Gently the waves would break (Lily heard them in her sleep); tenderly the light fell (it seemed to come through her eyelids). And it all looked, Mr. Carmichael thought, shutting his book, falling asleep, much as it used to look years ago.

In travel, as in many other experiences in life, once is usually enough.

Your broker is a half-naked blue-and-orange crypto-anarchist?

I’ll make love with them in their houses or in the woods, I’ll feel a certain degree of pleasure, but the moment I reach orgasm, the feeling of emptiness will return.

Written By Paulo Coelho

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