THE ROAD NOT TAKEN

Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that, the passing there

Had worn them really abo...

Divergir para ampliar. O que me traz uma indagação: o que é que determina o caráter epifânico e decorrentemente distinto de determinadas pessoas? Essa questão que inquieta!