Paulo Coelho Eleven Minutes Quotes

When I had nothing to lose, I had everything. When I stopped being who I am, I found myself.

Everything tells me that I am about to make a wrong decision, but making mistakes is just part of life. What does the world want of me? Does it want me to take no risks, to go back to where I came from because I didn't have the courage to say "yes" to life?

Now that she had nothing to lose, she was free.

I can choose either to be a victim of the world or an adventurer in search of treasure. It's all a question of how I view my life.

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

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

When we meet someone and fall in love, we have a sense that the whole universe is on our side. And yet if something goes wrong, there is nothing left! How is it possible for the beauty that was there only minutes before to vanish so quickly? Life moves very fast. It rushes from heaven to hell in a matter of seconds.

I’ve learned that waiting is the most difficult bit, and I want to get used to the feeling, knowing that you’re with me, even when you’re not by my side.

Life always waits for some crisis to occur before revealing itself at its most brilliant.

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.

Love is not to be found in someone else, but in ourselves; we simply awaken it. But in order to do that, we need the other person. The universe only makes sense when we have someone to share our feelings with.

I am two women: one wants to have all the joy, passion and adventure that life can give me. The other wants to be a slave to routine, to family life, to the things that can be planned and achieved. I'm a housewife and a prostitute, both of us living in the same body and doing battle with each other.

At every moment of our lives, we all have one foot in a fairy tale and the other in the abyss.

Don't listen to the malicious comments of those friends who, never taking any risks themselves, can only see other people's failures.

Profound desire, true desire is the desire to be close to someone.

Passion makes a person stop eating, sleeping, working, feeling at peace. A lot of people are frightened because, when it appears, it demolishes all the old things it finds in its path. No one wants their life thrown into chaos. That is why a lot of people keep that threat under control, and are somehow capable of sustaining a house or a structure that is already rotten. They are the engineers of the superseded. Other people think exactly the opposite: they surrender themselves without a second thought, hoping to find in passion the solutions to all their problems. They make the other person responsible for their happiness and blame them for their possible unhappiness. They are either euphoric because something marvelous has happened or depressed because something unexpected has just ruined everything. Keeping passion at bay or surrendering blindly to it - which of these two attitudes is the least destructive? I don't know.

Human beings can withstand a week without water, two weeks without food, many years of homelessness, but not loneliness. It is the worst of all tortures, the worst of all sufferings.

All my life, I thought of love as some kind of voluntary enslavement. Well, that's a lie: freedom only exists when love is present. The person who gives him or herself wholly, the person who feels freest, is the person who loves most wholeheartedly.

I'm not a body with a soul, I'm a soul that has a visible part called the body.

...and that, in the end, the most interesting people always leave.

In love, no one can harm anyone else; we are each responsible for our own feelings and cannot blame someone else for what we feel.

Really important meetings are planned by the souls long before the bodies see each other. Generally speaking, these meetings occur when we reach a limit, when we need to die and be reborn emotionally. These meetings are waiting for us, but more often than not, we avoid them happening. If we are desperate, though, if we have nothing to lose, or if we are full of enthusiasm for life, then the unknown reveals itself, and our universe changes direction.

but something always went wrong, and the relationship would end precisely at the moment when she was sure that this was the person with whom she wanted to spend the rest of her life. After a long time, she came to the conclusion that men brought only pain, frustration, suffering and a sense of time dragging.

You can either be a victim of the world or an adventurer in search of treasure. It all depends on how you view your life.

The universe only makes sense when we have someone to share our feelings with.

Considering the way the world is, one happy day is almost a miracle.

Dreaming is very pleasant as long as you are not forced to put your dreams into practice.

Sometimes life is very mean: a person can spend days, weeks, months and years without feeling new. Then, when a door opens - a positive avalanche pours in. One moment, you have nothing, the next, you have more than you can cope with.

بإمكان الكائن البشري أن يتحمل العطش أسبوعا، والجوع أسبوعين، بإمكانه أن يقضى سنوات دون سقف، لكنه لا يستطيع تحنل الوحدة، لأنها أسوأ انواع العذاب والألم.

