<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037</id><updated>2011-11-28T01:15:39.457+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosas</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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que recordárselo: &lt;i&gt;Cuando alguien asume un cargo público, debe considerarse a sí mismo como propiedad pública&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-3838503072482617902?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/3838503072482617902/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=3838503072482617902' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/3838503072482617902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/3838503072482617902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-7050782683805662348</id><published>2010-12-13T13:40:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T13:40:14.933+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vive como si fueras a morir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-7050782683805662348?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/7050782683805662348/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=7050782683805662348' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/7050782683805662348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/7050782683805662348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/12/vive-como-si-fueras-morir.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-4051293796691586660</id><published>2010-11-28T10:42:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T10:47:15.050+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahora que estamos en plena reforma universitaria sería buena recordar lo que Jean-Claude Michea escribió hace unos años: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Desde la perspectiva capitalista, le reforma ideal será la que logre convertir, lo más rápidamente posible, a cada estudiante en un cretino militante&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/2970832701078688037-4051293796691586660?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/4051293796691586660/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=4051293796691586660' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=3186369004480493275' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/3186369004480493275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/3186369004480493275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/11/la-melancolia-suena-un-pasado-que-nunca.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-1922880410442647772</id><published>2010-11-05T08:26:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T08:29:39.531+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mi paisano Juan Bas escribió hace un  tiempo que  &lt;i&gt;Más educación y menos sinceridad necesita el mundo&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial; color:red"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/2970832701078688037-1922880410442647772?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/1922880410442647772/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-5551355713700141651</id><published>2010-11-05T08:25:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T08:25:57.906+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>El infierno siempre son los otros.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-5551355713700141651?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/5551355713700141651/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=5551355713700141651' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5551355713700141651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5551355713700141651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/11/el-infierno-siempre-son-los-otros.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-564117485552117714</id><published>2010-11-05T08:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T08:23:58.418+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rara vez las palabras moribundas dicen la verdad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-8202533074622123934</id><published>2010-09-21T16:52:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T16:54:45.094+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Demuestren iniciativa y hagan lo que asegura Michel de Montaigne (1533-1592), hace cientos de años, en sus &lt;i&gt;Ensayos&lt;/i&gt;: &lt;i&gt;No tengo regla alguna que no haya ido variando según los acontecimientos&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-8202533074622123934?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-279557386806012770</id><published>2010-09-21T16:50:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T16:51:36.556+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vivimos en un mundo &lt;i&gt;Blade Runner&lt;/i&gt;: sólo los replicantes se interesan por las respuestas a las preguntas importantes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-279557386806012770?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/279557386806012770/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=279557386806012770' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/279557386806012770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/279557386806012770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/09/vivimos-en-un-mundo-blade-runner-solo.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-8097123939144403951</id><published>2010-09-21T16:49:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T16:50:41.120+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Por miedo a equivocarnos, en vez de arriesgar por lo bueno, nos castigamos con lo malo (conocido).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-8097123939144403951?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/8097123939144403951/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=8097123939144403951' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/8097123939144403951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/8097123939144403951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/09/por-miedo-equivocarnos-en-vez-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-6325124018105938540</id><published>2010-09-19T10:57:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T10:59:09.787+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>En nuestro trato con los demás debemos tener en cuenta lo que escribió &lt;a href="http://www.mundocitas.com/biografia/Emile+Chartier/Alain"&gt;Alain &lt;/a&gt;hace años: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nada es más peligroso que una idea cuando no se tiene más que una.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/2970832701078688037-6325124018105938540?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/6325124018105938540/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=6325124018105938540' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/6325124018105938540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/6325124018105938540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/09/en-nuestro-trato-con-los-demas-debemos.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-7837842482815432341</id><published>2010-09-19T10:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T10:56:09.406+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Es terrible, pero en el amor nada se aprende y nada se olvida, hayas vivido lo que hayas vivido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-7837842482815432341?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/7837842482815432341/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=7837842482815432341' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/7837842482815432341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/7837842482815432341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/09/es-terrible-pero-en-el-amor-nada-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-9033770624364631198</id><published>2010-09-19T10:54:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T10:55:19.327+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No es la ciencia la que ha sustituido a Dios en nuestra sociedad; es la fe en la ciencia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-9033770624364631198?