paraíso de tolos
me deram esse texto pra ler uma vez qdo eu morava fora. sem brincadeira, mudou minha viagem (e continua servindo pro resto da vida). fiz as malas e voltei.
" Travelling is a fool's paradise. Our first journeys discover to us the indifference of places. At home I dream that at Naples, at Rome, I can be intoxicated with beauty, and lose my sadness. I pack my trunk, embrace my friends, embark on the sea, and at last wake up in Naples, and here beside me is the stern fact, the sad self, unrelenting, identical, that I fled from. I seek the Vatican, and the palaces. I affect to be intoxicated with sights and suggestions, but I am not intoxicated. My giant goes with me wherever I go. "
self-reliance, ralph waldo emerson