<?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-27595245</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:42:05.557-06:00</updated><category term='Quinta Montaña'/><category term='La Catedral del Mar'/><category term='Shadow Of The Wind'/><category term='El señor de las Tinieblas'/><category term='John Katzenbach'/><category term='El Demonio y la Señorita Prym'/><category term='Paulo Coelho'/><category term='Alberto Vasquez Figueroa'/><category term='El Psicoanalista'/><category term='El Zahir'/><category term='La Biblia de Barro'/><category term='Michael Ende'/><category term='Maktub'/><category term='El Códice Secreto'/><category term='Lev Crossman'/><category term='A orillas del río piedra me senté y lloré'/><category term='El Alquimista'/><category term='Dan Brown'/><category term='Andy Stanley'/><category term='La Casa de los Espíritus'/><category term='Angeles y Demonios'/><category term='Ildefonso Falcones'/><category term='¿Cuán bueno Es suficiente Bueno?'/><category term='Eva Luna'/><category term='Cuentos de Eva Luna'/><category term='Carlos Ruiz Zafon'/><category term='Ramón Amaya Amador'/><category term='Veronika Decide Morir'/><category term='Codigo Da Vinci'/><category term='Isabel Allende'/><category term='Retrato de Dorian Gray'/><category term='La Sangre de Los inocentes'/><category term='Cipotes'/><category term='La Conspiración'/><category term='Oscar Wilde'/><category term='Julia Navarro'/><category term='Once Minutos'/><category term='Neverending story'/><title type='text'>Libros (E-Books)</title><subtitle type='html'>"Al subir la escalera, conocí al hombre ausente. Hoy no se mostró, quisiera que se fuera para siempre."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-7886648112713269195</id><published>2008-11-06T06:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T07:05:11.817-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veronika Decide Morir'/><title type='text'>Veronika Decide Morir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SRLqEtZu2HI/AAAAAAAAAFw/oKDcTBwHcNs/s1600-h/VERONIKA_DECIDE_MORIR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265528280977430642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 105px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SRLqEtZu2HI/AAAAAAAAAFw/oKDcTBwHcNs/s320/VERONIKA_DECIDE_MORIR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuenta la historia de una muchacha de 24 años llamada Veronika, quien aparentemente ha tenido todo en la vida, pero que decide quitarse la vida tras darse cuenta de que ésta se ha vuelto monótona. Veronika parece tener todo lo que cualquier joven de su edad podría desear: visita los lugares de moda, sale con chicos atractivos, es querida por su familia y, sin embargo, no es feliz. Algo falta en su vida. Por ello, la mañana del 11 de noviembre del 1997 Veronika decide morir.&lt;br /&gt;Tras haber fallado en su intento de suicidio va a parar a un hospicio (Hospital psiquiátrico) donde además de enterarse que debido a un problema cardiaco, le quedan muy pocos dias de vida, aprende muchas cosas, conoce nuevos amigos, y hasta se enamora mientras espera su muerte. Descubre sentimientos que jamás se había permitido experimentar tales como el odio, temor, curiosidad, amor, e incluso el despertar sexual. Sus vivencias la conducen gradualmente a la revelación de que cada segundo de su existencia es una elección entre la vida y la muerte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #353535 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d7cba" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fb.esnips.com/doc/ac153fc3-3d21-48cc-af2f-a25713a3c2ee/Veronika-decide-morir,-Paulo-Coelho/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;&lt;img title="click to ViewVeronika decide morir, Paulo Coelho" alt="Veronika decide morir, Paulo Coelho" src="http://www.blogger.com/images/thumbs/thumb.pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #333333" href="http://fb.esnips.com/doc/ac153fc3-3d21-48cc-af2f-a25713a3c2ee/Veronika-decide-morir,-Paulo-Coelho/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;Veronika decide mo...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 5px" valign="bottom"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.esnips.com/"&gt;eSnips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-7886648112713269195?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/7886648112713269195/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=7886648112713269195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/7886648112713269195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/7886648112713269195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2008/11/veronika-decide-morir.html' title='Veronika Decide Morir'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SRLqEtZu2HI/AAAAAAAAAFw/oKDcTBwHcNs/s72-c/VERONIKA_DECIDE_MORIR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-7843560516280691781</id><published>2008-11-06T06:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T06:56:19.237-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Catedral del Mar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ildefonso Falcones'/><title type='text'>La Catedral del Mar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SRLoCyHot7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/5rZFb0Wc3ww/s1600-h/La+catedral+del+mar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265526048860714930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SRLoCyHot7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/5rZFb0Wc3ww/s320/La+catedral+del+mar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;La novela, enmarcada en el siglo XIV, cuenta la vida de Arnau Estanyol, el hijo de un siervo fugado que vive en Barcelona. A lo largo de una interesante trama se sigue con detalle el progreso de Arnau Estanyol en sus intentos por sobrevivir y progresar socialmente. La catedral del mar hace referencia a la iglesia gótica de Barcelona &lt;a title="Santa María del Mar" href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Santa_Mar%C3%ADa_del_Mar"&gt;Santa María del Mar&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #353535 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d7cba" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fb.esnips.com/doc/96c6389b-51b0-494f-8dce-f4c837db1881/La-Catedral-del-Mar,-Ildefonso-Falcones/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;&lt;img title="click to ViewLa Catedral del Mar, Ildefonso Falcones" alt="La Catedral del Mar, Ildefonso Falcones" src="http://www.blogger.com/images/thumbs/thumb.pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #333333" href="http://fb.esnips.com/doc/96c6389b-51b0-494f-8dce-f4c837db1881/La-Catedral-del-Mar,-Ildefonso-Falcones/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;La Catedral del Ma...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 5px" valign="bottom"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.esnips.com/"&gt;eSnips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-7843560516280691781?