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/9033770624364631198/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=9033770624364631198' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/9033770624364631198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/9033770624364631198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-es-la-ciencia-la-que-ha-sustituido.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-6717097791332567556</id><published>2010-09-17T10:57:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T10:59:11.363+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hace unos días, en el diario &lt;em&gt;El País&lt;/em&gt;, el filósofo Reyes Maté afirmaba que &lt;em&gt;El poder de las ideas poco tiene que ver con la verdad que contengan; su poder depende de quienes las apadrinen&lt;/em&gt;. Creo que Sarkozy nos lo acaba de demostrar en la práctica.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-6717097791332567556?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/6717097791332567556/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=6717097791332567556' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/6717097791332567556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/6717097791332567556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/09/hace-unos-dias-en-el-diario-el-pais-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-7854620643635684225</id><published>2010-09-17T10:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T10:57:25.900+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>De vez en cuando hay que dejar que escapen todos los sueños de nuestra vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-7854620643635684225?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/7854620643635684225/comments/default' title='Enviar 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-3098120035137642708</id><published>2010-09-17T10:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T10:56:19.666+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ni siquiera la muerte me quiatará lo que he vivido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-3098120035137642708?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/3098120035137642708/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=3098120035137642708' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/3098120035137642708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/3098120035137642708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/09/ni-siquiera-la-muerte-me-quiatara-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-7958539680789740654</id><published>2010-09-02T18:38:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T18:39:00.566+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tiene razón Antonio Gala cuando escribe que &lt;em&gt;Es triste no usar el corazón nada más que para morir&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-7958539680789740654?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/7958539680789740654/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=7958539680789740654' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/7958539680789740654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/7958539680789740654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/09/tiene-razon-antonio-gala-cuando-escribe.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-8497852255057411716</id><published>2010-09-02T18:35:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T18:37:49.625+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Es curioso: si uno de izquierdas es un cabrón, deja de ser de izquierdas para los de izquierdas; si uno de derechas es un cabrón, es normal, es lo esperado por los de izquierdas, pues así son los de derechas para los de izquierdas. Y viceversa todo lo dicho para los de derechas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-8497852255057411716?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/8497852255057411716/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=8497852255057411716' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/8497852255057411716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/8497852255057411716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/09/es-curioso-si-uno-de-izquierdas-es-un.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-1691312140199535780</id><published>2010-09-02T18:34:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T18:34:39.769+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La rutina tiene sus ventajas pues permite soñar con otros mundos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-1691312140199535780?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/1691312140199535780/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=1691312140199535780' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/1691312140199535780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/1691312140199535780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/09/la-rutina-tiene-sus-ventajas-pues.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-3660467463156354483</id><published>2010-08-28T08:28:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T08:34:53.980+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahora que se habla tanto de fútbol, leamos lo que escribió un maestro, Albert Camus: &lt;i&gt;Todo cuanto sé con mayor certeza sobre la moral y las obligaciones de los hombres, se lo debo al fútbol&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-3660467463156354483?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/3660467463156354483/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=3660467463156354483' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/3660467463156354483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/3660467463156354483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/08/ahora-que-se-habla-tanto-de-futbol.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-4968762388686457148</id><published>2010-08-28T08:27:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T08:28:38.122+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Buscamos certezas, que rara vez existen, y esa búsqueda nos convierte en inflexibles y dogmáticos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-4968762388686457148?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/4968762388686457148/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=4968762388686457148' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/4968762388686457148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/4968762388686457148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/08/buscamos-certezas-que-rara-vez-existen.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-1879447511149498811</id><published>2010-08-28T08:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T08:27:38.930+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Todas nuestras necesidades son, en realidad, esperanzas, o viceversa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-1879447511149498811?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/1879447511149498811/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=1879447511149498811' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/1879447511149498811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/1879447511149498811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/08/todas-nuestras-necesidades-son-en.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-3810975697387769213</id><published>2010-08-16T15:13:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T15:22:27.264+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hace ya casi dos siglos que Thomas Macaulay nos avisó de que &lt;i&gt;Cuando la lucha entre facciones es intensa, el político se interesa, no por todo el pueblo, sino por el sector al que pertenece; los demás son, a su juicio, extranjeros, enemigos, incluso piratas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-3810975697387769213?