<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><?xml-stylesheet type='text/xsl' href='http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/mmm2008-05-17_13.22/rsspretty.aspx?rssquery=en-US;http%3a%2f%2ftrudyeccomi.spaces.live.com%2fcategory%2fcitazioni%2bfilosofiche%2ffeed.rss' version='1.0'?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:msn="http://schemas.microsoft.com/msn/spaces/2005/rss" xmlns:live="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" xmlns:dcterms="http://purl.org/dc/terms/" xmlns:cf="http://www.microsoft.com/schemas/rss/core/2005" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>i cigolii del cuore: citazioni filosofiche</title><description /><link>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/?_c11_BlogPart_BlogPart=blogview&amp;_c=BlogPart&amp;partqs=catcitazioni%2bfilosofiche</link><language>en-US</language><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 19:42:51 GMT</pubDate><lastBuildDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 19:42:51 GMT</lastBuildDate><generator>Microsoft Spaces v1.1</generator><docs>http://www.rssboard.org/rss-specification</docs><ttl>60</ttl><cf:parentRSS>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/blog/feed.rss</cf:parentRSS><live:type>blogcategory</live:type><live:identity><live:id>-4493966633202846035</live:id><live:alias>trudyeccomi</live:alias></live:identity><cf:listinfo><cf:group ns="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" element="typelabel" label="Type" /><cf:group ns="http://schemas.microsoft.com/live/spaces/2006/rss" element="tag" label="Tag" /><cf:group element="category" label="Category" /><cf:sort element="pubDate" label="Date" data-type="date" default="true" /><cf:sort element="title" label="Title" data-type="string" /><cf:sort ns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" element="comments" label="Comments" data-type="number" /></cf:listinfo><item><title>santa verità...</title><link>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!730.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff" size=5&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Non temere chi può uccidere il tuo corpo ma temi chi può uccidere la tua anima...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff" size=3&gt;Giovanni Paolo &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4493966633202846035&amp;page=RSS%3a+santa+verit%c3%a0...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=trudyeccomi"&gt;</description><comments>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!730.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!730.entry</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Mar 2006 15:29:54 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!730/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!730.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-03-21T15:29:54Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Talmud ebreo</title><link>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!424.entry</link><description>&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:14pt;font-family:'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;font-family:'Bradley Hand ITC'"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3366"&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“..state molto attenti a far piangere una donna, ke poi Dio conta le sue lacrime! La donna è uscita dalla costola dell’uomo, non dai piedi perché dovesse essere calpestata, né dalla testa per essere superiore, ma dal fianco per essere uguale……un po’ più in basso del braccio per essere protetta e dal lato del cuore per essere Amata….”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr height="8"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://blufiles.storage.live.com&amp;#47;y1pQRkRnJi_dXK50YONNywny48AVS4t33pcWcEXZnuwF1tFsV4308sR55eHT8UrkGCZ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;C1A239283B7C76AD&amp;#33;425&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4493966633202846035&amp;page=RSS%3a+Talmud+ebreo&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=trudyeccomi"&gt;</description><comments>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!424.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!424.entry</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Feb 2006 19:08:09 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!424/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!424.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-02-24T19:08:09Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>Ghandi un uomo senza tempo...</title><link>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!379.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;p align=justify&gt;&lt;em style="font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;font style="background-color:#ffff00" color="#000000" size=3&gt;Qualsiasi persona, uomo o donna, può ottenere i miei stessi risultati se solo compirà lo stesso sforzo e coltiverà la stessa speranza e la stessa fede&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;p align=justify&gt;&lt;em style="font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;font style="background-color:#ffff00" face="Comic Sans MS" color="#000000" size=3&gt;&amp;quot;Spesso il titolo di Mahatma (Grande Anima) mi ha profondamente addolorato, sono un essere mortale qualunque, soggetto alle stesse debolezze di tutti gli altri esseri viventi, non ho nulla di nuovo da insegnare al mondo. La verità e la nonviolenza sono antiche come le montagne. L'unica cosa che ho fatto è di aver cercato di sperimentarle al massimo delle mie possibilità.&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;p align=justify&gt;&lt;em style="font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;font style="background-color:#ffff00" face="Comic Sans MS" color="#000000" size=3&gt;&amp;quot;Sono fedele soltanto alla verità e non devo obbedienza a nessuno salvo che alla verità&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Non si potrà mai giungere alla vera democrazia con mezzi falsi e violenti.... La libertà individuale può attuarsi soltanto in un regime di autenticità&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Non vi è limite all'estensione dei nostri servizi ai nostri vicini di là dalle frontiere fatte dagli Stati. Dio non ha mai creato frontiere&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Non desidero rinascere. Ma se devo rinascere, vorrei nascere intoccabile, in modo da poter dividere i loro dolori, le loro sofferenze, e gli affronti che vengono loro recati, e cercare così di liberare me stesso e loro da questa condizione miserabile&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
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&lt;p align=justify&gt;&lt;font style="background-color:#ffff00" color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr height="8"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://blufiles.storage.live.com&amp;#47;y1ppBk6RUT9qcG-qHuV8AB71qQ5yVI-sH0mrkl3aYVAHzDMgBwgnJS30Rt0SU7viw33"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;C1A239283B7C76AD&amp;#33;380&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://blufiles.storage.live.com&amp;#47;y1pp4IFXZQkNQ02nxxr_PXd64jX5g1Qyn1Ox7mrzSI3prG-Lg2XW7OyYJSX_GD0wqKQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.live.com&amp;#47;items&amp;#47;C1A239283B7C76AD&amp;#33;381&amp;#58;thumbnail" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4493966633202846035&amp;page=RSS%3a+Ghandi+un+uomo+senza+tempo...&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=trudyeccomi"&gt;</description><comments>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!379.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!379.entry</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Feb 2006 09:56:18 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!379/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!379.