Paulo Coelho

Time does not always pass at the same speed. We are the ones who determine that speed.

I opened the window and my heart. The sun flooded my house and love flooded my soul.

A warrior of light knows that he will hear an order in the silence of his heart that will guide him.

To love is to commune with another person and to discover in him or her a divine spark.

Few take up the burden of their own victory: most give up their dreams when they become impossible.

True love allows each person to follow his or her own path, aware that doing so can never drive them apart.

The Lord listens to the pryers of those who ask to be able to forget hatred, but is deaf to those who want to flee love.