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/3810975697387769213/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=3810975697387769213' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/3810975697387769213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/3810975697387769213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/08/hace-ya-casi-dos-siglos-que-thomas.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-472451116948928177</id><published>2010-08-16T15:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T15:13:22.165+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Él no te engañó; se engañó a sí mismo sobre quien era la mujer de su vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-472451116948928177?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/472451116948928177/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-6715541770301626836</id><published>2010-08-16T15:10:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T15:10:27.134+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La muerte no es algo de lo que uno pueda arrepentirse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-6715541770301626836?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/6715541770301626836/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=6715541770301626836' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/6715541770301626836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/6715541770301626836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/08/la-muerte-no-es-algo-de-lo-que-uno.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-5502490586800415094</id><published>2010-08-15T08:55:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T09:09:40.799+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Da para pensar lo que, en la película &lt;i&gt;El hombre sin sombra&lt;/i&gt;, nos dice Kevin Bacon: &lt;i&gt;Es increíble lo que puedes hacer cuando no tienes que mirarte más en el espejo.&lt;/i&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/2970832701078688037-5502490586800415094?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/5502490586800415094/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=5502490586800415094' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5502490586800415094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5502490586800415094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/08/da-para-pensar-lo-que-en-la-pelicula-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-4937801959750960539</id><published>2010-08-15T08:52:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T08:54:21.602+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Los jóvenes tardan tanto en madurar que, para cuando lo hacen, ya pertenecen a la tercera edad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-4937801959750960539?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-6083201768623177306</id><published>2010-08-15T08:52:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T08:52:37.888+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Predecir el pasado es lo único que hacen bien los economistas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-6083201768623177306?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/6083201768623177306/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=6083201768623177306' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/6083201768623177306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/6083201768623177306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/08/predecir-el-pasado-es-lo-unico-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-900383926186708815</id><published>2010-08-12T12:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T12:49:42.807+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nos lo aclaró Marcel Proust cuando escribió que &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', georgia, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;A cierta edad, un poco por amor propio, otro poco por picardia, las cosas que más deseamos son las que fingimos no desear&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/2970832701078688037-900383926186708815?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/900383926186708815/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=900383926186708815' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/900383926186708815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/900383926186708815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/08/nos-lo-aclaro-marcel-proust-cuando.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-8462759226731175330</id><published>2010-08-12T12:36:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T12:37:31.378+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>El pasado se nutre del presente, y de nuestros recuerdos, y si cambia el presente, y nuestros recuerdos, se modifica el pasado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-8462759226731175330?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/8462759226731175330/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=8462759226731175330' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/8462759226731175330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/8462759226731175330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/08/el-pasado-se-nutre-del-presente-y-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-327215141079174218</id><published>2010-08-12T12:34:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T12:35:40.209+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No recuerdo quién fue el que escribió que hay que vivir esféricamente, en todas direcciones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-327215141079174218?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/327215141079174218/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=327215141079174218' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/327215141079174218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/327215141079174218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/08/no-recuerdo-quien-fue-el-que-escribio.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-5178733603478116699</id><published>2010-07-26T17:06:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T17:18:33.538+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>¿Recuerdan &lt;em&gt;Los Simpsons&lt;/em&gt;? Pues aplíquense el consejo de Bart: &lt;em&gt;Multiplícate por cero&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-5178733603478116699?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/5178733603478116699/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=5178733603478116699' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5178733603478116699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5178733603478116699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/07/recuerdan-los-simpsons-pues-apliquense.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-5539608015559030569</id><published>2010-07-26T17:05:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T17:06:24.236+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La vida es para vivirla y no para quejarse de cómo la hemos vivido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-5539608015559030569?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/5539608015559030569/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=5539608015559030569' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5539608015559030569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5539608015559030569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/07/la-vida-es-para-vivirla-y-no-para.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-5671332667033666351</id><published>2010-07-26T17:05:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T17:05:38.608+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Duerme, o despierta; da igual, el fin del mundo ha llegado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-5671332667033666351?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/5671332667033666351/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=5671332667033666351' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5671332667033666351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5671332667033666351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/07/duerme-o-despierta-da-igual-el-fin-del.