Each human being is unique, each with their own qualities, instincts, forms of pleasure, and desire for adventure. However, society always imposes on us a collective way of behaving, and people never stop to wonder why they should behave like that. They just accept it...You're someone who is different, but who wants to be the same as everyone else. And that, in my view, is a serious illness
Paulo Coelho...the truth about this existence of ours...can be summed up in one word: Live
Paulo CoelhoYou drown not by falling in the river but by staying submerged in it.
Paulo Coelhoإذن لماذا على أن أصغي إلى قلبي؟
لأنك لن تستطيع إسكاته أبدا حتى لو تظاهرت بعدم سماع ما يقوله لك سيبقى هنا في صدرك ولن ينقطع عن ترديد ما تفكر به حول الحياة والكون.
Why don't people's hearts tell them to continue to follow their dreams?" the boy asked the alchemist.
"Because that's what makes a heart suffer most, and hearts don't like to suffer.
You're crying?"
"I'm a woman of the desert," she said, averting her face. "But above all, I'm a woman.
Durante toda mi vida he entendido el amor como una especie de esclavitud consentida. Pero esto no es así: la libertad sólo existe cuando existe el amor. Quien se entrega totalmente, quien se siente libre, ama al máximo. Y quien ama al máximo, se siente libre. Pero en el amor, cada uno de nosotros es responsable por lo que siente, y no puede culpar al otro por eso.
Nadie pierde a nadie porque nadie posee a nadie.
Y esta es la verdadera experiencia de la libertad: Tener lo más importante del mundo sin poseerlo.
Tags: love freedom amorality libertad once-minutos
How does light enter a house? If the windows are open. How does light enter a human? If the door of love is open.
Paulo CoelhoInstead of buying something for you that you want I give you something that is mine, truly mine. A gift, a sign of respect for the person I have in front of me. Now you have a little piece of me with you which I gave you freely and spontaniously.
Paulo CoelhoTags: gift
gözyaşları ruhun kanıdır,demiş biri,şimdi gördüğümde buydu,çünkü bir tünele girmiş geçmişe gidiyordum,o da Tanrı'nın insanlara bahşettiği en kutsal duayı okur gibi ellerini kavuşturmuş orada beni bekliyordu.
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