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/7843560516280691781/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=7843560516280691781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/7843560516280691781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/7843560516280691781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2008/11/la-catedral-del-mar.html' title='La Catedral del Mar'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SRLoCyHot7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/5rZFb0Wc3ww/s72-c/La+catedral+del+mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-9085219435702636565</id><published>2008-11-06T06:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T06:48:09.578-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julia Navarro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Sangre de Los inocentes'/><title type='text'>La Sangre de Los inocentes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SRLm9rrdGzI/AAAAAAAAAFg/n4a0LQ_qxrQ/s1600-h/La+Sangre+de+Los+inocentes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265524861720927026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SRLm9rrdGzI/AAAAAAAAAFg/n4a0LQ_qxrQ/s320/La+Sangre+de+Los+inocentes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Durante el asalto a Montsègur (siglo XIII), una de las sitiadas, una dama de la nobleza, se pone en contacto con su hijo, inquisidor, para pedirle que narre las injusticias que se han cometido y se cometerán contra los cátaros. Julián, que así se llama el inquisidor, escribe la crónica. Poco antes de la II Guerra Mundial, en 1939, un noble, el conde D'Amis, descendiente de la dama, contrata al profesor Arnaud para que autentifique la crónica, en la cual se pide que se "vengue la sangre de los inocentes" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #353535 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d7cba" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fb.esnips.com/doc/1c5ef851-37f8-4d24-86ed-eecec83c6a43/La-Sangre-de-los-Inocentes,-Julia-Navarro/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;&lt;img title="click to ViewLa Sangre de los Inocentes, Julia Navarro" alt="La Sangre de los Inocentes, Julia Navarro" src="http://www.blogger.com/images/thumbs/thumb.pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #333333" href="http://fb.esnips.com/doc/1c5ef851-37f8-4d24-86ed-eecec83c6a43/La-Sangre-de-los-Inocentes,-Julia-Navarro/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;La Sangre de los I...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 5px" valign="bottom"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.esnips.com/"&gt;eSnips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-9085219435702636565?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/9085219435702636565/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=9085219435702636565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/9085219435702636565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/9085219435702636565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2008/11/la-sangre-de-los-inocentes.html' title='La Sangre de Los inocentes'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SRLm9rrdGzI/AAAAAAAAAFg/n4a0LQ_qxrQ/s72-c/La+Sangre+de+Los+inocentes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-3616907416287135761</id><published>2008-04-22T09:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:27:50.203-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Once Minutos'/><title type='text'>Once Minutos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA4C8jYA3KI/AAAAAAAAADk/_DlM-Gev22Q/s1600-h/Once+Minutos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192090659716127906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA4C8jYA3KI/AAAAAAAAADk/_DlM-Gev22Q/s320/Once+Minutos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Novela que relata la historia de una chica adolescente de nombre María, que salió de su casa en Brasil, en búsqueda de fama y fortuna. En el proceso de la búsqueda de ese camino tortuoso que habría de recorrer, ni siquiera se percata deque pronto se encuentra ya inmersa en las garras de ese movimiento socio-cultural llamado: Prostitución. En ese andar por la vida, María, tiene en suerte vivir una serie de experiencias que han de ir forjandola ante si misma y la vida. Experimenta en ese pasaje que la vida le va poniendo enfrente la naturaleza de su sexo, descubre sus más íntimas emociones y finalmente conoce del amor, que es una cosa completamente distinta a lo que ella imaginaba, que es algo diferente a lo que ella pensaba en el sentido de imaginarse que el amor sería algo que la haría sufrir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #353535 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d7cba" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/716bb63d-7d2d-4e59-974d-dccb72e60a16/Once-Minutos,-Paulo-Coelho/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;&lt;img title="click to ViewOnce Minutos, Paulo Coelho" alt="Once Minutos, Paulo Coelho" src="http://www.blogger.com/images/thumbs/thumb.pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #333333" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/716bb63d-7d2d-4e59-974d-dccb72e60a16/Once-Minutos,-Paulo-Coelho/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;Once Minutos, Paul...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 5px" valign="bottom"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.esnips.com/"&gt;eSnips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-3616907416287135761?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/3616907416287135761/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=3616907416287135761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/3616907416287135761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/3616907416287135761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2008/04/once-minutos.html' title='Once Minutos'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA4C8jYA3KI/AAAAAAAAADk/_DlM-Gev22Q/s72-c/Once+Minutos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-7612052205116992425</id><published>2007-04-30T08:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T16:32:27.780-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eva Luna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabel Allende'/><title type='text'>Eva Luna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/RjYD_tRLq6I/AAAAAAAAABo/ncpMCMiMn30/s1600-h/Eva+Luna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059235624415636386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/RjYD_tRLq6I/AAAAAAAAABo/ncpMCMiMn30/s200/Eva+Luna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En Eva Luna, su tercera novela, Isabel Allende recupera su país a través de la memoria y la imaginación. La cautivadora protagonista de esta historia constituye un nostálgico alter ego de la autora, que se llama a si misma &lt;ladrona&gt;precisamente porque en las historias radica el secreto de la vida y el mundo. Novela de hondo perfil humano, Eva Luna funde el destino individual con el colectivo mediante una fulgurante prosa de carácter épico. Sin duda, una de las mejores obras de la literatura latinoamericana de los últimos anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #353535 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d7cba" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" align="middle"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/94222758-72c6-4ea6-86a8-511c003c4b73/Isabel-Allende---Eva-Luna/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;&lt;img title="click to ViewIsabel Allende - Eva Luna" alt="Isabel Allende - Eva Luna" src="http://www.esnips.com//images/thumbs/thumb.pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #333333" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/94222758-72c6-4ea6-86a8-511c003c4b73/Isabel-Allende---Eva-Luna/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;Isabel Allende - E...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 5px" valign="bottom"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.esnips.com"&gt;eSnips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-7612052205116992425?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/7612052205116992425/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=7612052205116992425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/7612052205116992425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/7612052205116992425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2007/04/eva-luna.html' title='Eva Luna'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/RjYD_tRLq6I/AAAAAAAAABo/ncpMCMiMn30/s72-c/Eva+Luna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-8664000949303732967</id><published>2007-04-25T13:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:28:38.351-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuentos de Eva Luna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabel Allende'/><title type='text'>Cuentos de Eva Luna</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057447779854166930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/Ri-p9dRLq5I/AAAAAAAAABg/jTfPIgRBVRA/s200/Cuentos+de+Eva+Luna.