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-8433845306724500256</id><published>2010-07-17T11:28:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T11:30:51.515+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Por si nos entusiasmamos por algo con exceso, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://donswaim.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ambrose Bierce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; nos avisa que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sólo hay una manera de no hacer nada, y muchas maneras de hacer algo, y entre estas una sola es correcta.&lt;/span&gt;&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/2970832701078688037-8433845306724500256?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/8433845306724500256/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=8433845306724500256' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/8433845306724500256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/8433845306724500256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/07/por-si-nos-entusiasmamos-por-algo-con.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-2272844741227080252</id><published>2010-07-17T11:25:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T11:25:58.735+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>El recuerdo es imposible; al hacerlo, reescribimos el pasado a nuestra conveniencia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-2272844741227080252?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/2272844741227080252/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=2272844741227080252' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/2272844741227080252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/2272844741227080252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/07/el-recuerdo-es-imposible-al-hacerlo.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-405865487466521162</id><published>2010-07-17T11:24:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T11:24:55.761+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La vida es una búsqueda desesperada de una caricia de otra piel en mi piel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-405865487466521162?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/405865487466521162/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=405865487466521162' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/405865487466521162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/405865487466521162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/07/la-vida-es-una-busqueda-desesperada-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-9088485335843299145</id><published>2010-06-12T11:08:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T11:12:13.770+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cibernous.com/autores/voltaire/teoria/biografia.html"&gt;Voltaire &lt;/a&gt;ya nos avisó de que &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;El secreto de aburrir a la gente es decirlo todo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/2970832701078688037-9088485335843299145?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/9088485335843299145/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=9088485335843299145' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/9088485335843299145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/9088485335843299145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/06/voltaire-ya-nos-aviso-de-que-el-secreto.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-6161449089554134022</id><published>2010-06-12T11:08:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T11:08:45.021+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Todavía hay muchos ingenuos que no alcanzan a comprender lo enorme y confuso que es el mundo en que vivimos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-6161449089554134022?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/6161449089554134022/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=6161449089554134022' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/6161449089554134022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/6161449089554134022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/06/todavia-hay-muchos-ingenuos-que-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-6031733795290505669</id><published>2010-06-12T11:07:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T11:07:47.859+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Los tiempos cambian, las personas cambian; el pasado es un mundo que ya no existe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-6031733795290505669?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/6031733795290505669/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=6031733795290505669' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/6031733795290505669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/6031733795290505669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/06/los-tiempos-cambian-las-personas.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-5815757301388471110</id><published>2010-06-01T10:29:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T10:31:41.701+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Más &lt;a href="http://www.elpais.com/articulo/narrativa/Esplendido/Montaigne/elpepuculbab/20071215elpbabnar_5/Tes"&gt;Montaigne&lt;/a&gt;, que siempre merece la pena: &lt;em&gt;Valoro en poco mis ideas, pero valoro igual las de los demás&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-5815757301388471110?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/5815757301388471110/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=5815757301388471110' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5815757301388471110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5815757301388471110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/06/mas-montaigne-que-siempre-merece-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-5530834079987136638</id><published>2010-06-01T10:28:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T10:29:30.524+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Si te hacen daño, ten en cuenta que las cicatrices que quedan te indican de dónde vienes pero no a dónde vas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-5530834079987136638?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/5530834079987136638/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=5530834079987136638' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5530834079987136638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5530834079987136638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/06/si-te-hacen-dano-ten-en-cuenta-que-las.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-7508569658465009098</id><published>2010-06-01T10:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T10:28:30.357+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cuando uno se siente solo, el peor consuelo es una silla vacía.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-7508569658465009098?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/7508569658465009098/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-7122163424305049689</id><published>2010-05-26T08:50:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T08:51:41.925+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ya lo dijo &lt;a href="http://personal.us.es/jnr/mnt/index.html"&gt;Montaigne &lt;/a&gt;hace muchos años y ahora es tiempo de aplicarlo: &lt;i&gt;Es para mí un placer desinteresarme de los asuntos de los demás&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-7122163424305049689?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/7122163424305049689/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-5889372820956124033</id><published>2010-05-26T08:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T08:50:01.161+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La mejor conversación se da cuando los que conversan saben estar callados.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-5889372820956124033?