Here is a beautiful poem by Mario de Andrade (San Paolo 1893-1945). MY SOUL HAS A HAT
I counted my years and realized that I have less time to live by, than I
have lived so far.
I feel like a child who won a pack of candies: at first he ate them with
pleasure but when he realized that there was little left, he began to taste
I have no time for endless meetings where the statutes, rules, procedures
and internal regulations are discussed, knowing that nothing will be done.
I no longer have the patience to stand absurd people who, despite their
chronological age, have not grown up.
My time is too short: I want the essence, my spirit is in a hurry. I do not
have much candy in the package anymore.
I want to live next to humans, very realistic people who know how to laugh
at their mistakes and who are not inflated by their own triumphs and who
take responsibility for their actions. In this way, human dignity is
defended and we live in truth and honesty.
It is the essentials that make life useful.
I want to surround myself with people who know how to touch the hearts of
those whom hard strokes of life have learned to grow with sweet touches of
Yes, I'm in a hurry. I'm in a hurry to live with the intensity that only
maturity can give.
I do not intend to waste any of the remaining desserts. I am sure they will
be exquisite, much more than those eaten so far.
My goal is to reach the end satisfied and at peace with my loved ones and my
We have two lives and the second begins when you realize you only have one.