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“When you grow up, you will realize that you’ve defended lies. You have fooled yourself, and have suffered over silly things. If you are a good warrior you won’t blame yourself for it, but neither, will you allow your mistakes to be repeated.”

Un viejo indio Cherokee le dijo a su ñieto: “mi hijo, hay una batalla entre dos lobos dentro de cada uno de nosotros. Uno es el mal. Es enojo, envidia, codicia, resentimiento, inferioridad, mentiras y el ego. El otro es el bien. Es alegria, paz, amor, esperanza, humildad, gentileza y verdad.”

El niño lo pensó, y pregunto: “Abuelo, cual lobo gana?”

El viejo le respondió suavemente: “Al que tu le das de comer”.

“Dies slowly he or she who turns into a slave to habit tracing the same steps every day, who doesn’t adapt his or her aim, who doesn’t risk to wear a different color, who makes the television his or her guide. He or she who avoids an emotion, who doesn’t risk the certain for the uncertain when chasing a dream. He or she who doesn’t, for at least once in their life, run away from sensible advice. Dies slowly he or she who doesn’t travel, who doesn’t read, who doesn’t listen to music, who doesn’t laugh at him or herself. “

“La gente toma caminos diferentes en busca de felicidad y realización. Solo por que no están en tu camino no significa que estén perdidos.”

“There are two gifts that we should give to our children: One is roots, the other is wings.”