a indicou.&lt;br /&gt;2. Escrever as regras no blogue.&lt;br /&gt;3. Contar 6 coisas aleatórias sobre si.&lt;br /&gt;4. Indicar mais 6 pessoas e colocar os &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;links&lt;/span&gt; respectivos no final do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5. Deixe a pessoa saber que a indicou, deixando um comentário para ela.&lt;br /&gt;6. Deixe os indicados saberem quando você publicar seu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seis coisinhas sobre mim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Trago quase sempre um livro comigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;2. A minha autora, de língua portuguesa, preferida é Ana Paula Inácio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;3. Gosto de morar perto do mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Costumava ouvir novelas radiofónicas quando era criança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;5. Gosto muito de poesia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;6. Gostava de ler &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Don Quijote de La Mancha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seis blogues que indico, e que gosto de acompanhar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* &lt;a href="http://marcadordelivros.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marcador de Livros&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://florestadasleituras.blogspot.com/"&gt;Floresta das Leituras&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://marcadoresnotempo.wordpress.com/"&gt;Marcadores no Tempo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://janeaustenclub.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jane Austen Club&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://viajarpelaleitura.blogspot.com/"&gt;Viajar Pela Leitura&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://chocolateparaalma.blogs.sapo.pt/"&gt;Chocolate Para a Alma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-7998390258937539483?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7998390258937539483/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=7998390258937539483' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7998390258937539483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7998390258937539483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/02/seis-ligacoes-importantes-seis-detalhes.html' title='Seis ligações importantes, seis detalhes breves'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SZ2rRH0YjLI/AAAAAAAABhk/-IuBW7TcTcM/s72-c/66.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-5502619799991094078</id><published>2009-02-16T15:32:00.013Z</published><updated>2009-02-19T00:58:51.557Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Literatura Inglesa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Editorial Estampa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Publicações Europa-América'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gótico feminimo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Época Victoriana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra M. Gilbert e Susan Gubar'/><title type='text'>Insanidade e segredos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SZmfEwAloDI/AAAAAAAABhE/xBFJekoahdM/s1600-h/Jane+Eyre.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SZmfEwAloDI/AAAAAAAABhE/xBFJekoahdM/s400/Jane+Eyre.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303444940161130546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;egressemos à literatura victoriana, onde encontrámos já Emily Brontë. A propósito desta autora, detenhamo-nos na escrita gótica no feminino, popularizada pelas suas irmãs, por Ann Radcliffe e Mary Shelley, por exemplo, ou na poesia de Emily Dickinson. Une-as o gosto pela produção literária numa época em que a primazia é dada ao homem - Mary Anne Evans tornou-se famosa escrevendo sob o pseudónimo masculino de George Eliot. Confinadas a um espaço físico e social que as limita, libertam-se através da escrita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra M. Gilbert e Susan Gubar destacam a figura da louca ocultada, trancada num sotão, conforme acontece com Bertha, personagem de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SZmjpwSeemI/AAAAAAAABhM/o8QW-AuN2Ck/s1600-h/O+Italiano.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SZmjpwSeemI/AAAAAAAABhM/o8QW-AuN2Ck/s320/O+Italiano.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303449973937830498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eyre&lt;/span&gt;. Na sua obra &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Madwoman in the Attic: The Woman Writer and the Nineteenth-C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;entury Literary Imagination&lt;/span&gt; propõem-nos uma abordagem da figura feminina no universo ficcional do século XIX, sem perder de vista as próprias escritoras. Nestas obras, está patente a dicotomia entre a mulher anjo e a mulher monstro, que encontram em &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Doctor Jekyll e Mr Hyde&lt;/span&gt; (de Robert Louis Stevenson) um correlativo, no &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb44.webshots.com/1003/1099800921042112788S425x425Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 186px;" src="http://inlinethumb44.webshots.com/1003/1099800921042112788S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;masculino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A insanidade e a melancolia favorecem o isolamento voluntário ou imposto. A perfidez da mulher fatal&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; , sedutora e traçoeira (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cantada&lt;/span&gt; por Keats em "La Belle Dame Sans Mercie" - poema aqui ilustrado por uma reprodução da autoria de Sir Frank Dicksee) raramente se vê recompensada; a inocência fortalecida é premiada a vários níveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem conhecimento do que determina a ocorrência de manifestações de histeria, na obscuridade dos espaços e do tempo, tornamo-nos presas do terror e insegurança que  envolvem as personagens. Freud fornece-nos uma &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inlinethumb13.webshots.com/42956/1183752031035153983S200x200Q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 173px;" src="http://inlinethumb13.webshots.com/42956/1183752031035153983S200x200Q85.