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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="https://www.amino.dk:443/utility/FeedStylesheets/rss.xsl" media="screen"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="https://www.amino.dk:443/utility/FeedStylesheets/rss.xsl" media="screen"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>bissen2010 Nyheder</title><link>https://www.amino.dk:443/members/bissen2010/default.aspx</link><description /><dc:language>da-DK</dc:language><generator>CommunityServer 2008.5 SP2 (Debug Build: 40407.4157)</generator><item><title>nye blogs</title><link>https://www.amino.dk:443/members/bissen2010/announcements/default.aspx</link><pubDate>Tue, 16 Mar 2010 07:51:28 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>bissen2010</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://melissatran.blogg.no"&gt;blog 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mingomille.blogg.no"&gt;blog 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogbissen.blogg.no"&gt;blog 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>nye blogs</title><link>https://www.amino.dk:443/members/bissen2010/announcements/default.aspx</link><pubDate>Mon, 15 Mar 2010 13:05:02 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>bissen2010</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://citatbanditten.blogg.no"&gt;blog 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://nonameking.blogg.no"&gt;blog 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>A friend</title><link>https://www.amino.dk:443/members/bissen2010/announcements/default.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 21:30:23 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>bissen2010</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;A friend is one to whom one may pour out all the contents of one&amp;#39;s 
heart, chaff and grain together, knowing that the gentlest of hands will
 take and sift it, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of 
kindness, blow the rest away.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.ops-finans.dk/"&gt;l&amp;aring;n
 uden sikkerhed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>just as delicate fare does</title><link>https://www.amino.dk:443/members/bissen2010/announcements/default.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 21:30:01 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>bissen2010</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;But just as delicate fare does not stop you from craving for saveloys, 
so tried and exquisite friendship does not take away your taste for 
something new and dubious.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.ops-finans.dk/"&gt;l&amp;aring;n uden sikkerhed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Geography has made us neighbors</title><link>https://www.amino.dk:443/members/bissen2010/announcements/default.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 21:29:32 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>bissen2010</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;Geography has made us neighbors. History has made us friends. Economics 
has made us partners, and necessity has made us allies. Those whom God 
has so joined together, let no man put asunder. (To Canadian Parliament)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.ops-finans.dk/"&gt;l&amp;aring;n uden sikkerhed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>A drop of honey</title><link>https://www.amino.dk:443/members/bissen2010/announcements/default.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 21:29:08 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>bissen2010</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt; &amp;#39;&amp;#39;A drop of honey catches more flies than a gallon of gal.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; So with 
men. If you would win a man to your cause, first convince him that you 
are his sincere friend. Therein is a drop of honey which catches his 
heart, which, say what he will, is the highroad to his reason.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.ops-finans.dk/"&gt;l&amp;aring;n
 uden sikkerhed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Never, my dear Sir,</title><link>https://www.amino.dk:443/members/bissen2010/announcements/default.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 21:28:34 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>bissen2010</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;Never, my dear Sir, do you take it into your head that I do not love 
you; you may settle yourself in full confidence both of my love and my 
esteem; I love you as a kind man, I value you as a worthy man, and hope 
in time to reverence you as a man of exemplary piety.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ops-finans.dk/"&gt;l&amp;aring;n
 uden sikkerhed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Everywhere is nowhere</title><link>https://www.amino.dk:443/members/bissen2010/announcements/default.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 21:28:11 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>bissen2010</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;Everywhere is nowhere. When a person spends all his time in foreign 
travel, he ends by having many acquaintances, but no friends.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ops-finans.dk/"&gt;l&amp;aring;n
 uden sikkerhed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>If you have no friends</title><link>https://www.amino.dk:443/members/bissen2010/announcements/default.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 21:27:53 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>bissen2010</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt; If you have no friends to share or rejoice in your success in life -- 
if you cannot look back to those whom you owe gratitude, or forward to 
those to whom you ought to afford protection, still it is no less 
incumbent on you to move steadily in the path of duty; for your active 
excretions are due not only to society; but in humble gratitude to the 
Being who made you a member of it, with powers to save yourself and 
others.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ops-finans.dk/"&gt;l&amp;aring;n uden sikkerhed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Friendship is like milking a cow</title><link>https://www.amino.dk:443/members/bissen2010/announcements/default.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 21:26:56 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>bissen2010</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;Friendship is like milking a cow. If you milk too often, you won&amp;#39;t get 
much milk. If you don&amp;#39;t milk enough, the milk is sour and the cow is 
soar. But if you milk regularly, the milk is sweet, plentiful, and the 
cow is happy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.ops-finans.dk/"&gt;l&amp;aring;n trods rki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Friendship is a very simple word</title><link>https://www.amino.dk:443/members/bissen2010/announcements/default.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 21:26:16 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>bissen2010</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;Friendship is a very simple word, very commonly used. The word friend is
