Não é nem mesmo o bem-estar geral do povo que ocupa meus pensamentos, pois minha dor particular é de tal maneira torrencial e de natureza tão oprimente que devora e engole outras tristezas... e, no entanto, continua sendo a mesma dor.
SEBASTIAN A spirit I am indeed, But am in that dimension grossly clad Which from the womb I did participate. Were you a woman, as the rest goes even, I should my tears let fall upon your cheek, And say, ‘Thrice welcome, drownèd Viola.
All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At