Sunday, March 7, 2010

How Do You Clean Heat Ducts In Slab Concrete

Women - Tagore and Mother Teresa of Calcutta



Donna, you are not only the work of God

Donna, you are not only the 'work of God,
but also the men, who always
make you beautiful with their hearts.
poets will weave a network
with threads of golden fantasies;
painters give your form ever new
immorality.
The sea gives its pearls,
their gold mines,
the gardens' summer
their flowers to adorn, to clothe,
to make them more valuable.
The desire of the human heart has laid the
His glory
about your youth.
Half six women, six and half dream.

Rabindranath Tagore

Women

Keep in mind that the skin makes wrinkles,

hair turn white,
the days turn into years.

But what is important does not change;
your strength and your conviction does not have age.
Your spirit is the glue of any spider.

Behind every finish line is a line departure.
Behind every success there is `a` another disappointment.

long as you're alive, feel alive.
If you miss that which you were doing, go do it.
not live on yellowed photos ...
insist even if they expect dropouts.

not let it rust the iron in you.
Make sure that instead of compassion, take you over.

When the years because
you can not run, walk fast.
When you can not walk fast, walk.
When you can not walk, use the stick.
Pero `Never hold!

Mother Teresa of Calcutta




's the Woman, sung and praised by poets and poets from all over the world.
That is always a flower that can never smell and tear, or lay to dry.
that respect reigns supreme in the world for the queen woman.
Best wishes to all women dream of humanity, the reality of society.

Friday, February 26, 2010

How To Repaint Cabinets In A Trailer

Picciola - Xavier Boniface Saintine


remember when and how I read this book ...
from the shelf in the library looking for a title that I hit.

... and it was.
The book fell on my head. It was the book
apply to self to read.
I was still climbing on the desk between the fall and fall and not immediately after the coup took little pain in my hands and I opened the book ... ... and read it all in one breath and in that awkward position that if I think I still say to me is crazy.
I lost that book but I'm sure that whoever found it will certainly appreciated reading it and having treatment.
... One day I will buy one day but not today ...


the story of Count de Charney, a political prisoner in Piedmont and a small flower that grows between the paving stones of the prison yard.


I do not remember the precise words, but everything is stamped inside.


........ the image is merely an example, my book was a series that had the cover in green cloth.