one day, while I was walking, I saw the eiffel tower. It was great.

He dies slowly the one who does not travel, the one who does not read, who does not listen to music, the one who does not know how to find favor in his eyes. He slowly dies who destroys his self-esteem, the one who never allows himself to be helped. He slowly dies who becomes a slave to habit retracing the same paths every day, the one who never changes his landmark, never dares to change the color of his clothes Or never talk to a stranger. He dies slowly who avoids passion and its whirlwind of emotions, those that restore the light in the eyes and mend the wounded hearts. He dies slowly who does not change course when he is unhappy at work or in love, the one who does not take risks to achieve his dreams, the one who, not once in his life, has shunned sensible advice. Live now! Risk yourself today! Act now! Do not let yourself die slowly! Do not deprive yourself of being happy! He dies slowly. Pablo Neruda

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