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terça-feira, 12 de novembro de 2013

Todos os Ventos

"Depois que cansei de procurar aprendi a encontrar.
 Depois que um vento me opôs resistência, 
 Velejo com todos os ventos." 
Friedrich Nietzsche

segunda-feira, 11 de novembro de 2013

Why You Are Here

"You are here 
  So that God can experience the world 
  Through your eyes
  See what you see
  Feel what you feel
  Everyday he cant wait to see what you`ll do
  What makes you laugh
  What moves you
  Everyday through your eyes 
  He falls in love 
  With the world
  All over again"
The Answer Man

Kids

"I like kids.
 They are short highly emotional people who dont know anything.
 They have to rely on their imagination and creativity to get by in this world.
 A world, I might add, filled with giants."
The Answer Men

Angst

Angst - Medo:
Emoção desagradável, amiúde intensa, causada pelo pressentimento ou pelo reconhecimento do perigo. 
Vocábulos correlatos: terror, pavor, pânico, susto, sobressalto.

terça-feira, 5 de novembro de 2013

Teachers

No written word, no spoken plea can teach our youth what they should be. Nor all the books on all the shelves, it's what the teachers are themselves (anon.).

The Road Ahead or The Road Behind by George Joseph Moriarty

Sometimes I think the Fates must
Grin as we denounce and insist
The only reason we can’t win
Is the Fates themselves that miss

Yet there lives on an ancient claim
We win or lose within ourselves
The shining trophies on our shelves
Can never win tomorrow’s game
You and I know deeper down
There’s always a chance to win the crown

But when we fail to give our best
We simply haven’t met the test
Of giving all, and saving none
Until the game is really won

Of showing what is meant by grit
Of fighting on when others quit
Of playing through, not letting up
It’s bearing down that wins the cup
Of taking it and taking more
Until we gain the winning score

Of dreaming there’s a goal ahead
Of hoping when our dreams are dead
Of praying when our hopes have fled
Yet losing, not afraid to fall
If bravely, we have given all

For who can ask more of a man
Than giving all within his span
Giving all, it seems to me
Is not so far from victory

And so the Fates are seldom wrong
No matter how they twist and wind
It is you and I who make our fates
We open up or close the gates
On the road ahead or the road behind.