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Adultery by Paulo Coelho


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There is no better time than the autumn to begin forgetting the things that trouble
us, allowing them to fall away like dried leaves. There is no better time to dance
again, to make the most of every crumb of sunlight and warm body and soul with its
rays before it falls asleep and becomes only a dim light bulb in the skies.
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Beware when making a woman cry.God is counting her tears.
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When night comes and no one is watching, I feel afraid of everything: life, death,
love or the lack of it; the fact that all novelties quickly become habits; the feeling
that I'm wasting the best years of my life in a pattern that will be repeated over and
over until I die; and sheer panic at facing the unknown, however exciting and
adventurous that might be.
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Love isn't just a feeling. It's an art. And like any art, it takes not only inspiration but
also a lot of work.
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Why is Love more important than Faith? Because Faith is merely the road that
leads us to the Greater Love.
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Today I am a woman torn between the terror that everything might change and the
equal terror that everything might carry on exactly the same for the rest of my
days.
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Its loneliness. Even though Im surrounded by loved ones who care about me and
want only the best, its possible they try to help only because they feel the same
thinglonelinessand why, in a gesture of solidarity, youll find the phrase I am
useful, even if alone carved in stone. Though the brain says all is well, the soul is
lost, confused, doesnt know why life is being unfair to it. But we still wake up in the
morning and take care of our children, our husband, our lover, our boss, our
employees, our students, those dozens of people who make an ordinary day come
to life. And we often have a smile on our face and a word of encouragement,
because no one can explain their loneliness to others, especially when we are
always in good company. But this loneliness exists and eats away at the best parts
of us because we must use all our energy to appear happy, even though we will
never be able to deceive ourselves. But we insist, every morning, on showing only
the rose that blooms, and keep the thorny stem that hurts us and makes us bleed
hidden within. Even knowing that everyone, at some point, has felt completely and
utterly alone, it is humiliating to say, Im lonely, I need company. I need to kill this
monster that everyone thinks is as imaginary as a fairy-tale dragon, but isnt. But it
isnt. I wait for a pure and virtuous knight, in all his glory, to come defeat it and
push it into the abyss for good, but that knight never comes. Yet we cannot lose
hope. We start doing things we dont usually do, daring to go beyond what is fair
and necessary. The thorns inside us will grow larger and more overwhelming, yet we
cannot give up halfway. Everyone is looking to see the final outcome, as though life
were a huge game of chess. We pretend it doesnt matter whether we win or lose,
the important thing is to compete. We root for our true feelings to stay opaque and
hidden, but then instead of looking for companionship, we isolate ourselves
even more in order to lick our wounds in silence. Or we go out for dinner or lunch

with people who have nothing to do with our lives and spend the whole time talking
about things that are of no importance. We even manage to distract ourselves for a
while with drink and celebration, but the dragon lives on until the people who are
close to us see that something is wrong and begin to blame themselves for not
making us happy. They ask what the problem is. We say that everything is fine, but
its not Everything is awful. Please, leave me alone, because I have no more tears
to cry or heart left to suffer. All I have is insomnia, emptiness, and apathy, and, if
you just ask yourselves, youre feeling the same thing. But they insist that this is
just a rough patch or depression because they are afraid to use the real and
damning word: loneliness. Meanwhile, we continue to relentlessly pursue the only
thing that would make us happy: the knight in shining armor who will slay the
dragon, pick the rose, and clip the thorns. Many claim that life is unfair. Others are
happy because they believe that this is exactly what we deserve: loneliness,
unhappiness. Because we have everything and they dont. But one day those who
are blind begin to see. Those who are sad are comforted. Those who suffer are
saved. The knight arrives to rescue us, and life is vindicated once again. Still, you
have to lie and cheat, because this time the circumstances are different. Who hasnt
felt the urge to drop everything and go in search of their dream? A dream is always
risky, for there is a price to pay. That price is death by stoning in some countries,
and in others it could be social ostracism or indifference. But there is always a price
to pay. You keep lying and people pretend they still believe, but secretly they are
jealous, make comments behind your back, say youre the very worst, most
threatening thing there is. You
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Going after a dream has a price. It may mean abandoning our habits, it may make
us go through hardships, or it may lead us to disappointment, et cetera. But
however costly it may be, it is never as high as the price paid by people who didnt
live. Because one day they will look back and hear their own heart say: I wasted my
life. He is not making things any easier. Lets suppose
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