definite settlement of the question.  From the deck, where I merely turned round and looked, I saw the light of another summer

I am more afraid of alcohol than of all the bullets of the enemy.

I could disappear from the face of the earth, and the world would go on moving without the slightest twinge. Things were tremendously complicated, to be sure, but one thing was clear: no one needed me.

People only give value to a thing if they have, at some point, been uncertain as to whether or not they'll get it.

Written By Paulo Coelho

About us

Featured posts

Featured Topics

Quick Links