She could have been an interior decorator, a good one, too, if it wasn’t for the pressing demands of so on and so forth.

آیا کافی نیست که باغی را زیبا ببینیم، بدونِ آن‌که باور داشته باشیم پریانی در قلبِ آن ساکن هستند؟

She kept saying that the flood was God’s will and we had to submit to it. But I didn’t see things that way. Submitting seemed to me a lot like giving up. If God gave us the strength to bail—the gumption to try to save ourselves—isn’t that what he wanted us to do?

Written By Paulo Coelho

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