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a&gt;Una nina solitaria se enamora del amante de su madre y practica misteriosas ceremonias rituales; una mujer permanece medio siglo encerrada en un sótano, víctima de un caudillo celoso; en el fragor de una batalla, un hombre viola a una muchacha y mata a su padre... Estas son algunas de las historias reunidas en este volumen que recupera, con pulso vibrante, los inolvidables protagonistas de la novela Eva Luna: Rolf Carlé, la Maestra Inés, el Benefactor... Veintitrés relatos de amor y violencia secretamente entrelazados por un fino hilo narrativo y un rico lenguaje que recrea azarosas peripecias en un mundo exuberante y voluptuoso.Con ternura e impecable factura literaria, Isabel Allende perfila el destino de sus personajes como parte indisoluble del destino colectivo de un continente marcado por el mestizaje, las injusticias sociales y la búsqueda de la propia identidad. Este logrado universo narrativo es el resultado de una lúcida conciencia histórica y social, así como de una propuesta estética que constituye una singular expresión del realismo mágico.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #353535 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d7cba" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/860e17a0-db6e-451a-8297-df9dd6c23d29/Isabel-Allende---Cuentos-De-Eva-Luna/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;&lt;img title="click to ViewIsabel Allende - Cuentos De Eva Luna" alt="Isabel Allende - Cuentos De Eva Luna" src="http://www.esnips.com//images/thumbs/thumb.pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #333333" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/860e17a0-db6e-451a-8297-df9dd6c23d29/Isabel-Allende---Cuentos-De-Eva-Luna/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;Isabel Allende - C...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 5px" valign="bottom"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.esnips.com/"&gt;eSnips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-8664000949303732967?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/8664000949303732967/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=8664000949303732967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/8664000949303732967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/8664000949303732967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2007/04/cuentos-de-eva-luna.html' title='Cuentos de Eva Luna'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/Ri-p9dRLq5I/AAAAAAAAABg/jTfPIgRBVRA/s72-c/Cuentos+de+Eva+Luna.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-5443050334484431140</id><published>2007-03-15T13:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:30:16.881-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='El Psicoanalista'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Katzenbach'/><title type='text'>El Psicoanalista</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/RfmoWo-aC8I/AAAAAAAAABU/x48DbN0UUYU/s1600-h/EL+Psicoanalista.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042246364727741378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/RfmoWo-aC8I/AAAAAAAAABU/x48DbN0UUYU/s200/EL+Psicoanalista.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Feliz 53 cumpleaños, doctor. Bienvenido al primer día de su muerte. Pertenezco a algún momento de su pasado. Usted arruinó mi vida. Quizá no sepa cómo por qué o cuándo, pero lo hizo. Llenó todos mis instantes de desastre y tristeza. Arruinó mi vida. Y ahora estoy decidido a arruinar la suya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #353535 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d7cba" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/2646d811-67de-4112-9ad8-7b57909ade16/El-Psicoanalista,-John-katzenbach/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;&lt;img title="click to ViewEl Psicoanalista, John katzenbach" alt="El Psicoanalista, John katzenbach" src="http://www.blogger.com/images/thumbs/thumb.pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #333333" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/2646d811-67de-4112-9ad8-7b57909ade16/El-Psicoanalista,-John-katzenbach/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;El Psicoanalista, ...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 5px" valign="bottom"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.esnips.com/"&gt;eSnips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-5443050334484431140?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/5443050334484431140/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=5443050334484431140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/5443050334484431140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/5443050334484431140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2007/03/el-psicoanalista.html' title='El Psicoanalista'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/RfmoWo-aC8I/AAAAAAAAABU/x48DbN0UUYU/s72-c/EL+Psicoanalista.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-7591140114398881797</id><published>2007-03-15T13:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T11:29:08.742-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan Brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Conspiración'/><title type='text'>La Conspiración</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/RjaFE9RLq7I/AAAAAAAAABw/Kn6o-yoZ-SQ/s1600-h/conspiracionbrown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059377551609932722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/RjaFE9RLq7I/AAAAAAAAABw/Kn6o-yoZ-SQ/s200/conspiracionbrown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;En los hielos eternos del Ártico duerme el más fascinante descubrimiento de la historia de la humanidad... y también un intrigante juego de mentiras y engańos. Descubrir la verdad puede exigir un precio demasiado alto.&lt;br /&gt;La analista de inteligencia Rachel Sexton y el oceanógrafo Michael Tolland forman parte del equipo de expertos enviados por la Casa Blanca a un remoto lugar del Ártico, con la misión de autentificar el fabuloso hallazgo que ha realizado la NASA. Un descubrimiento que cambiará el curso de la historia y, de paso, asegurará al presidente su reelección. Sin embargo, una vez allí descubren indicios de que se enfrentan a un fraude científico de proporciones gigantescas. Aislados en el entorno más hostil del planeta, perseguidos por unos implacables asesinos equipados con los últimos adelantos tecnológicos, lucharán por salvar la vida y averiguar la verdad. Mientras tanto, en los pasillos de Washington se libra otra oscura batalla, un juego de traiciones y mentiras donde nadie es lo que parece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #353535 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d7cba" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/54be2d2b-1e25-47d0-a672-4a33f4ca1402/La-Conspiracion,-Dan-Brown/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;&lt;img title="click to ViewLa Conspiracion, Dan Brown" alt="La Conspiracion, Dan Brown" src="http://www.blogger.com/images/thumbs/thumb.pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/RbZdUwF-VfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/weEJxblfAYA/s200/El+demonio+y+la+se%C3%B1orita+prym.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #353535 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d7cba" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/d5a0805b-9586-4c4f-b244-790ce7110b14/El-Demonio-y-la-Se%C3%B1orita-Prym,-Paulo-Coelho/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;&lt;img title="click to ViewEl Demonio y la Señorita Prym, Paulo Coelho" alt="El Demonio y la Señorita Prym, Paulo Coelho" src="http://www.blogger.com/images/thumbs/thumb.pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #333333" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/d5a0805b-9586-4c4f-b244-790ce7110b14/El-Demonio-y-la-Se%C3%B1orita-Prym,-Paulo-Coelho/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;El Demonio y la Se...