 almost used on a daily basis. Yet, the depth and meaning of friendship 
certainly go beyond the simple and the common. Throughout history 
friendship has been a favorite theme for many writers. The following 
passages highlight what others have said about friendship in the past.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.ops-finans.dk/"&gt;l&amp;aring;n trods rki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The heart may think it knows better</title><link>https://www.amino.dk:443/members/bissen2010/announcements/default.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 21:25:52 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>bissen2010</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots 
people out. We really have no absent friends. The friend becomes a 
traitor by breaking, however unwillingly or sadly, out of our own zone: a
 hard judgment is passed on him, for all the pleas of the heart.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.ops-finans.dk/"&gt;l&amp;aring;n trods rki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>I love America because</title><link>https://www.amino.dk:443/members/bissen2010/announcements/default.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 21:25:24 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>bissen2010</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;I love America because America trusts me. When I go into a shop to buy a
 pair of shoes I am not asked to produce my Identity Card. I love it 
because my mail is not censored. My phone is not tapped. My conversation
 with friends is not reported to the secret police.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.ops-finans.dk/"&gt;l&amp;aring;n trods rki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Where beauty is worshipped </title><link>https://www.amino.dk:443/members/bissen2010/announcements/default.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 16:49:07 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>bissen2010</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;Where beauty is worshipped for beauty&amp;#39;s sake as a goddess, independent 
of and superior to morality and philosophy, the most horrible 
putrefaction is apt to set in. The lives of the aesthetes are the far 
from edifying commentary on the religion of beauty.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.ops-finans.dk/"&gt;l&amp;aring;n trods rki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>the standard of perfection</title><link>https://www.amino.dk:443/members/bissen2010/announcements/default.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 16:48:25 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>bissen2010</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;In the beautiful, man sets himself up as the standard of perfection; in 
select cases he worships himself in it. Man believes that the world 
itself is filled with beauty --he forgets that it is he who has created 
it. He alone has bestowed beauty upon the world --alas! only a very 
human, an all too human, beauty.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.ops-finans.dk/"&gt;l&amp;aring;n trods rki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Beauty depends on size</title><link>https://www.amino.dk:443/members/bissen2010/announcements/default.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 16:48:06 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>bissen2010</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;Beauty depends on size as well as symmetry. No very small animal can be 
beautiful, for looking at it takes so small a portion of time that the 
impression of it will be confused. Nor can any very large one, for a 
whole view of it cannot be had at once, and so there will be no unity 
and completeness.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.ops-finans.dk/"&gt;l&amp;aring;n trods rki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>When the body sinks into death</title><link>https://www.amino.dk:443/members/bissen2010/announcements/default.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 16:47:27 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>bissen2010</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;When the body sinks into death, the essence of man is revealed. Man is a
 knot, a web, a mesh into which relationships are tied. Only those 
relationships matter. The body is an old crock that nobody will miss. I 
have never known a man to think of himself when dying. Never.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.ops-finans.dk/"&gt;l&amp;aring;n trods rki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>the maddest trick</title><link>https://www.amino.dk:443/members/bissen2010/announcements/default.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 16:47:07 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>bissen2010</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;Tis the maddest trick a man can ever play in his whole life, to let his 
breath sneak out of his body without any more ado, and without so much 
as a rap o&amp;#39;er the pate, or a kick of the guts; to go out like the snuff 
of a farthing candle, and die merely of the mulligrubs, or the sullens.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.ops-finans.dk/"&gt;l&amp;aring;n trods rki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>shadows of God</title><link>https://www.amino.dk:443/members/bissen2010/announcements/default.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 16:46:21 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>bissen2010</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;Despite that, if these dreams are shadows of God reflected into 
knowledge, why God�s shadows are dreams? Only because you can wake up 
from a dream and all these shadows always wake up in an infinite echo 
which depicts God? If even God�s shadows can wake up, does it mean that 
God is above awakening? Through Death, absolutely anything receives a 
connotation opposed to Life, but nevertheless, Life would never be Alive
 without Its Death which bestows on it its full shine, as Death &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.ops-finans.dk/"&gt;l&amp;aring;n trods rki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Dying is a troublesome business</title><link>https://www.amino.dk:443/members/bissen2010/announcements/default.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 16:43:35 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>bissen2010</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;Dying is a troublesome business: there is pain to be suffered, and it 
wrings one&amp;#39;s heart; but death is a splendid thing --a warfare 
accomplished, a beginning all over again, a triumph. You can always see 
that in their faces.&lt;/p&gt;
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