Tenho de decorar isto, se algum dia quiser vir a ser pai. É a cartilha necessária, e digam-me lá o que quiserem, ninguem me convence do contrário....

"Yet here Leartes? aboord, aboord, for shame,
The winde sits in the shoulder of your saile,
And you are staid for, there my blessing with thee
And these few precepts in thy memory.
Be thou familiar, but by no meanes vulgare;
Those friends thou hast, and their adoptions tried,
Graple them to thee with a hoope of steele,
But do not dull the palme with entertaine,
Of euery new vnfleg'd courage,
Beware of entrance into a quarrell; but being in,
Beare it that the opposed may beware of thee,
Costly thy apparrell, as thy purse can buy.
But not exprest in fashion,
For the apparell oft proclaimes the man.
And they of France of the chiefe rancke and station
Are of a most select and generall chiefe in that:
This aboue all, to thy owne selfe be true,
And it must follow as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any one,
Farewel, my blessing with thee."

Polonio a Laertes - Hamlet - W. Shakespeare