Paulo Coelho

Paulo Coelho
Paulo Coelho de Souzais a Brazilian lyricist and novelist. He is the recipient of numerous international awards, amongst them the Crystal Award by the World Economic Forum. His novel The Alchemist has been translated into 80 languages. The author has sold over 200 million copies worldwide and is the all-time bestselling Portuguese language author...
NationalityBrazilian
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth24 August 1947
CityRio de Janeiro, Brazil
CountryBrazil
In life's most significant moments we are always alone.
Scars are medals branded on the flesh, and your enemies will be frightened by them because they are proof of your long experience of battle.
Allowing someone else to make us happy will make them happy too.
Does a leaf, when it falls from the tree in winter, feel defeated by the cold? The tree says to the leaf: "That’s the cycle of life. You may think you’re going to die, but you live on in me. It’s thanks to you that I’m alive, because I can breathe. It’s also thanks to you that I have felt loved, because I was able to give shade to the weary traveller. Your sap is in my sap; we are one thing.
I am love, I am music, she thinks. Let’s dance.
And to those who believe that adventures are i say try routine: it kills you far more quickly.
In the cycle of nature there is no such thing as victory or defeat; there is only movement.
None of us can know what tomorrow will hold, because each day has its good and its bad moments.
Excessive caution destroys the soul and the heart, because living is an act of courage, and an act of courage is always an act of love.
And if I'm alone in bed, I will go to the window, look up at the sky, and feel certain that loneliness is a lie, because the Universe is there to keep me company.
Scars speak more loudly than the sword that caused them.
If he waits for the ideal moment, he will never set off; he requires a touch of madness to take the next step. The warrior uses that touch of madness. For - in both love and war - it is impossible to foresee everything.
A warrior cannot lower his head - otherwise he loses sight of the horizon of his dreams.
one cannot judge the beauty of a path merely by looking at its entrance.