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These are the words of a friend ... Belle and especially dense. I've just read the two times and I think I'll just make it several times because simplicity is complex and hard to swallow, to make their own ...

learn that happiness is not 'one of the great things.
It 's not what you go after twenty years, when, like gladiators fought the world to come out victorious ...
happiness is not 'that which is pursued Affan believing that love is all or nothing ... and not' the strong emotions that make the "pop" out and exploding with spectacular thunder ... happiness not 'to climb skyscrapers, challenges will constantly be won test.
grew up learning that happiness and 'made ....... but precious little things and you learn that the smell of coffee' in the morning and 'a little ritual of happiness, which are enough notes in a song, the feelings of a book by the colors that warm the heart, that's enough aromas of a kitchen, the poetry of the painters of happiness, just the nose of your cat or your dog to feel a little happiness.
And you learn that happiness and 'made up of emotions on tiptoe, on the quiet of small explosions that expand the heart, that you can touch the stars and the sun to shine my eyes, and you learn that a field of sunflowers illuminate the sa face, which wakes you up the scent of spring from winter, and sit read to relax in the shade of a tree and free thoughts.
And you learn that love and 'made up of sensations delicate, small sparks in the stomach, presence of nearby too distant, and learns that time expands and that those five minutes are precious and more than many long hours, and you learn that just close your eyes, turn on the senses, sfornellare in the kitchen, read a poem, write a book or watch a photo to cancel the time and distances and be with loved ones. And you learn that
hear a voice on the phone, receive an unexpected little moments are felici.E learn to have in the drawer and the heart, dreams but small preziosi.E learn that keeping a child in her arms and 'delicious happiness. And you learn that the gifts the largest are those who talk of the people you love ... And you learn that there is 'joy also in urgent need to write down your thoughts, that there is' something to love, happy melancholy.
And you learn that in spite of your defense, despite your will or your destiny, there is every gull flying 'in the heart of a small-sized espiritu.

And you learn how beautiful and majestic simplicity ......
(Anonymous)

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anything twice

Nothing happens twice
Neither will happen. For this reason
are born with no experience,
die without addiction. Even the most obtuse to the students

's school
repeat of the planet is not given
The seasons of the past.
Not a day that will accrue two nights
not equal the same, no two kisses alike
,
or two looks unaltered.
Yesterday, when your name
Someone has given me

it seemed that a rose bloom on the pavement.
Today we are together,
I turned my eyes elsewhere.
A rose? But what? Perhaps
stone, or maybe flowers?
For you, now evil, come on
fear and uncertainty?
There you are - so you need to go.
past - and therein lies the beauty. We will
harmony,
smiling arms, though we are different

as two drops of water.

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days and moments

Help .. because there are days like this?! We feel dead inside rooms, sometimes with the lure of being able to see out beyond the windows ... but the window will not open! And everything takes on a negative aura, everything seems to be surrounded by high walls and you climb, unable to cross, and you inflict more and more are smooth, almost mirror where the only thing that reflects you are with your despair ... Then there are days
dull, confused by the color and flavor uncertain, specially made to relax and soothe the worries ... But you would not want to rest, only feel emotions to be sure not to be hurt by spending your life ...
There are days without time, where your head is attached to the golden thread of memories and you satisfied at the thought of them lived. We take the melancholy that makes you sad but also a little 'happy anyway because you're done in that past but closed forever inside you, shaken with a touch of shiny diamond.
There are also days of pain, when all the weight of the world you feel strong and powerful on your fragile shoulders. And you feel down, down ... until a yearning for the spiral of life is the better of the death around you, it gets inside the bowels sticking and being able to spread their wings crumpled. There are
days when you do not do but smile and sing and dance ... almost no reason. But why is it just a fairy tale that is emerging for you, regardless if in the end there is a " and lived happily ever after" because while there, and empty the gray and undefined are tinged with new splendor. There are moments
where you broke my heart, you have two eyes looked like no one has ever done, snatch your soul the mind the heart ... and take it away because you left it at that brief moment lies the sense of all day past, present and future ...