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pista através do conceito de "uncanniness", traduzido, na nossa língua, através da expressão "sentimento de algo ameaçadoramente estranho" - assusta-nos o que desconhecemos, o que é estranho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No seu texto, publicado entre nós, pela Europa-América&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;, Freud fala-nos ainda do "duplo", do "déjà vu", que mais alimentam a sensação de desconforto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1 &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sugestão de leitura: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/ccrfxa"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/ccrfxa&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Textos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Essenciais Sobre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Literatura&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, Arte e Psicanalise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-5502619799991094078?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/5502619799991094078/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=5502619799991094078' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/5502619799991094078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/5502619799991094078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/02/insanidade-e-segredos.html' title='Insanidade e segredos'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SZmfEwAloDI/AAAAAAAABhE/xBFJekoahdM/s72-c/Jane+Eyre.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-4626461538197296709</id><published>2009-02-15T20:22:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:18:11.396Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura Esquivel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revista Caras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Como Água para Chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia dos Namorados'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dvd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><title type='text'>Formatos de chocolate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SZh8Uj-KvHI/AAAAAAAABgs/yNQMsVZh7ME/s1600-h/Esquivel.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 177px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SZh8Uj-KvHI/AAAAAAAABgs/yNQMsVZh7ME/s400/Esquivel.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303125253923978354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SZiCDQAo00I/AAAAAAAABg0/jBPa53Rp7U0/s1600-h/Gast%C3%A3o.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SZiCDQAo00I/AAAAAAAABg0/jBPa53Rp7U0/s400/Gast%C3%A3o.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303131553577620290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;A começar, um saquinho de bombons requintados.&lt;br /&gt;Um toque gracioso de paladar achocolatado numa semana, a adoçar o ouvido...&lt;br /&gt;Depois, na semana seguinte, uma história temperada de paixões mal contidas, transformadas em exotismo culinário.&lt;br /&gt;A culminar, numa aldeia francesa, num tempo próximo da época Pascal, o chocolate e o jejum penitencial  enfrentam-se perigosamente. Doçura e rebeldia escondem-se por detrás destas obras onde o amor é personagem central.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este mês, por 1 €, com a revista Caras, declarações de afectos profundos, com aroma a chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-4626461538197296709?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4626461538197296709/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=4626461538197296709' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/4626461538197296709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/4626461538197296709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/02/formatos-de-chocolate.html' title='Formatos de chocolate'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SZh8Uj-KvHI/AAAAAAAABgs/yNQMsVZh7ME/s72-c/Esquivel.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-7813697222764276995</id><published>2009-02-13T12:20:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-19T00:22:03.341Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily Brontë'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Publicações Europa-América'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wuthering Heights'/><title type='text'>Namorando com as letras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SZVqU0VjRdI/AAAAAAAABgk/i8UbFpOLZ2I/s1600-h/Gast%C3%A3o.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 73px; height: 111px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SZVqU0VjRdI/AAAAAAAABgk/i8UbFpOLZ2I/s400/Gast%C3%A3o.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302261042177590738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;A pretexto de aflorar o dia de São Valentim, a referência a um clássico da literatura Romântica inglesa: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Wuthering Heights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;, por cá traduzido como  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;O Monte dos Ventos Uivantes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; dos Vendavais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Nesta obra, Emily Brontë criou um cenário tão agreste e tempestuoso como as paixões indomáveis com que liga personagens e tempo, suspensos nas contenções impostas pela época. Cathy Earnshaw é a jovem que se enamora, para sempre, de Heathcliff, incorrendo numa  série de obstáculos intransponíveis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuthering Heights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; é um lugar de emoções poderosas descritas no feminino sob o nome de uma das irmãs Brontë - uma leitura de sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para conhecer outra versão: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/bhvaep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-7813697222764276995?