When they were children, Mama’s elder sister had been dubbed the smart one and Mama the beautiful one. This was how my grandmother had raised them. As if a woman could not be both beautiful and smart.

What's the world's greatest lie? It is this: that at a certain point in our lives, we lose control of what's happening to us, and our lives become controlled by fate.That is the world's greatest lie.

There is no sorrow I have thought about more than that - to love what is great, and try to reach it, and yet to fail.

To say “we’re happy” might not be entirely true. Everyone is happy apart from me, as I travel to work wondering what’s wrong.

Written By Paulo Coelho

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