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-03-13T15:45:10Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>giudicare</title><link>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!374.entry</link><description>&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font style="background-color:#99cc00" face="Times New Roman, Times, Serif" color="#000000" size=4&gt;il nostro essere è il nostro passato. E solamente col passato è possibile giudicare le persone&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4493966633202846035&amp;page=RSS%3a+giudicare&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=trudyeccomi"&gt;</description><comments>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!374.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!374.entry</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Feb 2006 17:53:30 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!374/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!374.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-03-13T15:45:40Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>23 domande e 23 risposte</title><link>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!213.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;il giorno più bello? oggi&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;l'ostacolo più grande? la paura&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;la cosa più facile? sbagliarsi&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;l'errore più grande? rinunciare&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;la radice di tutti i mali? l'egoismo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;la distrazione migliore? il lavoro&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;la sconfitta peggiore? lo scoraggiamento&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;i migliori professionisti? i bambini&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;il primo bisogno? comunicare&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;la felicità più grande? essere d'aiuto agli altri&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;il mistero più grande? la morte&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;il difetto peggiore? il malumore&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;la persona più pericolosa? quella che mente&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;il sentimento più brutto? il rancore&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;l regalo più bello? il perdono&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;quello indispensabile? la famiglia&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;la rotta migliore? la via giusta&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;la sensazione più piacevole? la pace interiore&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;l'accoglienza migliore? il sorriso&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;la miglior medicina?l'ottimismo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;la sodisfazione più grande? il dovere compiuto&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;la forza più grande? la fede&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;la cosa più bella del mondo? l'amore&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4493966633202846035&amp;page=RSS%3a+23+domande+e+23+risposte&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=trudyeccomi"&gt;</description><comments>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!213.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!213.entry</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2006 18:56:22 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!213/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!213.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-02-10T18:56:22Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>vita</title><link>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!119.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600" size=4&gt;la vita non si basa su una quantità di respiri, ma su momenti che accendono i respiri..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff" size=4&gt;ciò che c'è di più amaro nel dolore di oggi è il ricordo della gioia di ieri...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size=4&gt;nella vita puoi fuggire dall'amore, ma non puoi fuggire da te stesso...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc00" size=4&gt;la vita è come un grande albero di natale c'è sempre qualcuno che rompe le palle...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4493966633202846035&amp;page=RSS%3a+vita&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=trudyeccomi"&gt;</description><comments>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!119.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!119.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2006 17:21:25 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!119/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!119.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-02-06T17:21:25Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>ahhh l'amore</title><link>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!116.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size=7&gt;se nella quieta esistenza arriva all'improvviso un ciclone, ti parla d'amore, ti sconvolge la vita e poi se ne va senza un perchè non odiarlo perchè ti ha devastato l'anima, raccogli i cocci della tua delusione e guarda l'orizzonte...presto ti apparirà l'arcobaleno!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4493966633202846035&amp;page=RSS%3a+ahhh+l'amore&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=trudyeccomi"&gt;</description><comments>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!116.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!116.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2006 17:07:49 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!116/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!116.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-02-06T17:07:49Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>finchè c'è vita c'è speranza</title><link>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!114.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font size=7&gt;la speranza è l'ultima a morire, ma la prima a prenderti per il culo..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4493966633202846035&amp;page=RSS%3a+finch%c3%a8+c'%c3%a8+vita+c'%c3%a8+speranza&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=trudyeccomi"&gt;</description><comments>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!114.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!114.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2006 16:57:37 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!114/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!114.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-02-06T16:57:37Z</dcterms:modified></item><item><title>parole</title><link>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!111.entry</link><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff" size=4&gt;alla fine, non ricorderemo le parole dei nostri nemici, ma i silenzi dei nostri amici..(MARTIN LUTHER KING)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://c.services.spaces.live.com/CollectionWebService/c.gif?cid=-4493966633202846035&amp;page=RSS%3a+parole&amp;referrer=" width="1px" height="1px" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;img style="position:absolute" alt="" width="0px" height="0px" src="http://c.live.com/c.gif?NC=31263&amp;amp;NA=1149&amp;amp;PI=73329&amp;amp;RF=&amp;amp;DI=3919&amp;amp;PS=85545&amp;amp;TP=trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com&amp;amp;GT1=trudyeccomi"&gt;</description><comments>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!111.entry#comment</comments><guid isPermaLink="true">http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!111.entry</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2006 16:45:54 GMT</pubDate><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><msn:type>blogentry</msn:type><live:type>blogentry</live:type><live:typelabel>Blog entry</live:typelabel><wfw:commentRss>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!111/comments/feed.rss</wfw:commentRss><wfw:comment>http://trudyeccomi.spaces.live.com/Blog/cns!C1A239283B7C76AD!111.entry#comment</wfw:comment><dcterms:modified>2006-02-06T16:45:54Z</dcterms:modified></item></channel></rss>