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/5889372820956124033/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=5889372820956124033' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5889372820956124033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5889372820956124033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/05/la-mejor-conversacion-se-da-cuando-los.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-887040306853273841</id><published>2010-05-26T08:48:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T08:48:57.979+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Para ser un presuntuoso hay que ser inteligente sólo cuando es necesario.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-887040306853273841?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/887040306853273841/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=887040306853273841' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/887040306853273841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/887040306853273841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/05/para-ser-un-presuntuoso-hay-que-ser.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-3562820146794957354</id><published>2010-05-17T13:30:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T13:32:13.006+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La escritora israelí &lt;a href="http://libros.libertaddigital.com/la-obra-truncada-de-batya-gur-1276230270.html"&gt;Batya Gur &lt;/a&gt;nos avisa de que &lt;em&gt;Cuando uno está metido en la mierda, no ve nada&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-3562820146794957354?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-7719710749650287475</id><published>2010-05-17T13:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T13:30:22.147+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Estoy donde tú estés, pero hay cosas que no se pueden compartir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-7719710749650287475?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/7719710749650287475/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=7719710749650287475' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-2006139850521900930?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/2006139850521900930/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=2006139850521900930' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/2006139850521900930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/2006139850521900930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/05/cada-vez-estoy-mas-convencido-de-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-6616154412924988100</id><published>2010-05-09T11:47:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T11:51:04.026+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Del actor &lt;a href="http://www.alohacriticon.com/elcriticon/article259.html"&gt;Peter Ustinov&lt;/a&gt; y dedicado a tanto científico experto que nos aconseja como debemos vivir (y morir):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lo último que podrá oírse antes de que el mundo explote será la voz de un experto diciendo que es técnicamente imposible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-6616154412924988100?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/6616154412924988100/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=6616154412924988100' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-3653128325566732499</id><published>2010-05-09T11:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T11:46:11.809+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vivió como un gilipollas y murió por una estupidez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-3653128325566732499?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/3653128325566732499/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-3928856549615352887</id><published>2010-05-01T11:01:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T11:02:40.279+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.antroposmoderno.com/antro-articulo.php?id_articulo=291"&gt;San Agustín&lt;/a&gt;, hace ya quince siglos, afirmó que &lt;i&gt;Si no crees en ello, no lo entenderás&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-3928856549615352887?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/3928856549615352887/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-7668475299681627751</id><published>2010-05-01T10:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T11:00:33.127+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Los momentos que definen una vida nunca han sido planeados.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-7668475299681627751?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/7668475299681627751/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=7668475299681627751' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-5710624859888257870</id><published>2010-04-27T12:12:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T12:13:58.863+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>José Antonio Marina, en su &lt;em&gt;Ética para náufragos&lt;/em&gt;, nos dice que &lt;em&gt;Hago lo que quiero no por gusto, sino por deber. Es decir, no por lo que siento, sino por lo que pienso&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-5710624859888257870?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/5710624859888257870/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=5710624859888257870' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5710624859888257870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5710624859888257870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/04/jose-antonio-marina-en-su-etica-para.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-7371471476878195811</id><published>2010-04-27T12:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T12:12:19.018+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Los borrachos dan pena porque muestran una triste pérdida de dignidad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-7371471476878195811?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-1193232632117848673</id><published>2010-04-27T12:09:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T12:11:02.086+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tontos, lo que se dice tontos, hay pocos, pero todos sucumbimos a menudo a la irresistible tentación de hacer el tonto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-1193232632117848673?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/1193232632117848673/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=1193232632117848673' title='0 comentarios'/><link 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href="http://www.e-torredebabel.com/OrtegayGasset/OrtegayGasset.htm"&gt;Ortega y Gasset&lt;/a&gt; nos dió una patada de realismo cuando escribió que &lt;em&gt;No es uno quien debe ser consecuente con sus ideas, sino sus ideas quienes deben ser consecuentes con la realidad&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-547975627358325730?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/547975627358325730/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=547975627358325730' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/547975627358325730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/547975627358325730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/04/ortega-y-gasset-nos-dio-una-patada-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-998605740688699303</id><published>2010-04-23T10:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T10:35:03.995+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quizá todo el problema esté en que los jóvenes quieren hacer y los viejos quieren pensar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-7902197203039040000</id><published>2010-04-23T10:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T10:34:27.814+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hay quien anda, hay quien corre, hay quien tropieza y hay quien empuja.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-7902197203039040000?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/7902197203039040000/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-7629182798313937910</id><published>2010-04-22T11:20:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T11:24:30.525+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La admirada &lt;a href="http://www.madonna.com/"&gt;Madonna &lt;/a&gt;declaró hace poco que &lt;em&gt;Los jóvenes no saben muy bien lo que hacen, pero lo hacen toda la noche.