«Some princes are born in palaces. Some are born in mangers. But a few are born in the imagination, out of scraps of history and hope. Barack Obama never talks about how people see him: I'm not the one making history, he said every chance he got. You are. Yet as he looked out Tuesday night through the bulletproof glass, in a park named for a Civil War general, he had to see the truth on people's faces. We are the ones we've been waiting for, he liked to say, but people were waiting for him, waiting for someone to finish what a King began.»
Mais um extraordinário texto de Nancy Gibbs, na Time, quando já tudo parecia ter sido escrito...
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Bolas, Fonseca, quando for grande quero ser a Nancy (ou achas que já é tarde?)
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