Paulo Coelho

“The problem is that they don't even realize that they're walking a new road every day. They don't see that the fields are new and the seasons change. All they think about is food and water.”

“Y llegará el día en el que los momentos difíciles serán sólo historias que contarán, orgullosos, a aquellos que quieran escuchar. Y todos los oirán con respeto y aprenderán tres cosas importantes: A tener paciencia para esperar el momento justo de actuar. Sabiduría para no dejar escapar la siguiente oportunidad. Y orgullo de sus cicatrices.”

“We love men because they can never fake orgasms, even if they wanted to.Because they write poems, songs, and books in our honor.Because they never understand us, but they never give up.Because they can see beauty in women when women have long ceased to see any beauty in themselves.Because they come from little boys.Because they can churn out long, intricate, Machiavellian, or incredibly complex mathematics and physics equations, but they can be comparably clueless when it comes to women.Because they are incredible lovers and never rest until we’re happy.Because they elevate sports to religion.Because they’re never afraid of the dark.Because they don’t care how they look or if they age.Because they persevere in making and repairing things beyond their abilities, with the naïve self-assurance of the teenage boy who knew everything.Because they never wear or dream of wearing high heels.Because they’re always ready for sex.Because they’re like pomegranates: lots of inedible parts, but the juicy seeds are incredibly tasty and succulent and usually exceed your expectations.Because they’re afraid to go bald.Because you always know what they think and they always mean what they say.Because they love machines, tools, and implements with the same ferocity women love jewelry.Because they go to great lengths to hide, unsuccessfully, that they are frail and human.Because they either speak too much or not at all to that end.Because they always finish the food on their plate.Because they are brave in front of insects and mice.Because a well-spoken four-year old girl can reduce them to silence, and a beautiful 25-year old can reduce them to slobbering idiots.Because they want to be either omnivorous or ascetic, warriors or lovers, artists or generals, but nothing in-between.Because for them there’s no such thing as too much adrenaline.Because when all is said and done, they can’t live without us, no matter how hard they try.Because they’re truly as simple as they claim to be.Because they love extremes and when they go to extremes, we’re there to catch them.Because they are tender they when they cry, and how seldom they do it.Because what they lack in talk, they tend to make up for in action.Because they make excellent companions when driving through rough neighborhoods or walking past dark alleys.Because they really love their moms, and they remind us of our dads.Because they never care what their horoscope, their mother-in-law, nor the neighbors say.Because they don’t lie about their age, their weight, or their clothing size.Because they have an uncanny ability to look deeply into our eyes and connect with our heart, even when we don’t want them to.Because when we say “I love you” they ask for an explanation.”

“One day you will wake up & there won’t be any more time to do the things you’ve always wanted. Do it now.”

“Millions of couples out there practiced the art of sadomasochism every day, without even realizing it. They went to work, came back, complained about everything, insulted their wife or were insulted by her, felt wretched, but were, nonetheless, tightly bound to their own unhappiness, not realizing that all it would take was a single gesture, a final goodbye, to free them from that oppression.”

“Time does not pass, it merely changes.”

“Comme les cristaux et les étoiles, comme les cellules et les plantes, nos âmes aussi se divisent (...). de même que nous nous divisons, nous nous retrouvons. Et ces retrouvailles se nomment l'Amour. Car lorsqu'une âme se divise, elle se divise toujours en une partie masculine et une partie fémnine. C'est expliqué ainsi dans le livre de la Genèse: l'âme d'Adam est divisée, et Eve est née de lui. (...). Dans chaque vie, nous avons la mystérieuse obligation de retrouver, au moins, une de ces Autres Parties. Le Grand Amour, qui les a séparées, se réjouit de l'Amour qui les réunit. - Et comment puis-je savoir que c'est mon Autre Partie?- En prenant des risques. En courant le risque de l'échec, des déceptions, des désillusions, mais en ne cessant jamais de chercher l'Amour. Celui qui ne renonce pas à cette quête est gagnant.”

“Hearts can be treacherous, but the best way to keep them from fooling you is to listen to them intently”

“Die zerstörerischte Waffe ist das Wort, das ein Leben zunichte macht, ohne Blutspuren zu hinterlassen, und dessen Wunden niemals heilen.”