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-7629182798313937910?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/7629182798313937910/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-6808880511336796592</id><published>2010-04-22T11:19:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T11:19:57.634+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>El carácter de cada uno marca todo lo que hacemos en la vida; no somos así para unas cosas y asá para otras.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-6808880511336796592?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/6808880511336796592/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=6808880511336796592' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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que eso de &lt;em&gt;mens sana in corpore sano&lt;/em&gt; es una solemne tontería.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-3921940166297805808?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/3921940166297805808/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=3921940166297805808' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/3921940166297805808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/3921940166297805808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/04/los-deportistas-profesionales-actuales.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-6824531871299521052</id><published>2010-04-21T11:09:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T11:14:39.293+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>En &lt;em&gt;El País Semanal&lt;/em&gt; del 17 de enero de este año, la actriz &lt;a href="http://www.publispain.com/camerondiaz/"&gt;Cameron Diaz &lt;/a&gt;nos contaba su &lt;em&gt;american way of life&lt;/em&gt;, tan parecido al de tantos otros: &lt;em&gt;Nunca he tenido ningún plan. Ni artístico ni personal. Lo que tengo, ni lo he pedido ni lo he buscado. Me ha llegado porque las cosas han venido así. Llámale destino si quieres. Pero las cosas son así y ésa es mi filosofía de vida. Ni me arrepiento de nada de lo que he hecho, ni me preocupa lo que no he hecho. Lo único que me importa es haber vivido cada momento.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-6824531871299521052?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/6824531871299521052/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=6824531871299521052' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/6824531871299521052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/6824531871299521052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-6100437960616840618</id><published>2010-04-21T11:08:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T11:08:31.710+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Para una pregunta complicada siempre se puede encontrar una respuesta sencilla: sí o no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-6100437960616840618?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/6100437960616840618/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=6100437960616840618' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/6100437960616840618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/6100437960616840618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/04/para-una-pregunta-complicada-siempre-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-6718438973961785717</id><published>2010-04-15T11:06:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T11:08:50.801+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Si uno se equivoca debe hacer como &lt;a href="http://www.psicomundo.org/freud/"&gt;Sigmund Freud &lt;/a&gt;al afirmar que &lt;em&gt;Eso era correcto entonces&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-6718438973961785717?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/6718438973961785717/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=6718438973961785717' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/6718438973961785717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/6718438973961785717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/04/si-uno-se-equivoca-debe-hacer-como.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-674745122119759917</id><published>2010-04-15T11:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T11:06:16.428+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>En la vida no he hecho otra cosa que luchar por estar satisfecho con lo que hago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-674745122119759917?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-2211551687049553588</id><published>2010-04-15T11:04:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T11:05:04.415+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Si eres egoísta debes saber que la amabilidad es uno de los recursos más eficaces en el trato con los demás.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-2211551687049553588?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/2211551687049553588/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=2211551687049553588' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;La tierra que me vió nacer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no está. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No es que ya no exista,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;es que nunca fue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jamás la vi,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no me vio nacer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ninguna tierra me vio nacer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Las tierras no se fijaron en mi:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ni yo en ellas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-3501698951490155166?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/3501698951490155166/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=3501698951490155166' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/3501698951490155166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/3501698951490155166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/01/la-poetisa-mexicana-mercedes-suarez.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-7677554868658125324</id><published>2010-01-24T17:50:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T17:51:22.671+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Si quieres pensar, piensa, pero no escribas si temes que alguien sepa lo que piensas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-7677554868658125324?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/7677554868658125324/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=7677554868658125324' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/7677554868658125324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/7677554868658125324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/01/si-quieres-pensar-piensa-pero-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-7326753812196427913</id><published>2010-01-24T17:48:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T17:49:58.100+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Con la fe algunos dicen que mueven montañas; contra la fe, no hay quien mueva ni un grano de arena. Así son los fanáticos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-7326753812196427913?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/7326753812196427913/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=7326753812196427913' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/7326753812196427913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/7326753812196427913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/01/con-la-fe-algunos-dicen-que-mueven.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-4179874178455597809</id><published>2010-01-07T11:40:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T11:44:12.222+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La actual crisis económica ya nos la explicaron hace setenta años dos enviados soviéticos a París que, en la película &lt;a href="http://www.alohacriticon.com/elcriticon/article933.