Paulo Coelho

Paulo
Coelho
1947

Brazilian Lyricist and Novelist

Author Quotes

What was broken will never be the same again.

When each day is the same as the next, it?s because people fail to recognize the good things that happen in their lives every day that the sun rises.

When love is not necessary to understand what is going on out there, because everything starts to happen within us

When things start to happen, and the path does reveal itself to us, we become afraid of carrying on.

When we meet someone and fall in love, we have a sense that the whole universe is on our side. And yet if something goes wrong, there is nothing left! How is it possible for the beauty that was there only minutes before to vanish so quickly? Life moves very fast. It rushes from heaven to hell in a matter of seconds.

When you are moving toward an objective, said Petrus, it is very important to pay attention to the road. It is the road that teaches us the best way to get there, and the road enriches us as we walk its length.

When you suspect a sense of constant dissatisfaction, this means that God created for only one reason: You have to change everything and goes on

Whenever we get closer to our dreams, became a legend of personal real impetus for life.

Who let me be like the wind, no one knows where it comes from or where it goes and changes direction without having to answer to anyone.

What is disturbing is the risk of being different, and the horror of being equal.

What we are is what we do, and more than what we possess.

When everything seems to be going well and your dream is almost within your gasp, that is when you must be more alert than ever.

When mouths close, it?s because there?s something important to be said.

When trying to seduce a woman, a writer says: 'I'm a writer', and scribbles a poem on a napkin. It always works.

When we plant a rose seed in the earth, we notice it is small, but we do not criticize it as rootless and stemless. We treat it as a seed, giving it the water and nourishment required of a seed.

When you are very close to our treasures of us we do not notice it at all, you know why? Because people do not believe in treasures.

When you want something with all your heart, that?s when you are closest to the Soul of the World. It?s always a positive force.

Whenever you have to find about something, Plunge right in!

Who lit the fire of wisdom? And where to go? I realized that the man, an example of such a candle, carries in his heart the sacred fire of certain moments, but he does not know at all where it ignited.

What is happening does not repeat visits may never happen. But what happens twice inevitably happens a third time.

What we need to learn is always there before us, we just have to look around us with respect and attention in order to discover where God is leading us and which step we should take next.

When faced with a loss, it is no use trying to recover what has gone. On the other hand, a great space has been opened up in your life - there it lies, empty, waiting to be filled with something new. At the moment of one?s loss, contradictory as this might seem, one is being given a large slice of freedom.

When one loves can learn everything, and knows things did not dare to never think about, because the key to understanding all love secrets.

When we always see the same people end up doing that they become part of our lives. And as they are part of our lives, they also have to want to change our lives. And if we do not expect us to be like them, bother. Because everyone knows exactly how we should live our lives. And never have any idea how to live their own lives.

When we renounce our dreams and find peace,? he said after a while, ?we go through a short period of tranquility. But the dead dreams begin to rot within us and to infect our entire being. We become cruel to those around us, and then we begin to direct this cruelty against ourselves. That?s when illnesses and psychoses arise. What we sought to avoid in combat ? disappointment and defeat ? come upon us because of our cowardice. And one day, the dead, spoiled dreams make it difficult to breathe, and we actually seek death. It?s death that frees us from our certainties, from our work, and from that terrible peace of our Sunday afternoons.

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First Name
Paulo
Last Name
Coelho
Birth Date
1947
Bio

Brazilian Lyricist and Novelist