“IF YOU LIVE YOUR LIFE FULLY, YOU WILL ONLY DIE ONCE. BUT IF YOU ARE SCARED, FEAR WILL KILL YOU DAY AFTER DAY.”

“But as far as true goodness was concerned, that didn't exist - not in the land of cowardly men.”

“They were so ignorant, so naive, so resigned to their lot. They refused to believe anything that didn't fit in with what they were used to believing.”

“Je suis vivant. Et pendant que je mange, je ne fais rien d'autre que manger. Quand je marcherai, je marcherai, c'est tout. Et s'il faut un jour me battre, n'importe quel jour en vaut un autre pour mourir. Parce que je ne vis ni dans mon passé ni dans mon avenir. Je n'ai que le présent, et c'est lui seul qui m'intéresse. Si tu peux demeurer toujours dans le présent, alors tu seras un homme heureux.”

“I have learned to suffer in silence.”

“The best way to weaken one's enemy was to get him to believe that you were on his side.”

“Travelling to past lives is like making a hole in the floor and letting the flames of the fire in the apartment below scorch and burn the present”

“I gaze lovingly at "Hilal" a love that is reflected through time or what we imagine to be time, as in a mirror. She was never mine and never will be; that is how it is. We are both creators and creatures, but we are also puppets in God's hands, and there is a line we cannot cross, a line that was drawn for reasons we cannot know. We can approach and even dabble our toes in the river but we are forbidden to plunge in and let ourselves be carried along by the current.”

“We are all souls wandering the cosmos and, at the same time, living our lives, but with a sense that we are passing from one incarnation to another. If something touches to the code of our soul, it is remembered for ever and affects whatever comes afterwards.”

“I knew it,’ she says. ‘I knew I had met you before. I knew it the first time I saw your photograph. It’s as if we had to meet again at some point in this life. I talked to my friends about it, but they thought I was crazy, that thousands of people must say the same thing about thousands of other people every day. I thought they must be right, but life… life brought you to me. You came to find me, didn’t you?”

“I receive your love and I give you mine. Not the love of a man for a woman, not the love of a father for a child, not the love of God for his creatures. But a love with no name and no explanation like a river that cannot explain why it follows a particular course, but simply flows onwards. A love that asks for nothing and gives nothing in return; it is simply there. I will never be yours and you will never be mine; nevertheless, I can honestly say: I love you”

“Quand nous nous engageons dans le chemin, nous avons toujours une idee plus ou moins definie de ce que nous voulons trouver. Les femmes en general recherchent l'Autre Partie, les hommes le Pouvoir. Ni les uns ni les autres ne desirent apprendre: ils veulent arriver au but qu'ils se sont fixes.”

“Here we believe that God has already done His part; now it is up to us to continue the process.”

“A warrior cannot lower his head - otherwise he loses sight of the horizon of his dreams.”

“A warrior of the light never picks fruit before it is ripe.”

“one cannot judge the beauty of a path merely by looking at its entrance.”

“The same goes for envy, anger and insults - said the master. - When they are not accepted, they continue to belong to the one who carried them.”

“If someone comes to you with a gift, and you do not accept it, who does the gift belong to? - asked the Samurai.”

“A flower is not better when it blooms than when it is merely a bud; at each stage it is the same thing — a flower in the process of expressing its potential.”

“Just as your hand has the power to hide the sun, mediocrity has the power to hide your inner light. Do not blame others for your own incompetence.”

“Yo no quiero más de la vida. Y tú me estás obligando a ver riquezas y horizontes que yo nunca conocí. Ahota que los conozco y que conozco mis posibilidades inmensas. voy a sentirme peor de lo que antes me sentía. Porque sé que puedo tenerlo todo, y no quiero.”

“There is only that moment, and the incredible certainty that everything under the sun has been written by one hand only. It is the hand that evokes love, and creates a twin soul for every person in the world. Without such love, one's dreams would have no meaning.”

“Therefore, before you begin anything, seek out your allies, people who are interested in what you are doing. I'm not saying 'seek out other archers'.”

“Nadie esta solo en sus atribulaciones, siempre hay alguien mas pensando, alegrandose, o sufriendo de la misma manera, y eso nos da fuerza para afrontar mejor el desafio que tenemos ante nosotros...”

