sábado, 21 de abril de 2012

Mark Twain

“When I was a boy, there was but one permanent ambition among my comrades in our village.

That was to be a steam boatman. We had transient ambitions of other sorts, but they were only transient.

When a circus came and went, it let us all burning to become clowns.

The first Negro Minstrel show that came to our section left us all suffering to try that kind of life.

Now and then, we had a hope if we lived and were good, god would permit us to be pirates.

These ambitions faded out, each in its turn, but the ambition to be a steam boatman always remained.”   
 Mark Twain.