tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6019871473064176602012-01-23T18:02:56.716+01:00...Éloge de la Liberté...Petit Ange...http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003093112901408729noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601987147306417660.post-73745894819001104572010-02-26T05:28:00.006+01:002010-02-26T05:47:37.914+01:00<div style="text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >"Je vous écris de loin,<br />d'un pays merveilleux</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >où les choses vous parlent<br />quand on ferme les yeux</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >La chambre que j'habite<br />est chambre de voleur</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >car j'abrite la vie,<br />le temps, les heures"<br /><br /></span></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XuhD-2lmggI/S4dP171u6WI/AAAAAAAAFeY/iBWsAvURg4M/s1600-h/magicmomentpetitange.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XuhD-2lmggI/S4dP171u6WI/AAAAAAAAFeY/iBWsAvURg4M/s400/magicmomentpetitange.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442406462715259234" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;">...C'est dans la connaissance des conditions authentiques<br />de notre vie qu'il nous faut puiser<br />la force de vivre et des raisons d'agir...<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Petit Ange</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601987147306417660-7374589481900110457?l=alexventdusud.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Petit Ange...http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003093112901408729noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601987147306417660.post-60869000344847788042010-02-15T05:21:00.011+01:002010-02-15T05:41:31.226+01:00<div style="text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">"Si le rythme </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">de l'océan m'attire</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">C'est parce qu'il a mon cœur </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">dans sa main"</span></span><br /></span></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XuhD-2lmggI/S3jMgx19HNI/AAAAAAAAFdo/ElasEtdN1D4/s1600-h/4S___Remember_this_place___by_protogeny.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 116px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XuhD-2lmggI/S3jMgx19HNI/AAAAAAAAFdo/ElasEtdN1D4/s400/4S___Remember_this_place___by_protogeny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438321413557394642" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">"J'ai entendu une vieille voix dire<br />Ne t'éloigne pas du pays<br />Les saisons ont leurs mystères<br />Aucun Mortel ne peut comprendre"</span></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XuhD-2lmggI/S3jOKHPa4UI/AAAAAAAAFdw/z607nvsdLc8/s1600-h/b68e8175186100aef8df82e0d303e8f8.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XuhD-2lmggI/S3jOKHPa4UI/AAAAAAAAFdw/z607nvsdLc8/s400/b68e8175186100aef8df82e0d303e8f8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438323223187611970" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family:courier new;">...Pour se rappeler qu'on a un cœur<br />et qu'on est vivant à l'intérieur...</span></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Petit Ange</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601987147306417660-6086900034484778804?l=alexventdusud.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Petit Ange...http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003093112901408729noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601987147306417660.post-52683041557341115902010-01-03T15:25:00.007+01:002010-01-16T05:51:54.510+01:00<div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:130%;">"Nos vies<br />sont constituées de moments fugaces<br />Nous les traversons comme des villes<br />au bord d'une autoroute<br />Mais, parfois,<br />nous nous apercevons<br />que nous sommes entrain<br />de vivre quelque chose de différent,<br />d'exceptionnel<br />Ces instants là durent<br />une éternité et sont inoubliables"</span><br /></span></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XuhD-2lmggI/Sz9pQQElqdI/AAAAAAAAFb8/BgEcM_OXUPM/s1600-h/rocking_chair_by_isthisdesire.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XuhD-2lmggI/Sz9pQQElqdI/AAAAAAAAFb8/BgEcM_OXUPM/s400/rocking_chair_by_isthisdesire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422168204290402770" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Attendre c'est être entre l'immobilité et l'espoir</span><br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:78%;">[ Pauline Michel ]<br />Les Yeux d'eau </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601987147306417660-5268304155734111590?l=alexventdusud.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Petit Ange...http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003093112901408729noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601987147306417660.post-59063505215150344422009-12-28T08:09:00.011+01:002010-01-16T05:53:27.518+01:00<div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">..."Voir, entendre, aimer<br />La vie est un cadeau dont je défais<br />les ficelles chaque matin,<br />Au réveil"...<br /></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XuhD-2lmggI/SzhZxOK83AI/AAAAAAAAFYk/3P-UdyNDqtE/s1600-h/my_heart_on_a_string_by_crayolascoloringbook.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XuhD-2lmggI/SzhZxOK83AI/AAAAAAAAFYk/3P-UdyNDqtE/s400/my_heart_on_a_string_by_crayolascoloringbook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420180853692881922" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Je serais près de toi<br />On passerait des jours ensemble<br />Assis sous le même toit<br />J’aurais le choix<br />Le sort si capricieux<br />Ne nous vois même pas<br /><br />En secret on se verrait<br />Dehors sans lumière<br />Je te dirais combien tu m’a manqué<br />Mais que je devais changer d’air<br />J’écrirais encore des mots<br />Sur le frigidaire<br />Toi tu me maudirais<br />Mais le ferais pour me plaire<br /></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Julie Zenatti</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601987147306417660-5906350521515034442?l=alexventdusud.