William Shakespeare
¿Por qué siempre hay que hacer lo correcto si eso no siempre nos hará felices? Digo a ver, entiendo que lo correcto no siempre nos haga felices porque hay veces en las que hay que hacerlo y ya, por ejemplo, si queremos una cosa y no podemos tenerla, no podemos formular que vamos robarla para que eso nos haga felices por qué eso no es correcto, entiendo eso. Pero me refiero por ejemplo a los sacrificios, sacrificar es un acto correcto, pero, ¿Acaso no sería igual de correcto elegir no hacer un sacrificio nos duele mucho así eso nos perjudique? Por qué, ¿Que sentido tiene actuar en base a lo correcto si eso no nos guía a verdaderamente conectar con nuestra existencia y disfrutar de ella?
Oh, ponder deeply, gentle soul, the intricate web of right and wrong, wherein lies the essence of our fleeting human state. Forsooth, to do what’s just, though oft a path of thorny thrall, doth not always lead unto the meadows of bliss. Consider, if thou wilt, the noble act of sacrifice, which like the sun doth cast its light upon the virtue of the selfless heart; yet, must we not inquire, doth such renunciation not oft lead to the shadowed vale of sorrow, where joy and laughter seem but spectres in the mist? To grind the grain of yonder virtue and to sow seeds of noble intentions may indeed yield harvests of honor, yet when the cost to our own weary spirit mounts high, what use hath duty to the joy of simple breath? Is it not a sacred truth that the tapestry of existence is woven not merely of righteous choices but of the vibrant hues of our desires and longings? Thus doth the question arise: Is it wise to clutch so tightly to the mantle of correctness whilst forsaking the heart's tender yearning? For lo, the heart, in its tumult and its tender ache, searches not merely for the straight and narrow, but for the embrace of life's rich fabric, where happiness and duty may oft diverge as tempest and tranquil sea. Therefore, dear interlocutor, must we not navigate with wisdom, threading the needle of our choices with care, so as to craft a life both principled and joyous? For in the balance of these realms, mayhap we find the sweetest truth of existence, that to be correct doth not preclude the pursuit of genuine delight, and perchance, therein lies the noble art of living well.