“El Alquimista cogió un libro que alguien de la caravana había traído. El volumen estaba sin las tapas, pero logró identificar su autor: Oscar Wilde. Mientras lo hojeaba, encontró una historia sobre Narciso. El Alquimista conocía la leyenda de Narciso, un hermoso muchacho que todos lod días iba a contemplar su propia belleza en el lago. Estaba tan fascinado por sí mismo, que un día cayó dentro del lago y murió ahogado. En el lugar donde cayó nació una flor a la que llamaron narciso. Pero no era así como Oscar Wilde ponía fin a la historia. Él decía que cuando Narciso murió, vinieron las Oréiadas-diosas del bosque- y vieron el lago transformado, de un lago de agua dulce, en un cántaro de lágrimas saladas. - Por qué lloráis?- preguntaron las Oréiadas. - Lloro por Narciso,- respondió el lago. - Oh, no nos extraña que lloréis por Narciso- prosiguieron diciendo ellas-. Al gin y al cabo, a pesar de que todas nosotras le perseguíamos siempre a través del bosque, vos erais el único que tenía la oportunidad de contemplar de cerca su belleza. - Entonces, ¿era bello Narciso?- preguntó el lago. - ¿Quién sino vos podría saberlo?- respondieron, sorprendidas, las Oréiadas-. Después de todo, era sobre vuestra orilla donde él se inclinaba todos los días. El lago quedóse inmóvil unos instantes. Finalmento dijo: - Lloro por Narciso, pero nunca me habñia dado cuenta de que Narciso fuese bello. - Lloro por Narciso porque cada vez que él se recostaba sobre mi orilla yo podía ver, en el fondo de sus ojos, mi propia belleza reflejada. Qué historia tan hermosa- dijo el Alquimista.”

“The Buddhists were right, the Hindus were right, the Muslims were right, and so were the Jews. Whenever someone follows the path to faith—sincerely follows it—he or she is able to unite with God and to perform miracles....“God is the same, even though He has a thousand names; it is up to us to select a name for Him.”

“A man runs into an old friend who had somehow never been able to make it in life. "I should give him some money", he thinks. But instead he learns that his old friend has grown rich and is actually seeking him out to repay the debts he had run up over the years.They go to a bar they used to frequent together and the friend buys drinks for everyone there, When they ask him how he became so successful, he answers that until only a few days ago, he had been living the role of the Other."What is the Other?", they ask."The 'Other' is the one who taught me what I should be like, but not what I am. The Other believes that it is out obligations to spend our entire life thinking about how to get our hands on as much money as possible so that we will not die of hunger when we are old. So we think so much about money and our plans for acquiring it that we discover that we are alive only when our days on earth are practically done. And then it's too late.""And you? Who are you?""I am just like everyone else who listens to their heart: a person who is enchanted by the mystery of life. Who is open to miracles, who experiences joy and enthusiasm for what they do. It's just that the Other, afraid of disappointment, kept me from taking actions"."But there is suffering in life", one of the listeners said."And there are defeats. No one can avoid them. But it's better to lose some of the battles in the struggle for your dreams than to be defeated without ever even knowing what you're fighting for.""That's it?", another listener asked."Yes, that's it. When I learned this, I resolved to become the person I had always wanted to be. The Other stood there in the corner of my room, watching me, but I will never let the Other into myself again - even though it has already tried to frighten me, warning me that it's risky not to think about the future.""From the moment that I ousted the Other from my life, the Divine Energy began to perform its miracles".”

“Sometimes an uncontrollable feeling of sadness grips us, he said. We recognize that the magic moment of the day has passed and that we’ve done nothing about it. Life begins to conceal its magic and its art.We have to listen to the child we once were, the child who still exists inside us. That child understands magic moments. We can stifle its cries, but we cannot silence its voice.The child we once were is still there. Blessed are the children, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.If we are not reborn – if we cannot learn to look at life with the innocence and the enthusiasm of childhood – it makes no sense to go on living.There are many ways to commit suicide. hose who try to kill the body violate God's law. Those who try to kill the soul also violate God's law, even though their crime is less visible to others.We have to pay attention to what the child in our heart tells us. We should not be embarrassed by this child. We must not allow this child to be scared because the child is alone and almost never heard.We must allow the child to take the reins of our lives. The child knows that each day is different from every other day.We have to allow it to feel loved again. We must please this child – even if this means that we act in ways we are not used to, in ways that may seem foolish to others.Remember that human wisdom is madness in the eyes of God. But if we listen to the child who lives in our soul, our eyes will grow bright. If we do not lose contact with that child, we will not lose contact with life.”