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Petit Ange...http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003093112901408729noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601987147306417660.post-4291083110213560972009-12-27T09:31:00.016+01:002010-01-16T05:53:50.361+01:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;" >"Non ce n'est pas un rêve</span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;" >Vie je t'aime</span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;" >Je Vœux être "</span><br /><br /><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XuhD-2lmggI/Szcf-j4vCgI/AAAAAAAAFX0/MNSHU9BtWt4/s1600-h/Merry_Christmas_by_Blood_Of_A_Pirate.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XuhD-2lmggI/Szcf-j4vCgI/AAAAAAAAFX0/MNSHU9BtWt4/s400/Merry_Christmas_by_Blood_Of_A_Pirate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419835836209236482" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Il fait assez froid dehors mais tout va bien<br />Parce que c'est l'époque de Noël<br />Alors laisse la neige commencer à tomber<br />Pour décorer la ville<br />L'époque de Noël est si jolie, j'aime<br /><br />La maison est remplie d'acclamations<br />Parce que nous sommes tous là<br />En train d'essayer de deviner<br />quels cadeaux nous avons reçu cette année<br />Les enfants ne peuvent pas attendre de voir<br />Si Père Noël avait laissé une boîte brillante<br />sous le sapin de Noël<br /></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XuhD-2lmggI/SzcglqHtskI/AAAAAAAAFYE/t0u7YrXwmmI/s1600-h/Sweet_Christmas_by_mnoo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XuhD-2lmggI/SzcglqHtskI/AAAAAAAAFYE/t0u7YrXwmmI/s400/Sweet_Christmas_by_mnoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419836507897573954" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601987147306417660-429108311021356097?l=alexventdusud.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Petit Ange...http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003093112901408729noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601987147306417660.post-81091522949567667532009-12-11T06:40:00.003+01:002009-12-11T06:44:45.953+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XuhD-2lmggI/SyHbeMdfMpI/AAAAAAAAFT0/FMrFIgMZ3bQ/s1600-h/Alexandra_Retro_Rachael07-vi.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XuhD-2lmggI/SyHbeMdfMpI/AAAAAAAAFT0/FMrFIgMZ3bQ/s400/Alexandra_Retro_Rachael07-vi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413849538863510162" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;">...Marche face au soleil<br />sans craindre la brulure du bonheur<br />et laisse ton ombre lutter<br />contre les ténèbres dans ton dos...<br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Li.Cam<br />(l'ombre de l'arbre abattu)<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601987147306417660-8109152294956766753?l=alexventdusud.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Petit Ange...http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003093112901408729noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601987147306417660.post-69933347720982883172009-12-04T06:51:00.000+01:002009-12-04T07:06:40.426+01:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Le vent du changement n'est en fait qu'une brise matinale,<br />juste assez forte pour faire danser les rideaux.<br />Elle apporte alors le parfum subtil des fleurs des champs,<br />tapies dans les herbes folles.</span></div><div style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;">- <em>John Steinbeck </em>-<br /><br /><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XuhD-2lmggI/SximUgezLAI/AAAAAAAAFPU/FYVlo-x-rgw/s1600-h/fenetre-ouverte-maison_3203_w560.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XuhD-2lmggI/SximUgezLAI/AAAAAAAAFPU/FYVlo-x-rgw/s400/fenetre-ouverte-maison_3203_w560.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411257823532362754" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601987147306417660-6993334772098288317?l=alexventdusud.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Petit Ange...http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003093112901408729noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601987147306417660.post-24875358440523851232009-12-03T21:53:00.000+01:002009-12-03T22:07:55.341+01:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Il y a une marée dans les affaires des hommes,<br />prise dans son flux elle porte au succès.<br />Mais si l'on manque sa chance,<br />le grand voyage de la vie s'échoue misérablement sur le sable.<br />Or aujourd'hui nous sommes à marée haute.<br />Prenons le flot tant qu'il est favorable ou tout ce que l'on a risqué sera perdu...<br /><br />Jules César</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601987147306417660-2487535844052385123?l=alexventdusud.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Petit Ange...http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003093112901408729noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601987147306417660.post-73421044026029943482009-11-15T11:56:00.000+01:002009-11-15T23:43:29.714+01:00<div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Faut-il s'en souvenir ou ne garder que l'essentiel ?<br />Les détails font partie de notre vie quoi qu'on en dise.<br />La preuve...</span><br /></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XuhD-2lmggI/Sv_euKVCrLI/AAAAAAAAFLQ/o2Xni7Pl3FE/s1600-h/arbre_10.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XuhD-2lmggI/Sv_euKVCrLI/AAAAAAAAFLQ/o2Xni7Pl3FE/s400/arbre_10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404282962495843506" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601987147306417660-7342104402602994348?l=alexventdusud.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Petit Ange...http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003093112901408729noreply@blogger.com3