“The one who had the idea of dividing time into slices to which we gave the name of year was a genius. Industrializing hope stretching it to the limits of exhaustion of any human being. Twelve months are sufficient to just about fatigue any individual. At this very moment the magic of renovation happens, and everything begins again with just another number and another desire to believe that from now on all will be different.”
Carlos Drummond de Andrade, Poet