If I must be faithful to someone or something, I have, first of all, have to be faithful to myself.

It is not time that changes man nor knowledge the only thing that can change someone's mind is love.

Love is not to be found in someone else but in ourselves; we simply awaken it. But in order to do that, we need the other person.

I’ve met a man and fallen in love with him. I allowed myself to fall in love for one simple reason: I’m not expecting anything to come of it. I know that, in three months’ time, I’ll be far away and he’ll be just a memory, but I couldn’t stand living without love any longer; I had reached my limit… Generally speaking, these meetings occur when we reach a limit, when we need to die and be reborn emotionally. These meeting are waiting for us, but more often than not, we avoid them happening. If we are desperate, though, if we have nothing to lose, or if we are full of enthusiasm for life, then the unknown reveals itself, and our universe changes directions.

What made you fall in love with a prostitute?” “I didn’t understand it myself at the time. But I’ve thought about it since, and I think it was because, knowing that your body would never be mine alone, I had to concentrate on conquering your soul.

Love one another, but let’s try not to possess one another.

I need to write about love. I need to think and think and write about love-otherwise, my soul won’t survive.

But if I don’t think about love, I will be nothing.

Life moves very fast. It rushes us from heaven to hell in a matter of seconds.

No one owns anything. Anyone who has lost something they thought was theirs forever finally comes to realize that nothing really belongs to them. And if nothing belongs to me, then there's no point wasting my time looking after things that aren't mine.

everyone knows how to love because we are all born with that gift.

Sometimes, you get no second chance and that its best to accept the gifts the world offers you.

Read. Forget everything you've been told about books and read.

هناك مثل مأثور وهو متداول فى جميع لغات العالم، يقول: "بعيد عن العين، بعيد عن القلب". أؤكد لكم إن هذا القول خاطئ تماما. كلما بعدنا، استيقظت المشاعر التى نحاول تناسيها وسلخها من القلب. عندما نكون فى المنفى، نسعى لأن نحتفظ بأقل ذكرى تذكرنا بجذورنا. وعندما نكون بعيدين عن الكائن المحبوب، نتذكره عبر كل إنسان يمر بنا فى الشارع.

you only know yourself when you go beyond your limits

The true experience of freedom: having the most important thing in the world without owning it.

That's what the world is like: people talk as if they knew everything, but ifyou dare to ask a question, they don't know anything.

He's seeing my soul, my fears, my fragility, my inability to deal with a world which i pretend to master, but about which I know nothing

The most important experiences a man can have are those that take him to the very limit; that is the only way we learn, because it requires all our courage.

And the person who loves wholeheartedly feels free.

When we meet someone and fall in love, we have a sense that the whole universe is on our side. And yet if something goes wrong, there is nothing left!

أحيانا تكون الحياة بخيلة جدا. قد نقضى أياما وأسابيع وأشهرا وسنوات دون أن نشعر بشئ. ثم، فجأة، وما أن نفتح الباب، حتى ينهار جبل الجليد وتنجلى أمامنا الطريق واسعة فى لحظة واحدة. نخال أننا لا نملك شيئا، ثم لا نلبث أن نشعر أننا نمتلك ما لا طاقة لنا على امتلاكه!

Its best to live as if it were the first and last day of my life.

a man doesn't prove he's a man by getting an erection. He's only a real man if he can pleasure a woman. And if he can pleasure a prostitute, he'll think he's the best lover on the block" -Nyah

The aim of every human being is to understand the meaning of total love.

The roller-coaster is my life; life is a fast, dizzying game; life is a parachute jump; it’s taking chances, falling over and getting up again; it’s mountaineering; it’s wanting to get to the very top of yourself and feeling angry and dissatisfied when you don’t manage it

She wasn't a victim of fate, she was running her own risks, pushing beyond her own limits, experiencing things which, one day, in the silence of her heart, in the tedium of old age, she would remember almost with nostalgia - however absurd that might seem.

really important meetings are planned by the souls long before the bodies see each other.

we are human beings, we are born full of guilt; we feel terrified when happiness becomes a real possibility.

