For example, she did not mind at all if Christendom should be done for, stove in, kaput, screwed up once and all. She did not mind that the Christers were like everybody else, if not worse.

One should give little time to oneself to gain inner energy...

Sometimes all niceness gone and glad to get out on the street but always another day starting and then another night.

I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected.

Written By Paulo Coelho

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