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7813697222764276995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=7813697222764276995' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7813697222764276995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/7813697222764276995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/02/namorando-com-as-letras.html' title='Namorando com as letras'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SZVqU0VjRdI/AAAAAAAABgk/i8UbFpOLZ2I/s72-c/Gast%C3%A3o.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-431887167578947928</id><published>2009-02-07T22:36:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-02-07T23:15:25.966Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F Scott Fitzgerald'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Editorial Presença'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jazz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stan Getz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O Grande Gatsby'/><title type='text'>Fitzgerald com Getz ao fundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sugestão ao fim do dia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SY4UREqEICI/AAAAAAAABfs/FK3iV3xDESI/s1600-h/Gatsby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SY4UREqEICI/AAAAAAAABfs/FK3iV3xDESI/s400/Gatsby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300196095002157090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Um serão confortável.&lt;br /&gt;O jazz intimista de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;More Stan Getz for Lovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;, ao fundo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um clássico nas mãos: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;O Grande Gatsby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt; e o universo de F. Scott Fitzgerald, numa América entre as duas Guerras, de cenário colorido por festas glamorosas e desconfianças, alguma futilidade e exuberância, numa época em que o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jazz&lt;/span&gt; floresce e a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grande Depressão&lt;/span&gt; se aproxima apenas.&lt;br /&gt;As personagens cruzam-se, num emaranhado de interesses e secretismo de vidas pouco claras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;1 Um dos &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.time.com/time/2005/100books/the_complete_list.html"&gt;100&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Romances de Sempre Escritos em Língua Inglesa&lt;/span&gt;, segundo a revista &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;[...]it's one of the most quintessentially American novels ever written.—&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/2005/100books/0,24459,the_great_gatsby,00.html"&gt;L.G.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-431887167578947928?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/431887167578947928/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=431887167578947928' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/431887167578947928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/431887167578947928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/02/fitzgerald-com-getz-ao-fundo.html' title='Fitzgerald com Getz ao fundo'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SY4UREqEICI/AAAAAAAABfs/FK3iV3xDESI/s72-c/Gatsby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-8082078723299613656</id><published>2009-02-06T00:09:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-06T00:11:40.428Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edisa'/><title type='text'>Viagens com livros</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SYt_6W74vGI/AAAAAAAABfk/JxIL0D2MKr4/s1600-h/bus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SYt_6W74vGI/AAAAAAAABfk/JxIL0D2MKr4/s400/bus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299470027097422946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-8082078723299613656?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8082078723299613656/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=8082078723299613656' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8082078723299613656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/8082078723299613656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/02/viagens-com-livros.html' title='Viagens com livros'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SYt_6W74vGI/AAAAAAAABfk/JxIL0D2MKr4/s72-c/bus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-1823548519440353034</id><published>2009-02-03T02:54:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-02-03T03:20:26.107Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Q and A'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vikas Swarup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quem Quer Ser Bilionário?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slumdog Millionaire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edições Asa'/><title type='text'>Q and A</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegou recentemente ao cinema "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Slumdog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; Millionaire", do realizador britânico Danny Boyle, baseado no romance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Q and A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; (publicado, no nosso país, pelas Edições Asa com o título &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Quem quer Ser Bilionário?