She was doing it because she had nothing to lose, because her life was one of constant, day to day frustration.

now that she realized she had been waiting for him—she did not like that.

The Marquis De Sade said that the most important experiences a man can have are those that take him to the very limit; that is the only way we learn, because it requires all our courage. When a boss humiliates an employee, or a man humiliates his wife, he is merely being cowardly or taking his revenge on life, they are people who have never dared to look into the depths of their soul, never attempted to know the origin of that desire to unleash the wild beast, or to understand that sex, pain and love are all extreme experiences. Only those who know those frontiers know life; everything else is just passing the time, repeating the same tasks, growing old and dying without ever having discovered what we are doing here.

A time to be born, and a time to die; A time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal; A time to break down, and a time to build up; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; A time to mourn, and a time to dance; a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; A time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; A time to get, and a time to lose; A time to lose; A time to keep, and a time to cast away; A time to rend, and a time to sew; A time to keep silence, and a time to speak; A time to love, and a time to hate; A time of war, and a time of peace

عندما نلتقى أحدهم ونقع فى غرامه , نشعر ان الكون كله يطاوعنا فى هذا الاتجاه . هذا ما حدث لى اليوم عند مغيب الشمس . لكن اذا حدث خلل منا , فان كل شئ عندئذ يتلاشئ ويختفى ! طيور مالك الحزين والموسيقى الصادحة فى البعيد وطعم شفتيه . ترى , كيف يمكن للجمال الذى كان حاضرآ بقوة ان يختفى بهذه السرعة ويتلاشئ ؟

How is it possible for the beauty that was there only minutes before to vanish so quickly?

هناك مثل مأثور وهو متداول فى جميع لغات العالم . يقول : بعيد عن العين , بعيد عن القلب . أؤكد لكم أن هذا القول خاطئ تماما . كلما بعدنا , استيقظت المشاعر التى نحاول تناسيها وسلخها من القلب . عندما نكون فى المنفى , نسعى لأن نحتفظ عن الكائن المحبوب , تتذكره عبر كل انسان يمر بنا فى الشارع

ان الحب يتجلى فى غياب الحبيب اكثر منه فى حضوره

يتكلم الناس كما لو أنهم يعرفون كل شئ. لكن إذا تجرأت وسألتهم، فإنك تُدرك أنهم لا يعرفون شيئا.

She asks him to touch her, to feel her with his hands, because bodies always understand each other, even when souls do not.

That the truest experience of freedom: having the most important thing in the world without owning it.

She wants to drink that man too, and then she can forget forever the cheap wine that you gulp down and that makes you feel drunk, but always leaves you with a headache and an empty space in your soul.

When I had nothing to lose, I had everything. When I stopped being who I am, I found myself.

Facing the difficulties, I can choose either to be a poor victim or a great adventurer.

أنا من الأشخاص الذين يظن الجميع أنهم يملكون الأجابات عن كل شئ . والسبب أنه بقدر ما نلوذ بالصمت , نبدو أذكياء فى نظر الاخرين

She looked at her own past, and, for the first time, she forgave herself: it hadn't been her fault, but the fault of that insecure little boy, who had given up after the first attempt.

But if we are talking in terms of making progress in life, we must understand that "good enough" is very different from "best.

ليس للكون من معنى الا حين بكون لدينا احد يشاطرنا انفعالاتنا

If you want to achieve your objectives, you have to be prepared for a daily dose of pain or discomfort. At first, it's unpleasant and demotivating, but in time you come to realise that it's part of the process of feeling good, and the moment arrives when, if you don't feel pain, you have a sense that the exercises aren't having the desired effect.

He said something like that: “In all languages in the world, there is the same proverb: ‘What the eyes don’t see, the heart doesn’t grieve over.’ Well, I say that there isn’t any ounce of truth in it. The further off they are, the closer to the heart are all those feelings that we try to repress and forget. If we’re far from exile, we want to store away every tiny memory of our roots. If we’re far from the person we love, everyone we pass in the street reminds us of them. At the end of the service, I went up to him and thanked him: I said I was a stranger in a strange land, and I thanked him for reminding me that what the eyes don’t see, the heart does grieve over. And my heart has grieved so much, that today I’m leaving.

