Deambulando por los océanos en búsqueda de un tesoro tal vez escondido, sin saber siquiera de su existencia, solo con la esperanza y sin mapa alguno más que las pocas ideas que me indican las heridas que arrastro, causadas tal vez por mi búsqueda y a veces por renegar de ella.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way.