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ninotchka&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.lubitsch.com/"&gt;Ernest Lubitsch&lt;/a&gt;, 1939), afirmaron: &lt;em&gt;Método capitalista: acumular millones sufriendo pérdida tras pérdida&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-7468416236947812563</id><published>2010-01-07T11:37:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T11:38:52.494+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>El mayor error de los jóvenes, pero que para el éxito de nuestra especie es esencial, es creerse únicos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-7468416236947812563?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/7468416236947812563/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=7468416236947812563' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://www.howardgardner.com/"&gt;Howard Gardner &lt;/a&gt;escribió que &lt;em&gt;Nada es más aburrido que la constante novedad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-8615467699121577742?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/8615467699121577742/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=8615467699121577742' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/8615467699121577742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/8615467699121577742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2010/01/en-su-libro-mentes-flexibles-howard.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-8511347850147884101</id><published>2010-01-04T12:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T12:42:12.313+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Agota pensar un poco más de lo habitual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-8511347850147884101?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-4824990042840906762</id><published>2010-01-04T12:41:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T12:41:29.218+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Es difícil mentir a quien no le importa si dices la verdad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-4824990042840906762?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/4824990042840906762/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=4824990042840906762' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Agustín&lt;/a&gt; afirmó con rotundidad que &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Si nadie me lo pregunta, lo sé, pero, si tengo que explicarlo, entonces ya no lo sé&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/2970832701078688037-1700827607036295737?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/1700827607036295737/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=1700827607036295737' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/1700827607036295737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/1700827607036295737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2009/12/hace-no-muchos-anos-howard-gardner.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-773334737489114980</id><published>2009-12-27T16:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T16:48:17.802+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>El error de la educación actual es que ni nos hace cultos ni nos hace sensatos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-773334737489114980?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/773334737489114980/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=773334737489114980' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/773334737489114980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/773334737489114980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2009/12/el-error-de-la-educacion-actual-es-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-7192027044694125612</id><published>2009-12-27T16:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T16:47:18.561+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Declarar que nunca se miente es, con toda seguridad, una mentira.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-7192027044694125612?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/7192027044694125612/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-3949889629152601808</id><published>2009-12-14T12:56:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T12:59:11.037+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me parece que muchos políticos no saben que &lt;a href="http://www.artehistoria.jcyl.es/historia/personajes/4450.htm"&gt;Cicerón &lt;/a&gt;aseguró que &lt;em&gt;Nada es tan popular como la bondad&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-3949889629152601808?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/3949889629152601808/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-5425932128592356770</id><published>2009-12-14T12:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T12:56:44.932+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quizá sean los políticos los que más se avergüenzan de mentir; lo digo por la gran facilidad que tienen para cambiar de opinión y decir, supongo, la verdad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-5425932128592356770?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/5425932128592356770/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=5425932128592356770' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5425932128592356770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5425932128592356770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2009/12/quiza-sean-los-politicos-los-que-mas-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-5026097212353947448</id><published>2009-12-14T12:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T12:54:59.817+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A los ambiciosos hay que contarles que son como aquel que quiso subir a lo alto de un árbol, rama tras rama, y al llegar a la más alta, cualquiera que les mire, de ellos sólo verá una cosa: su trasero.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-5026097212353947448?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/5026097212353947448/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=5026097212353947448' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5026097212353947448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/5026097212353947448'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-8910406982857182400</id><published>2009-12-08T19:20:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T19:22:26.024+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No entiendo a esa gente que vive de que le digan que le necesitan; también necesitamos a la policía, al fontanero, al notario y a tantos otros y, en último término, al enterrador. Son gremios muy queridos y muy necesarios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-8910406982857182400?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/8910406982857182400/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=8910406982857182400' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/8910406982857182400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/8910406982857182400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-entiendo-esa-gente-que-vive-de-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-9028919144714077369</id><published>2009-11-19T18:43:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T18:45:43.079+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Con toda razón,&lt;a href="http://www.johnlecarre.com/"&gt; John Le Carré &lt;/a&gt;escribió en &lt;em&gt;El sastre de Panamá&lt;/em&gt; que &lt;em&gt;Un hombre capaz de decir necedades en tres idiomas distintos es tres veces más necio que un hombre que está limitado a un solo idioma.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-9028919144714077369?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/9028919144714077369/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=9028919144714077369' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/9028919144714077369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/9028919144714077369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2009/11/con-toda-razon-john-le-carre-escribio.