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“They say life begins at forty Age is just a state of mind If all that's true You know that I've been dead for thirty-nine And if life begins at forty Well, I hope it ain't the same It's been tough enough without that stuff I don't wanna to be born again.” (John Lennon, The life begins at 40) “Forty is the old age of youth; fifty the youth of old age.” (Victor Hugo) Despite the pessimism of John Lennon (he would be in a midlife crisis?) and Victor Hugo's sentence 40 years of age are at an advanced age, several reasons make me optimistic about my age. It seems padoxal but even feeling the weight of age, in a way, I never felt so good about myself, with such vitality as now. It may be that to happen because I did not feel nor appear the age I am. The elixir of youth may also be in the beginning that life imposed me a few years ago, dreaming dreams previously unthinkable, dreaming up new things. Also, my dreams and ambitions are more conc