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;) de Vikas Swarup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ram, jovem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;empregado de mesa de Bombaim, em torno de quem a história gira, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;comete a proeza extraordinária de vencer um popular concurso de televisão, respondendo a todas as questões, tornando-se milionário. Ao invés de sucesso temperado com festejos, o rapaz é preso. A razão desse desfecho inesperado prende-se com o facto de Ram simplesmente não ler jornais, nem sequer ter frequentado o ensino, o que vem adensar as suspeitas de fraude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AIzbwV7on6Q&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AIzbwV7on6Q&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-1823548519440353034?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/1823548519440353034/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=1823548519440353034' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1823548519440353034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/1823548519440353034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/02/q-and.html' title='&lt;i&gt;Q and A&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-9035955080025433172</id><published>2009-01-28T13:42:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-01-28T14:52:34.469Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Updike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livraria Civilização Editora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='As Bruxas de Eastwick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Regressa Coelho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gradiva'/><title type='text'>John Updike (1932-2009)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SYBjLc__94I/AAAAAAAABfU/iUMz9kl2BrI/s1600-h/Updike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SYBjLc__94I/AAAAAAAABfU/iUMz9kl2BrI/s400/Updike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296342210202040194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John Updike (1932-2009), vencedor do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pulitzer Prize&lt;/span&gt;, do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;National Book Award&lt;/span&gt;, do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Book Award&lt;/span&gt;, do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;National Book Critics Circle Award&lt;/span&gt;, agraciado com a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;National Medal of Art&lt;/span&gt; (1984) e a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;National Medal for the Humanites&lt;/span&gt; (2003), entre outras distinções, deixou-nos ontem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SYBtRmRgGdI/AAAAAAAABfc/ihIacyDdDPM/s1600-h/Updike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 207px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SYBtRmRgGdI/AAAAAAAABfc/ihIacyDdDPM/s400/Updike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296353310886861266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Autor da saga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rabbit&lt;/span&gt;, assinou ainda numerosos contos, poemas, ensaios e romances, dos quais se pode destacar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As Bruxas de Eastwick&lt;/span&gt;, cuja adaptação George Miller dirigiu no cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sobre John Updike, pode ler-se no sítio do&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/aponline/2009/01/27/books/AP-Obit-Updike.html?_r=2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The New York Times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Nothing was too great or too small for Updike to poeticize. He might rhapsodize over the film projector's ''chuckling whir'' or look to the stars and observe that ''the universe is perfectly transparent: we exist as flaws in ancient glass.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-9035955080025433172?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/9035955080025433172/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=9035955080025433172' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/9035955080025433172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/9035955080025433172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/01/john-updike-1932-2009.html' title='John Updike (1932-2009)'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SYBjLc__94I/AAAAAAAABfU/iUMz9kl2BrI/s72-c/Updike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225226262107919299.post-3648046570284094841</id><published>2009-01-24T00:59:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-24T01:02:11.614Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livros'/><title type='text'>Nós e os Livros</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SXpocBgiRPI/AAAAAAAABe8/yQifoMTMSSE/s1600-h/Newspaper_Edisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SXpocBgiRPI/AAAAAAAABe8/yQifoMTMSSE/s400/Newspaper_Edisa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294659142577964274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225226262107919299-3648046570284094841?l=livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3648046570284094841/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225226262107919299&amp;postID=3648046570284094841' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/3648046570284094841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225226262107919299/posts/default/3648046570284094841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livroseoutrascoisas.blogspot.com/2009/01/ns-e-os-livros.html' title='Nós e os Livros'/><author><name>Livros e Outras Coisas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528863373635925372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SNEeMdsDCXI/AAAAAAAAA68/khdmoz3utN4/S220/Edisalogopequeno.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UGJ3fFJNGbE/SXpocBgiRPI/AAAAAAAABe8/yQifoMTMSSE/s72-c/Newspaper_Edisa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
