We must love because we are loved by God. We must be conscious of death if we are to have a proper… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
Once in a mental hospital, a person grows used to the freedom that exists in the world of madness and becomes addicted… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
Love accepts its companion unconditionally and allow each to grow in his or her own way. — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
Love fills everything. It cannot be desired because it is an end in itself. It cannot betray because it has nothing to… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
Warriors of light are not perfect.Their beauty lies in accepting this fact and still desiring to grow and to learn. — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
Real love changes and grows with time and discovers new ways of expressing itself. — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
That is the Mongolian creation myth: out of two different natures love is born. In contradiction, love grows in strength. In confrontation… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
I have inside me the winds, the deserts, the oceans, the stars, and everything created in the universe. We were all made by the… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
The world has a soul and whoever understands that soul can also understand the language of many things. — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
You dont choose your life; it chooses you. Theres no point asking why life has reserved certain joys or griefs, you just accept them… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
To love is to be in communion with the other and to discover in that other the spark of God. — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
It is not enough to dream of the Impossible Love - it is necessary to conquer it too. — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
People are reading more and writing more because of the internet. So the virtual world is a way for me to listen to my… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
“Joy is like sex – it begins and ends. I want pleasure. I want to be contended, but happiness? I no longer fall into… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
I've always been a very restless person. I work hard, spend too much time looking after my son, I dance like a mad thing,… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