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 5px" valign="bottom"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.esnips.com/"&gt;eSnips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;En el ano 870 a.C. todos los habitantes de Fenicia creen que el profeta Elías es el responsable de las desgracias y los condenan a muerte. El pueblo lo obliga a escalar la Quinta Montana, para pedirle perdón a los dioses, antes de ser sacrificado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-1739379105666875965?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/1739379105666875965/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=1739379105666875965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/1739379105666875965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/1739379105666875965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2007/01/el-demonio-y-la-seorita-prym.html' title='El demonio y la señorita Prym'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/RbZdUwF-VfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/weEJxblfAYA/s72-c/El+demonio+y+la+se%C3%B1orita+prym.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-7997168364208434271</id><published>2007-01-18T08:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:32:29.892-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quinta Montaña'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><title type='text'>La Quinta Montaña</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/Ra-KOAF-VeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/BYWYVyBEG2c/s1600-h/La+quinta+monta%C3%B1a.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021384082689250786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/Ra-KOAF-VeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/BYWYVyBEG2c/s200/La+quinta+monta%C3%B1a.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Historia basada en un breve pero simbólico pasaje de la Biblia, donde el profeta Elías recibe la orden de Dios de abandonar Israel. El destino, una vez más, protagonista en una obra de Coelho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuenta la historia de un hombre, el profeta Elías, que recibe de Dios la orden de abandonar Israel. En un mundo regido por supersticiones, conflictos religiosos y tradiciones profundamente arraigadas, el joven profeta deberá enfrentarse a una avalancha de acontecimientos que lo conducirán a un definitivo cara a cara con Dios. La historia del profeta Elías se convierte así en una valiosa lección de esperanza para el hombre contemporáneo. ¿Hasta qué punto podemos determinar nuestro destino? Esta es la pregunta que lanza al aire La quinta montaña para que cada uno de nosotros encuentre su propia respuesta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #353535 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d7cba" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/33f82759-e29c-4c52-8f99-1a64c6a8cabf/La-Quinta-Monta%C3%B1a,-Paulo-Coelho/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;&lt;img title="click to ViewLa Quinta Montaña, Paulo Coelho" alt="La Quinta Montaña, Paulo Coelho" src="http://www.blogger.com/images/thumbs/thumb.pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #333333" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/33f82759-e29c-4c52-8f99-1a64c6a8cabf/La-Quinta-Monta%C3%B1a,-Paulo-Coelho/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;La Quinta Montaña,...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 5px" valign="bottom"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.esnips.com/"&gt;eSnips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-7997168364208434271?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/7997168364208434271/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=7997168364208434271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/7997168364208434271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/7997168364208434271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2007/01/la-quinta-montaa.html' title='La Quinta Montaña'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/Ra-KOAF-VeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/BYWYVyBEG2c/s72-c/La+quinta+monta%C3%B1a.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-2855676506791199291</id><published>2007-01-16T14:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:32:56.724-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shadow Of The Wind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carlos Ruiz Zafon'/><title type='text'>The Shadow Of The Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wutheringbites.com/assets/shadow_wind.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #353535 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d7cba" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/80779ebd-1e7f-4f46-af53-2b24dc51c3b9/La-Sombra-del-Viento,-Carlos-Ruiz-Zafon/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;&lt;img title="click to ViewLa Sombra del Viento, Carlos Ruiz Zafon" alt="La Sombra del Viento, Carlos Ruiz Zafon" src="http://www.blogger.com/images/thumbs/thumb.pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #333333" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/80779ebd-1e7f-4f46-af53-2b24dc51c3b9/La-Sombra-del-Viento,-Carlos-Ruiz-Zafon/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;La Sombra del Vien...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 5px" valign="bottom"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.esnips.com/"&gt;eSnips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“…this is a story about books.”&lt;br /&gt;“About books?”&lt;br /&gt;“About accursed books, about the man who wrote them, about a character who broke out of the pages of a novel so that he could burn it, about a betrayal and a lost friendship. It’s a story of love, of hatred, and of the dreams that live in the shadow of the wind.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-2855676506791199291?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/2855676506791199291/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=2855676506791199291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/2855676506791199291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/2855676506791199291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2007/01/shadow-of-wind.html' title='The Shadow Of The Wind'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-6313731854853955355</id><published>2007-01-16T14:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:10:33.427-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julia Navarro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Biblia de Barro'/><title type='text'>La Biblia de Barro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-lXTYA3PI/AAAAAAAAAEM/VhEMFFUdlnw/s1600-h/La+Biblia+de+Barro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192550715138039026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-lXTYA3PI/AAAAAAAAAEM/VhEMFFUdlnw/s320/La+Biblia+de+Barro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;En Roma, un hombre se confiesa: «Padre, me acuso de que voy a matar a un hombre.».Al mismo tiempo Clara Tannenberg, una joven arqueóloga nieta de un poderoso hombre de oscuro pasado, anuncia en el transcurso de un congreso el descubrimiento de unas tablillas que, de ser auténticas, serían la prueba científica de la existencia del patriarca Abraham: se trata de la obra de un escriba que recogió el relato del profeta sobre la creación del mundo, la confusión de las lenguas en Babel y el Diluvio Universal. Una auténtica Biblia de Barro.Junto a un equipo de arqueólogos, poco antes del inicio de la última guerra del Golfo, Clara pondrá en marcha unas arriesgadas excavaciones que alientan a muchas personas a acabar con su vida y la de su abuelo: desde millonarios traficantes de arte hasta cuatro amigos que no desistirán hasta culminar una implacable venganza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #353535 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d7cba" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/8ceba9ef-dba2-4ff2-b590-e61e1a57215a/La-Biblia-De-Barro,-Julia-Navarro/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;&lt;img title="click to ViewLa Biblia De Barro, Julia Navarro" alt="La Biblia De Barro, Julia Navarro" src="http://www.blogger.com/images/thumbs/thumb.pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #333333" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/8ceba9ef-dba2-4ff2-b590-e61e1a57215a/La-Biblia-De-Barro,-Julia-Navarro/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;La Biblia De Barro...