“E de ajuns să fii atent, lecţiile vin întotdeauna atunci când eşti pregătit, iar dacă eşti atent la semne, vei afla mereu tot ce-ţi trebuie pentru pasul următor.”

“The reason why people fail to achieve their dreams is because they stop pursuing them.”

“We are responsible for reencountering our Soul Mate who is sure to cross our path. Even if it is only for a matter of moments, because those moments bring with them a love so intense that it justifies the rest of our days.”

“Go in search of your Gift. The process of finding ourselves is called Love. The more you understand yourself, the more you will understand the world.”

“What is a Gift?""A Gift is your way of serving the world.”

“the great aim of every human being is to understand the meaning of total love. Love is not to be found in someone else, but in ourselves; we simply awaken it. But in order to do that, we need the other person. The universe only makes sense when we have someone to share our feelings with.”

“Même si l'Ecclésiaste dit qu'il y a un temps pour déchirer et un temps pour coudre, le temps pour coudre laisse parfois des cicatrices très profondes, le pire ce n'est pas de se promener dans Genève seul et misérable, c'est de donner à une personne qui est près de nous l'impression qu'elle n'a pas la moindre importance dans notre vie”

“I was very happy in both my marriages. I was unfaithful and so were they, just like any other normal couple.”

“The all-powerful Zahir seemed to be born with every human being and to gain full strength in childhood, imposing rules that would thereafter always be respected:People who are different are dangerous; they belong to another tribe; they want our lands and our women.We must marry, have children, reproduce the species.Love is only a small thing, enough for one person, and any suggestion that the heart might be larger than this may seem perverse.When we are married we are authorised to take possession of the other person, body and soul.We must do jobs we detest because we are part of an organised society, and if everyone did what they wanted to do, the world would come to a standstill.We must buy jewelry; it identifies us with our tribe.We must be amusing at all times and sneer at those who express their real feelings; it's dangerous for a tribe to allow its members to show their feelings.We must at all costs avoid saying no because people prefer those who always say yes, and this allows us to survive in hostile territory.What other people think is more important than what we feel.Never make a fuss--it might attract the attention of an enemy tribe.If you behave differently you will be expelled from the tribe because you could infect others and destroy something that was extremely difficult to organise in the first place.We must always consider the look of our new cave, and if we don't have a clear idea of our own, then we must call a decorator who will do his best to show others what good taste we have.We must eat three meals a day, even if we're not hungry, and when we fail to fit the current ideal of beauty we must fast, even if we're starving.We must dress according to the dictates of fashion, make love whether we feel like it or not, kill in the name of our country, wish time away so that retirement comes more quickly, elect politicians, complain about the cost of living, change our hair-style, criticise anyone who is different, go to a religious service on Sunday, Saturday or Friday, depending on our religion, and there beg forgiveness for our sins and puff ourselves up with pride because we know the truth and despise he other tribe, who worship false gods.Our children must follow in our footsteps; after all we are older and know more about the world.We must have a university degree even if we never get a job in the area of knowledge we were forced to study. We must never make our parents sad, even if this means giving up everything that makes us happy. We must play music quietly, talk quietly, weep in private, because I am the all-powerful Zahir, who lays down the rules and determines the meaning of success, the best way to love, the importance of rewards.”

“In the lives of individuals, just as in society at large, the profoundest changes take place within a very reduced time frame. When we least expect it, life sets us a challenge to test our courage and willingness to change; at such a moment, there is no point in pretending that nothing has happened or in saying that we are not yet ready... The challenge will not wait. Life does not look back. A week is more than enough time for us to decide whether or not to accept our destiny.”

“However, he often feels challenged by those whom he teaches the sword. His disciples call him to combat.”

“She had just realised there were two things that prevent us from achieving our dreams: believing them to be impossible or seeing those dreams made possible by some sudden turn of the wheel of fortune, when you least expected it. For at that moment, all our fears suddenly surface: the fear of setting off along a road heading who knows where, the fear of a life full of new challenges, the fear of losing for ever everything that is familiar... People want to change everything and, at the same time, want it all to remain the same.”

“When in doubt, just take the next small step”