domingo, 1 de agosto de 2010

Tiempo

When we compare the present life of man on earth
with that time of which we have no knowledge,
it seems to me like the swift flight of a single sparrow
through a banqueting hall on a winter's day.
After a few moments of comfort, he vanishes from sight
into the wintry world from which he came.
Even so, man appears on earth for a little while;
but of what went before this life or what will follow,
we know nothing.

In these last days,I have been thinking a great deal about loss.
What loss, your Grace. Is to man the most irrecoverable?
- His virtue.
- No. For by his actions,he may redeem his virtue.
- Then his honor.
- No. For again, he may find the means to recover it,
even as a man recovers some fortune he has lost.
-Then I cannot say, your Majesty.
-TIME, your Grace.
Of all losses, time is the most irrecuperable,
for it can never be redeemed.

as time goes by...
http://www.planetario.gov.ar/astro_art_tiemponopara.html
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