Paulo Coelho Quotes

Anyone who has lost something they thought was theirs forever finally comes to realise that nothing really belongs to them.

No one loses anyone, because no one owns anyone. That is the true experience of freedom: having the most important thing in the world without owning it

Your eyes show the strength of your soul.

In real life, love has to be possible. Even if it is not returned right away, love can only survive when the hope exists that you will be able to win over the person you desire.

When each day is the same as the next, it’s because people fail to recognize the good things that happen in their lives every day that the sun rises.

Anyone who loves in the expectation of being loved in return is wasting their time.

Anyone who is in love is making love the whole time, even when they're not. When two bodies meet, it is just the cup overflowing. They can stay together for hours, even days. They begin the dance one day and finish it the next, or — such is the pleasure they experience — they may never finish it. No eleven minutes for them.

How much I missed, simply because I was afraid of missing it.

The strongest love is the love that can demonstrate its fragility.

What is a teacher? I'll tell you: it isn't someone who teaches something, but someone who inspires the student to give of her best in order to discover what she already knows.

Our true friends are those who are with us when the good things happen. They cheer us on and are pleased by our triumphs. False friends only appear at difficult times, with their sad, supportive faces, when, in fact, our suffering is serving to console them for their miserable lives.

Life is too short, or too long, for me to allow myself the luxury of living it so badly.

Anyone who is observant, who discovers the person they have always dreamed of, knows that sexual energy comes into play before sex even takes place. The greatest pleasure isn't sex, but the passion with which it is practiced. When the passion is intense, then sex joins in to complete the dance, but it is never the principal aim.

You will never be able to escape from your heart. So it's better to listen to what it has to say.

After all, what is happiness? Love, they tell me. But love doesn't bring and never has brought happiness. On the contrary, it's a constant state of anxiety, a battlefield; it's sleepless nights, asking ourselves all the time if we're doing the right thing. Real love is composed of ecstasy and agony.