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-18436992465624550</id><published>2009-11-19T18:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T18:43:12.238+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lo importante no es el futuro, sino el presente cuando sueñas con el futuro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-18436992465624550?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/18436992465624550/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=18436992465624550' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/18436992465624550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/18436992465624550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2009/11/lo-importante-no-es-el-futuro-sino-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-2463275232058542639</id><published>2009-11-19T18:41:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T18:41:58.048+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No hay que tener miedo al porvenir; hay que entrar en él, construirlo, controlarlo y disfrutarlo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-2463275232058542639?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/2463275232058542639/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=2463275232058542639' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/2463275232058542639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/2463275232058542639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-hay-que-tener-miedo-al-porvenir-hay.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-3482273874007660214</id><published>2009-10-10T22:19:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:22:06.479+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hace años afirmó el escritor francés &lt;a href="http://amediavoz.com/aragon.htm"&gt;Louis Aragon &lt;/a&gt;que &lt;em&gt;Se sabe que lo propio del genio es suministrar ideas a los cretinos veinte años más tarde.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-3482273874007660214?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/3482273874007660214/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=3482273874007660214' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/3482273874007660214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/3482273874007660214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2009/10/hace-anos-afirmo-el-escritor-frances.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-7458266062733463338</id><published>2009-10-10T22:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:18:26.161+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Con críos mayores de edad no discuto; que hagan lo que quieran.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-7458266062733463338?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/7458266062733463338/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=7458266062733463338' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/7458266062733463338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/7458266062733463338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2009/10/con-crios-mayores-de-edad-no-discuto.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-3197729162124110464</id><published>2009-10-10T22:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:16:04.487+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Las palabras desnudan las ideas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-3197729162124110464?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/3197729162124110464/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=3197729162124110464' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/3197729162124110464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/3197729162124110464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2009/10/las-palabras-desnudan-las-ideas.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-100043625134606217</id><published>2009-10-06T13:34:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T13:35:45.070+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.epdlp.com/escritor.php?id=1466"&gt;George Bernard Shaw&lt;/a&gt; nos dió una explicación plausible de la evolución de la especie humana cuando escribió que &lt;em&gt;Un hombre razonable se adapta según el entorno. Un hombre poco razonable persiste al intentar adaptar el entorno a sí mismo. Por lo tanto, todo progreso depende del hombre poco razonable&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-100043625134606217?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/100043625134606217/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=100043625134606217' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/100043625134606217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/100043625134606217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-1331211418000286556</id><published>2009-10-06T13:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T13:30:03.116+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La gente no es capaz de ver más allá de pasado mañana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-1331211418000286556?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/1331211418000286556/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=1331211418000286556' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://www.americanpoems.com/poets/thoreau/"&gt;Henry David Thoreau &lt;/a&gt;(1817-1862) nos explica lo que debe significar la desobediencia civil:  &lt;em&gt;La mayoría de los hombres sirve al estado, no como hombres principalmente, sino como máquinas: con sus cuerpos. Son el ejército en pie, las milicias, los celadores, los policías, las fuerzas de la ley. En muchos casos, no hay ningún ejercicio libre del juicio, o del sentido moral; estos hombres se ponen al mismo nivel que la madera, la tierra y las piedras; acaso tal vez puedan fabricarse hombres de madera que sirvan a los mismos fines. No inspiran más respeto que un títere o que un trozo de tierra. Su valor es igual al de los perros o los caballos. Sin embargo, se les suele considerar buenos ciudadanos. Otros -en su mayoría legisladores, políticos, juristas, ministros y funcionarios- sirven al estado principalmente con su mente; y, dado que muy rara vez hacen distinciones morales, son tan proclives a servir al diablo, sin quererlo, como a Dios. Muy pocos, como los héroes, los patriotas, los mártires, los reformistas en el sentido más elevado, y los «hombres», sirven al estado también con sus conciencias, y así necesariamente, se le oponen casi constantemente; por lo general, el estado suele tratarlos como a enemigos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-3884882452801098429?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/3884882452801098429/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=3884882452801098429' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/3884882452801098429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/3884882452801098429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2009/09/en-esta-cita-un-poco-larga-el-escritor.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970832701078688037.post-568520551876391890</id><published>2009-09-29T22:34:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T22:35:57.368+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A los envidiosos les digo: ya es bastante agotador ser uno como es para, encima, querer ser como algún otro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2970832701078688037-568520551876391890?l=cosas-nanook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/feeds/568520551876391890/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2970832701078688037&amp;postID=568520551876391890' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/568520551876391890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2970832701078688037/posts/default/568520551876391890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosas-nanook.blogspot.com/2009/09/los-envidiosos-les-digo-ya-es-bastante.html' title=''/><author><name>Nanook</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00896030078091728268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
