O resto é silêncio

Tá bom, tá bom. Chega de pessimismo! Hoje só quero ver passarinhos cantando, cachorrinhos brincando, gatinhos miando! E quero ficar longe nem que seja só por hoje das notícias do dia a dia e da Internet. Mas quem disse que conseguirei? Até depois. Boa semana a todos. Abs.

I have of late, (but wherefore I know not) lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition; that this goodly frame the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy the air, look you, this brave o'er hanging firmament, this majestical roof, fretted with golden fire: why, it appeareth no other thing to me, than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason, how infinite in faculty! In form and moving how express and admirable! In action how like an Angel! In apprehension how like a god! The beauty of the world! The paragon of animals! And yet to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me; no, nor Woman neither; though by your smiling you seem to say so. (Hamlet, Act II, Sc. II)