In periods of rapid personal change, we pass through life as though we are spellcast. We speak in sentences that end before finishing. We sleep heavily because we need to ask so many questions as we dream alone. We bump into others and feel bashful at recognizing souls so similar to ourselves.

I thought I was important. 
Until I needed the reassurance. 
Saw no one there.

مع أنّ كل شيء مكتوب ، يظل الله رحيمًا ولا يستعمل ريشته والدواة إلاّ ليكون لنا معينًا

Written By Paulo Coelho

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