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Dies slowly he who transforms himself in slave of habit, repeating every day the same itineraries, who does not change brand, does not risk to wear a new colour and doesn't talk to whom doesn't know. Dies slowly he who avoids a passion, who prefers black to white and the dots on the "i" to a whirlpool of emotions, just those ones that recover the gleam from the eyes, smiles from the yawns, hearts from the stumbling and feelings. Dies slowly he who does not overthrow the table, he who is unhappy at work, who does not risk the certain for the uncertain to go toward that dream that is keeping him awake. Dies slowly he Who does not allow, at least once in his life, to flee from sensate advises. Dies slowly he who does not travel, does not read, does not listen to music, who does not find grace in himself. Dies slowly he who destroys his self-love, who does not accept somebody's help. Dies slowly he who passes his days complaining of his bad luck or the incessant rain. Dies slowly he who abandons a project before starting it, who does not ask over a subject that does not know or who does not answer when being asked about something he knows. Dies slowly he who does not intent excelling, who does not learn from the stones of the road of life, who does not love and let somebody love. Let's avoid death in soft quotes, remembering always that to be alive demands an effort much bigger that the simple fact of breathing.
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