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 5px" valign="bottom"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.esnips.com/"&gt;eSnips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-6313731854853955355?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/6313731854853955355/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=6313731854853955355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/6313731854853955355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/6313731854853955355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2007/01/la-biblia-de-barro.html' title='La Biblia de Barro'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-lXTYA3PI/AAAAAAAAAEM/VhEMFFUdlnw/s72-c/La+Biblia+de+Barro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-114719797880604200</id><published>2006-05-09T13:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:41:47.665-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alberto Vasquez Figueroa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='El señor de las Tinieblas'/><title type='text'>El señor de las Tinieblas</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.interplanetaria.com/portadas/Elsenordelastinieblas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;El hombre enfrenta el verdadero perdon cuando es expuesto al dolor, ¿qué pasaria si no tuvieramos ese momento de replexión sobre nuestras vidas?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Me pides que cante y baile para vos, pero cuando yo te pedi que cantaras y bailaras para mi, me castigas y me envias a comtemplar las terribles cosas que el hombre hace...ya ellos no me tienen miedo y mucho menos a ti."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; 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PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 5px" valign="bottom"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.esnips.com/"&gt;eSnips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-114719797880604200?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/114719797880604200/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=114719797880604200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719797880604200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719797880604200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2006/05/el-seor-de-las-tinieblas.html' title='El señor de las Tinieblas'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-114719789029490667</id><published>2006-05-09T13:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:35:12.221-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan Brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Codigo Da Vinci'/><title type='text'>Codigo Da Vinci</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fantasymundo.com/literatura/biblioteca/codigo-da-vinci.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fantasymundo.com/literatura/biblioteca/codigo-da-vinci.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buena lectura en la cual de imaginas y creas en tu mente los lugares y los personajes que el autor cuenta. La posibilidad de que la historia que ha contado la iglesia del inicio de la era critiana no es del todo verdad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus nacio como hombre, vivio como hombre y como todo hombre amo a una mujer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #353535 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d7cba" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/8c188659-913b-4bf8-99f1-077432232472/El-Codigo-Da-Vinci,-Dan-Brown/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;&lt;img title="click to ViewEl Codigo Da Vinci, Dan Brown" alt="El Codigo Da Vinci, Dan Brown" src="http://www.esnips.com//images/thumbs/thumb.pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #333333" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/8c188659-913b-4bf8-99f1-077432232472/El-Codigo-Da-Vinci,-Dan-Brown/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;El Codigo Da Vinci...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 5px" valign="bottom"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.esnips.com/"&gt;eSnips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-114719789029490667?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/114719789029490667/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=114719789029490667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719789029490667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719789029490667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2006/05/codigo-da-vinci.html' title='Codigo Da Vinci'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-114719780097658273</id><published>2006-05-09T13:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:37:51.342-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan Brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angeles y Demonios'/><title type='text'>Angeles y Demonios</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://pokesita.blogspirit.com/list/mis_favoritos/Angeles_y_demonios.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pokesita.blogspirit.com/list/mis_favoritos/Angeles_y_demonios.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Novela en la cual te sumerges en los personajes y en la trama en la que Dan Brow nos ofrece para poder entender un poco del proceso de eleccion de los papas, claro! y pues adornado con un poco de inventiva apocaliptica. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #353535 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d7cba" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/7420331d-0ae0-466c-8bf7-7b1869b1b7a5/Angeles-y-Demonios,-Dan-Brown/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;&lt;img title="click to ViewAngeles y Demonios, Dan Brown" alt="Angeles y Demonios, Dan Brown" src="http://www.esnips.com//images/thumbs/thumb.pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #333333" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/7420331d-0ae0-466c-8bf7-7b1869b1b7a5/Angeles-y-Demonios,-Dan-Brown/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;Angeles y Demonios...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 5px" valign="bottom"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.esnips.com/"&gt;eSnips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-114719780097658273?