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Every time I read a post like this, I remember Hamlet, Act IV, Scene IV:
"What is a man,
If his chief good and market of his time
Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more.
Sure, he that made us with such large discourse,
Looking before and after, gave us not
That capability and god-like reason
To fust in us unused. Now, whether it be
Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple
Of thinking too precisely on the event,
A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom
And ever three parts coward, I do not know
Why yet I live to say 'This thing's to do;'
Sith I have cause and will and strength and means
To do't. "
Congratulations, Bruno.
I hope that soon I overcome my three parts cowardice and take this time full job, too.
Cara, falando sério: você me deu um grande estímulo.
Boa sorte!
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