George Bernard Shaw (1856-1950)

"DON JUAN: My dear Ana, you are silly. Do you suppose Heaven is like earth, where people persuade themselves that what is done can be undone by repentance; that what is spoken can be unspoken by withdrawing it; that what is true can be annihilated by a general agreement to give it the lie? No: Heaven is the home of the masters of reality: that is why I am going thither.

ANA: Thank you: I am going to Heaven for happiness. I have had quite enough of reality on earth.

DON JUAN: Then you must stay here; for Hell is the home of the unreal and of the seekers for happiness. It is the only refuge from Heaven, which is, as I tell you, the home of the masters of reality, and from earth, which is the home of the slaves of reality. The earth is a nursery in which men and women play at being heroes and heroines, saints and sinners; but they are dragged down from their fool's paradise by their bodies: hunger and cold and thirst, age and decay and disease, death above all, make them slaves of reality: thrice a day meals must be eaten and digested: thrice a century a new generation must be engendered: ages of faith, of romance and of science are all driven at last to have but one prayer. 'Make me a healthy animal.' But here you escape this tyranny of the flesh; for here you are not an animal at all: you are a ghost, an appearance, an illusion, a convention, deathless, ageless: in a word, bodiless. There are no social questions here, no political questions, no religious questions, best of all, perhaps, no sanitary questions. Here you call your appearance beauty, your emotions love, your sentiments heroism, your aspirations virtue, just as you did on earth; but here there are no hard facts to contradict you, no ironic contrast of your needs with your pretensions, no human comedy, nothing but a perpetual romance, a universal melodrama. (...) And yet you want to leave this paradise!"

("Man and Superman", peça de 1903; trecho do sensacional terceiro ato, "Don Juan in Hell", acrescentado em 1907. Recomenda-se lê-lo após ouvir o "Don Giovanni" de Mozart e Lorenzo Da Ponte. Aliás, preciso citar o Lorenzo aqui.)