Dies Slowly he who becomes a slave of habit, repeating same path every day, he who never changes brands. Who doesnt risk wearing a new color and doesnt speak to whom he doesnt know. Dies Slowly he who makes the television his guru. he who avoids a passion, he who prefers black on white and dotted is to a whirlwind of emotions, precisely those that rescue the brilliance of ones eyes, smiles from yawns, hearts from disappointments and sorrows. Dies Slowly he who doesnt turn the table when hes unhappy at his job, he who doesnt risk the certain for the uncertain to follow a dream, he who doesnt permit himself at least once in his life, to flee from sensible advice. Dies Slowly he who doesnt travel, he who doesnt read, he who doesnt listen to music, he who doesnt find humor in himself. Dies Slowly he who destroys his own love, he who doesnt allow himself to help. Dies Slowly he who passes the days complaining of his bad luck or of the incessant rain. Dies Slowly he who abandons a project before starting it, not asking about an unfamiliar subject or not answering when they inquire about something he knows. We avoid death in soft quotes, remembering that to be alive requires an effort much greater than the simple fact of breathing. Only with ardent patience will we conquer a splendid happness. PABLO NERUDA
Posted on: Tue, 10 Jun 2014 12:27:11 +0000
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