SOME notes from Leonardo Da Vinci at the end of the 15th century:

“…and the man who is looking forward with joyful curiosity to the new spring, and the new summer, and always new months…does not notice that his longing carries within it the germs of his own death”.

A dismal view of life, maybe, but Da Vinci did not stop there. To him, we should not lament, but rather welcome, destiny shaped by unattainable hope. “[T]his very yearning