If I could live my life again. In the next
try to make more mistakes.
not try to be so perfect, I would relax more. I would be sillier than I have been
actually take fewer things seriously.
would be less hygienic.
run more risks, take more trips, contemplate
more sunsets, climb more mountains, swim more rivers.
go to more places I've never been, I would eat more ice cream and less beans
,
have more real problems and less imaginary.
I was one of those people who lived sensibly and prolifically
every minute of his life: of course I had moments of joy
.
But if I could go back
try to have only good moments.
case you did not know that life is made
only moments, do not miss the now.
I was one of those
never went anywhere without a thermometer, a hot water bag
, umbrella and parachute
if I could live again, I would travel lighter.
If you could relive
begin to walk barefoot in the early spring and continue
till the end of autumn. I would take more turns
carts,
watch more sunrises and play more with the children, if I had
life again ahead.
But you see, I have 85 years and I know I'm dying.
(Anonymous)
He or she who does not travel, who does not read
,
who did not listen to music,
who does not laugh at yourself.
Dies slowly he who destroys his self love,
who did not even try.
Dies slowly he who transforms himself in slave of habit
repeating every day the same
journeys,
who does not change brand,
not dare to change the color of their clothing
or not talk to those who do not know
.
Dies slowly he who avoids a passion and
swirl of emotions, just those who return
brightness
the eyes and restore
broken hearts.
dies slowly who does not turn the wheel when this
unhappy with his work or his love,
who does not risk certainty or uncertainty, to thus follow a dream
who is not allowed, not even once in your life ,
away from sensible advice ...
Live today! Hazards
today!
Do it today!
Do not be dying slowly!
not prevent you from being happy!
(Pablo Neruda)
mourn prohibited without learning,
wake up one day not knowing what to do,
be afraid of your memories.
is forbidden not to smile at problems,
not fight for what you want, leave everything for fear
,
not make your dreams come true.
is forbidden not to show your love,
make someone pay your debts and bad humor.
is forbidden to leave your friends,
not try to understand what they lived together,
call them only when you need them.
is prohibited unless you before people,
pretending to people you do not care,
make funny just to remind you,
forget all the people who love you.
is forbidden not to do things for yourself,
be afraid of life and its commitments,
not live each day like a last breath.
is forbidden to take someone without
cheering, to forget her eyes, her laugh, just because your paths
stopped being embraced,
forget his past and his present pay.
is forbidden not to try to understand people,
think that their lives are worth more than yours,
not know that everyone has his way and that.
forbidden not create your history,
not have a moment for people who need you,
not understand what life gives you, it takes it away.
forbidden not find your happiness,
not live your life with a positive attitude,
not think we can be better,
not feel that without you this world would not be beaten.
(Pablo Neruda)
Your love is proof that God loves me ... Happy Birthday, Felicity!
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