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/114719780097658273/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=114719780097658273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719780097658273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719780097658273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2006/05/angeles-y-demonios.html' title='Angeles y Demonios'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-114719773368490028</id><published>2006-05-09T13:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:05:40.231-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar Wilde'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Retrato de Dorian Gray'/><title type='text'>El Retrato de Dorian Gray</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-kdjYA3OI/AAAAAAAAAEE/XmzuezI7mrg/s1600-h/retratogray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192549723000593634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-kdjYA3OI/AAAAAAAAAEE/XmzuezI7mrg/s320/retratogray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo digo la degradación de Dorian Gray, es una descripción de la naturaleza del hombre para poder ocultar los horrores y pesadillas diarias a través de las dintintas mascaras puritanas y morales que ocultan nuestros remordimientos de culpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"La sociedad entera aparece en este complejo retrato. Allí, en medio de la podredumbre, el arte surge como la única posibilidad de redención del hombre"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es buena lectura...pero se vuelve aburrida y con un final poco creativo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #353535 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d7cba" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/2c5399c3-0d24-4a04-aa16-5df41734cd61/El-Retrato-de-Dorian-Gray,-Oscar-Wilde/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;&lt;img title="click to ViewEl Retrato de Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde" alt="El Retrato de Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde" src="http://www.blogger.com/images/thumbs/thumb.pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #333333" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/2c5399c3-0d24-4a04-aa16-5df41734cd61/El-Retrato-de-Dorian-Gray,-Oscar-Wilde/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;El Retrato de Dori...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 5px" valign="bottom"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.esnips.com/"&gt;eSnips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-114719773368490028?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/114719773368490028/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=114719773368490028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719773368490028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719773368490028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2006/05/el-retrato-de-dorian-gray.html' title='El Retrato de Dorian Gray'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-kdjYA3OI/AAAAAAAAAEE/XmzuezI7mrg/s72-c/retratogray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-114719765130994397</id><published>2006-05-09T13:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:53:52.820-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neverending story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Ende'/><title type='text'>The Neverending story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://abyss.hubbe.net/gfx/covers/bks/neverending.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://abyss.hubbe.net/gfx/covers/bks/neverending.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He picked up the book and examined it from all sides. It was bound in copper-colored silk that shimmered when he moved it about. Leafing through the pages, he saw the book was printed in two colors. There seemed to be no pictures, but there were large, beautiful capital letters at the beginning of the chapters. Examining the binding more closely, he discovered two snakes on it, one light and one dark. They were biting each other's tail, so forming an oval. And inside the oval, in strangely intricate letters, he saw the title:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Neverending Story"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #353535 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d7cba" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/d1cedce6-f825-4aef-af1f-6d7aa70697d0/Neverending-story,-Michael-Ende/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;&lt;img title="click to ViewNeverending story, Michael Ende" alt="Neverending story, Michael Ende" src="http://www.blogger.com/images/thumbs/thumb.pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #333333" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/d1cedce6-f825-4aef-af1f-6d7aa70697d0/Neverending-story,-Michael-Ende/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;Neverending story,...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 5px" valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.esnips.com/"&gt;eSnips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-114719765130994397?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/114719765130994397/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=114719765130994397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719765130994397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719765130994397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2006/05/neverending-story.html' title='The Neverending story'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-114719759164709048</id><published>2006-05-09T12:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:59:38.841-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='El Zahir'/><title type='text'>El Zahir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-iKzYA3NI/AAAAAAAAAD8/AZ9dTei9-IU/s1600-h/paulo_coelho_el_zahir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192547201854790866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-iKzYA3NI/AAAAAAAAAD8/AZ9dTei9-IU/s320/paulo_coelho_el_zahir.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narra el poder de una obsesión, y la búsqueda de un hombre para recuperar un amor perdido. El narrador de El Zahir es un aclamado autor de renombre internacional que vive en Francia y disfruta de los privilegios que le otorgan su fama y su dinero. Esther, su esposa de hace diez años, es corresponsal de guerra y a pesar de su éxito profesional, y su relativa libertad de los confines tradicionales del matrimonio, se enfrenta a una crisis existencial que la atormenta silenciosamente. Un día desaparece con su amigo Mikhail --quien podría o no ser su amante-- y, perplejas ante la ausencia de indicios, las autoridades deciden cuestionar al narrador. Todos se preguntan si Esther fue secuestrada o asesinada, o si fue que simplemente decidió abandonar un matrimonio que la dejaba insatisfecha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #353535 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d7cba" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/02cecf99-98bc-4ae4-840c-67965d3a5b35/El-Zahir,-Paulo-Coelho/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;&lt;img title="click to ViewEl Zahir, Paulo Coelho" alt="El Zahir, Paulo Coelho" src="http://www.blogger.com/images/thumbs/thumb.pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #333333" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/02cecf99-98bc-4ae4-840c-67965d3a5b35/El-Zahir,-Paulo-Coelho/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;El Zahir, Paulo Co...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 5px" valign="bottom"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.esnips.com/"&gt;eSnips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-114719759164709048?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/114719759164709048/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=114719759164709048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719759164709048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719759164709048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2006/05/el-zahir.html' title='El Zahir'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-iKzYA3NI/AAAAAAAAAD8/AZ9dTei9-IU/s72-c/paulo_coelho_el_zahir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-114719747412637598</id><published>2006-05-09T12:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T16:39:03.329-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='El Alquimista'/><title type='text'>El Alquimista</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/RjbElNRLq8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/n2VtgFHqTac/s1600-h/ElAlquimista.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059447374893263810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/RjbElNRLq8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/n2VtgFHqTac/s200/ElAlquimista.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nuevaconciencia.com.mx/images/ElAlquimista.