«Não conheço nenhuma alternativa melhor que fazer. Há uma espécie de ponto de não retorno em que nos podemos tornar irreversivelmente cépticos. Talvez eu tenha decidido que isso não era para mim. Ou é isto ou mais vale desaparecer»

Alexandra Lucas Coelho (jornalista e escritora) falando duma coisa em concreto. mas ponhamos-lhe mira calibrada às dores e serve em muitas mais coisas em concreto. que nem cimento a desiquilibrar equilíbrios.

para reflectir. em leitura contextualizada: 1) na entrevista que ALC deu à Ípsilon (serve); 2) onde todas as pedras doem mais: nos tropeços da vida


"The Road Not Taken"

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.


Robert Frost