Fear cramps everyone's style.

Paulo Coelho

Paulo Coelho

Profession: Novelist
Nationality: Brazilian

Fear cramps everyone's style. Paulo Coelho

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And he returned to his books, which had never asked him for anything he could not provide.

The hills of Andalusia were only two hours away, but there was an entire desert between him and the Pyramids. Yet the boy felt that there was another way to regard his situation: he was actually two hours closer to his treasure . . . the fact that the two hours had stretched into an entire year didn't matter.

We can never judge the lives of others, because each person knows only their own pain and renunciation.

Suggestions for further reading Karen Armstrong, Jerusalem; Jorge Luis Borges, Ficciones; Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha; Deepak Chopra, God: A Story of Revelation; Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet; Lawrence Kushner, Kabbalah: A Love Story; C. S. Lewis, Mere Christianity; Krista Tippett, Speaking of Faith; Eckhart Tolle, The Power of Now.

A warrior balances solitude and dependence.

It's enough just to love him, to be with him in my thoughts and to color this lovely city with his steps, his words, his love. When I leave this country, it will have a face and a name and the memory of a fireplace. Everything else I experienced here, all the difficulties I had to overcome, will be as nothing compared to that memory.

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.

We can never judge the lives of others, because each person knows only their own pain and renunciation. It's one thing to feel that you are on the right path, but it's another to think that yours is the only path.

Succes doesn't not come from having one's work recognised by others. It is the fruit of a seed that you lovingly planted.

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

Instead of accepting ourselves as we are, we try to imitate what we see around us.

The existence of this world is simply a guarantee that there exists a world that is perfect.

Why did I never do that before? If I'm free, if I can think whatever I choose to think, why have I always avoided imagining forbidden situations?

We should always be prepared for attacks by the enemy and be capable of looking into the eye of death so that death may light our path.