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Cuando una persona realmente desea algo, el Universo entero conspira para que realice sus sueños. Así sucede si aprendemos a escuchar la voz del corazón y compredemos aquel lenguaje que trasciende las palabras, el que muestra aquello que los ojos no pueden ver."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #353535 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d7cba" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/e7d78b61-26c4-4653-9b4b-030d998279e6/El-Alquimista,-Paulo-Coelho/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;&lt;img title="click to ViewEl Alquimista, Paulo Coelho" alt="El Alquimista, Paulo Coelho" src="http://www.esnips.com//images/thumbs/thumb.pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #333333" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/e7d78b61-26c4-4653-9b4b-030d998279e6/El-Alquimista,-Paulo-Coelho/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;El Alquimista, Pau...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 5px" valign="bottom"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.esnips.com"&gt;eSnips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-114719747412637598?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/114719747412637598/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=114719747412637598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719747412637598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719747412637598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2006/05/el-alquimista.html' title='El Alquimista'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/RjbElNRLq8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/n2VtgFHqTac/s72-c/ElAlquimista.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-114719742285490292</id><published>2006-05-09T12:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:20:47.194-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Casa de los Espíritus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isabel Allende'/><title type='text'>La Casa de los Espíritus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-njjYA3RI/AAAAAAAAAEc/e_o9CM_3f5U/s1600-h/La+casa+de+losespiritus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192553124614692114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-njjYA3RI/AAAAAAAAAEc/e_o9CM_3f5U/s320/La+casa+de+losespiritus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primera novela de Isabel Allende, La casa de los espíritus narra la saga de una poderosa familia de terratenientes latinoamericanos. El despótico patriarca Esteban Trueba ha construido, con mano de hierro, un imperio privado que empieza a tambalearse a raíz del paso del tiempo y de un entorno social explosivo. Finalmente, la decadencia personal del patriarca arrastrará a los Trueba a una dolorosa desintegración. Atrapados en unas dramáticas relaciones familiares, los personajes de esta portentosa novela encarnan las tensiones sociales y espirituales de una época que abarca gran parte de este siglo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #353535 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d7cba" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/33f31e76-f4a4-4c5a-9704-0992c6288760/La-Casa-de-los-Espiritus,-Isabel-Allende/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;&lt;img title="click to ViewLa Casa de los Espiritus, Isabel Allende" alt="La Casa de los Espiritus, Isabel Allende" src="http://www.blogger.com/images/thumbs/thumb.pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #333333" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/33f31e76-f4a4-4c5a-9704-0992c6288760/La-Casa-de-los-Espiritus,-Isabel-Allende/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;La Casa de los Esp...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 5px" valign="bottom"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.esnips.com/"&gt;eSnips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-114719742285490292?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/114719742285490292/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=114719742285490292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719742285490292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719742285490292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2006/05/la-casa-de-los-espritus.html' title='La Casa de los Espíritus'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-njjYA3RI/AAAAAAAAAEc/e_o9CM_3f5U/s72-c/La+casa+de+losespiritus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-114719736774812149</id><published>2006-05-09T12:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:14:24.603-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A orillas del río piedra me senté y lloré'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><title type='text'>A orillas del río piedra me senté y lloré</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-mizYA3QI/AAAAAAAAAEU/kd8pH33bzFM/s1600-h/A+orillas+del+r%C3%ADo+piedra+me+sent%C3%A9+y+llor%C3%A9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192552012218162434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-mizYA3QI/AAAAAAAAAEU/kd8pH33bzFM/s320/A+orillas+del+r%C3%ADo+piedra+me+sent%C3%A9+y+llor%C3%A9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tras once años, una mujer se reencuentra con su amado. La última vez que se vieron eran todavía adolescentes. Hoy, la vida les ha llevado por caminos muy distintos: ella vive en Zaragoza, prepara oposiciones y ha aprendido a dominar sus sentimientos. Él ha viajado por todo el mundo, posee el don de la curación y ha encontrado en la religión un refugio para huir de sus conflictos interiores. Pero en el reencuentro, a ambos les unirá un único deseo: el de cumplir sus sueños. A orillas del río Piedra me senté y lloré es una novela sobre el amor y la esencia de la vida, porque las historias de amor encierran en sí todos los secretos del mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #353535 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d7cba" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/b17b3150-625d-41cb-9790-4aca628216b7/A-orillas-del-r%C3%ADo-de-piedra-me-sent%C3%A9-y-llor%C3%A9,-Paulo-Coelho/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;&lt;img title="click to ViewA orillas del río de piedra me senté y lloré, Paulo Coelho" alt="A orillas del río de piedra me senté y lloré, Paulo Coelho" src="http://www.blogger.com/images/thumbs/thumb.pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #333333" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/b17b3150-625d-41cb-9790-4aca628216b7/A-orillas-del-r%C3%ADo-de-piedra-me-sent%C3%A9-y-llor%C3%A9,-Paulo-Coelho/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;A orillas del río ...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 5px" valign="bottom"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.esnips.com/"&gt;eSnips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-114719736774812149?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/114719736774812149/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=114719736774812149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719736774812149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719736774812149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2006/05/orillas-del-ro-piedra-me-sent-y-llor.html' title='A orillas del río piedra me senté y lloré'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-mizYA3QI/AAAAAAAAAEU/kd8pH33bzFM/s72-c/A+orillas+del+r%C3%ADo+piedra+me+sent%C3%A9+y+llor%C3%A9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-114719721783557476</id><published>2006-05-09T12:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:33:26.513-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='¿Cuán bueno Es suficiente Bueno?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy Stanley'/><title type='text'>¿Cuán bueno Es suficiente Bueno?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-rITYA3TI/AAAAAAAAAEs/7gJU5NqRPsY/s1600-h/Cu%C3%A1n+bueno+Es+suficiente+Bueno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192557054509767986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-rITYA3TI/AAAAAAAAAEs/7gJU5NqRPsY/s320/Cu%C3%A1n+bueno+Es+suficiente+Bueno.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;La gente buena va al cielo ¿Verdad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seguro que sí. Eso tiene sentido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En realidad, eso no tiene sentido. Hombres y mujeres inteligentes, con educación y competentes depositan sus eternidades en una teoría que no tiene validez bajo el más ligero escrutinio. Es probable que tú nunca en verdad lo has pensado del todo. Sin embargo vale la pena que lo hagas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descubre cuál es el error en la teoría más popular acerca del cielo, y lo que realmente hay que hacer para llegar allí.&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/27595245-114719721783557476?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/114719721783557476/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=114719721783557476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719721783557476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719721783557476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2006/05/cun-bueno-es-suficiente-bueno.html' title='¿Cuán bueno Es suficiente Bueno?'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-rITYA3TI/AAAAAAAAAEs/7gJU5NqRPsY/s72-c/Cu%C3%A1n+bueno+Es+suficiente+Bueno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-114719715613405717</id><published>2006-05-09T12:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:31:23.834-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramón Amaya Amador'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cipotes'/><title type='text'>Cipotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/Ra07jwF-VdI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vAH0w5aSejw/s1600-h/Cipotes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020734644979389906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/Ra07jwF-VdI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vAH0w5aSejw/s200/Cipotes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esta novela cuyo tema le fue sugerido por las conversaciones que, rumbo a la redacción de El Cronista, tenía frecuentemente con los lustrabotas que permanecen en dicha plaza. La obra recoge la dolorosa y agitada vida de este pequeño mundo que tiene como centro la estatua en bronce del mártir de la unidad de Centroamérica, los niños que se dedican a ese trabajo van a él no porque lo deseen o porque les agrade arrodillarse frente a quienes llevan zapatos lujosos, mientras ellos andan con los pies desnudos, por lo general se trata de familias que pierden al padre y estos niños no pueden ir a la escuela y deben incorporarse a cualquier actividad para aportar algunos centavos a la casa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-114719715613405717?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/114719715613405717/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=114719715613405717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719715613405717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719715613405717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2006/05/cipotes.html' title='Cipotes'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/Ra07jwF-VdI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vAH0w5aSejw/s72-c/Cipotes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-114719710804098793</id><published>2006-05-09T12:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:47:24.031-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='El Códice Secreto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lev Crossman'/><title type='text'>El Códice Secreto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-uWzYA3WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Wxo4iZY0Q8Q/s1600-h/El+Codigo+Secreto.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192560602152754530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-uWzYA3WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Wxo4iZY0Q8Q/s320/El+Codigo+Secreto.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MOMO, El Titan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zeus hizo un toro, Prometeo un hombre, Atenea una casa, y llamaron a Momo como juez.&lt;br /&gt;Momo, celoso de sus obras, empezó a decir que Zeus había cometido un error al no colocar los ojos del toro en los cuernos, a fin de que pudiera ver dónde hería, y Prometeo otro al no suspender el corazón del hombre fuera de su pecho para que la maldad no estuviera escondida y todos pudieran ver lo que hay en el espíritu. En cuanto a Atenea, que debía haber colocado su casa sobre ruedas, con objeto de que si un malvado se instalara en la vecindad, sus moradores pudieran trasladarse fácilmente.&lt;br /&gt;Zeus, indignado por su envidia, arrojó a Momo del Olimpo.&lt;br /&gt;Cualquier obra que se haga, por más perfecta que parezca, siempre alguien encontrará alguna razón para criticarla. Así que nunca nos desanimemos por lo que juzguen de nuestras obras; nunca faltará quien le encuentre defectos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #353535 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #353535 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d7cba" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/9a47cb9f-ba96-4630-9ced-3162ffc18792/El-c%C3%B3dice-secreto,-Lev--Grossman/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;&lt;img title="click to ViewEl códice secreto, Lev  Grossman" alt="El códice secreto, Lev  Grossman" src="http://www.blogger.com/images/thumbs/thumb.pdf.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px" align="middle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #333333" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/9a47cb9f-ba96-4630-9ced-3162ffc18792/El-c%C3%B3dice-secreto,-Lev--Grossman/?widget=documentIcon"&gt;El códice secreto,...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 9px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 5px" valign="bottom"&gt;Hosted by &lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff" href="http://www.esnips.com/"&gt;eSnips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27595245-114719710804098793?l=lrch-books.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/feeds/114719710804098793/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27595245&amp;postID=114719710804098793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719710804098793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27595245/posts/default/114719710804098793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lrch-books.blogspot.com/2006/05/el-cdice-secreto.html' title='El Códice Secreto'/><author><name>Mr. Self-Destruct</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10958903627980297787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4861/1336/1600/Mr.%20Self%20Destruct.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-uWzYA3WI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Wxo4iZY0Q8Q/s72-c/El+Codigo+Secreto.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27595245.post-114719697427510063</id><published>2006-05-09T12:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:40:36.655-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maktub'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><title type='text'>Maktub</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-rqTYA3UI/AAAAAAAAAE0/tDK3iqlOtkg/s1600-h/Maktub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192557638625320258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_peqs7SeHvGc/SA-rqTYA3UI/AAAAAAAAAE0/tDK3iqlOtkg/s320/Maktub.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Maktub (Estaba Escrito) simboliza la comprensión del concepto del ser humano, tantas veces distorsionado. Apelando al significado de la palabra árabe que da título a este libro -camino-, encontramos que la vida es precisamente eso, un camino que forjamos. 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