Does a soldier go to war in order to kill the enemy? no, he goes in order to die for his country. Does a wife want to show her husband how happy she is? no, she wants him to see how she suffers in order to make him happy Does the husband go to work thinking he will find personal fulfillment there? no, he is giving his sweat and tears for the good of the family And so it goes on: sons give up their dreams to please their parents, parents give up their lives in order to please their children; pain and suffering are used to justify the one thing that should bring only LOVE..

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

‎If I stay another day, I'll be here for another year. And if I stayed another year, I'll never leave.

A writer once said that it is not time that changes man, nor knowledge; the only thing that can change someone's mind is love. What nonsense! The person who wrote that clearly knew only one side of the coin.

PAIN was no longer a cause of suffering, but a source of pleasure, Because they were redeeming humanity from its sins. Pain becomes joy, the meaning of life, pleasure..

You experienced pain yesterday and you discovered that it led to pleasure.You experienced it today and found peace.That's why I'm telling you:Don't get used to it,because it's very easy to become habituated:it's a very powerful drug.It's in our daily lives,in our hidden sufferings,in the sacrifices we make,blaming love for the destruction of our dreams.Pain is frightening when it shows its real face, but it's seductive when it comes disguised as sacrifice or se-denial.Or cowardice.However much we may reject it,we human human beings always find a way of being with pain,of flirting with it and making it part of our lives.

Once upon a time, there was a prostitute called Maria. Wait a minute. "Once upon a time" is how all the best children's stories begin, and "prostitute" is a word for adults. How can I start a book with this apparent contradiction? But since, at every moment of our lives, we all have one foot in a fairy tale and the other in the abyss, let's keep that beginning.

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

We live in a vale of tears...We can have all the dreams we like, but life is hard, implacable, sad.

Desire is not what you see, but what you imagine.

I love you', though, were three words she had often heard during her twenty-two years, and it seemed to her that they were now completely devoid of meaning, because they had never turned into anything serious or deep, never translated into a lasting relationship.

I think that perhaps we always fall in love the very first instant we see the man of our dreams, even though, at the time, reason may be telling us otherwise, and we may fight against that instinct, hoping against hope that we won't win, until there comes a point when we allow ourselves to be vanquished by our feelings.

How does light enter a house? If the windows are open. How does light enter a human? If the door of love is open.

Some books make us dream, others bring us face to face with reality, but what matters most to the author is the honesty with which a book is written.

I missed my chance to tell you something very simple: I love you. It may be too late now, but I wanted you to know.

ليس ضروريًا أن نعرف شياطيننا لكى نلقى الله

sometimes life is very mean: a person can spend days, weeks, months and years w/out feeling anything new. Then, when a door opens - a positive avalanche pours in. One moment, you have nothing, the next, you have more than you can cope with..

It hurt when I lost each the various men I fell in love with. Now, though, I am convinced that 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.

Millions of couples out there practiced the art of sadomasochism every day, without even realizing it. They went to work, came back, complained about everything, insulted their wife or were insulted by her, felt wretched, but were, nonetheless, tightly bound to their own unhappiness, not realizing that all it would take was a single gesture, a final goodbye, to free them from that oppression.

I love this man sitting before me now, because I do not possess him and he does not possess me. We are free in our mutual surrender; I need to repeat this dozens, hundreds, millions of times, until I finally believe my own words.

At that moment, Maria learned that certain things are lost forever.

No one loses anyone, because no one owns anyone

Life is a fast, dizzing game; life is a parachute jump; it's taking chances, falling over and getting up again; it's mountaineering; it's wanting to get to the very top of yourself and to feel angry and dissatisfied when you don't manage it.

Dreaming is very pleasant as long as you are not forced to put your dreams into practice. That way, we avoid all the risks, frustrations and difficulties, and when we are old, we can always blame other people - preferably our parents, our spouses or our children - for our failure to realise our dreams.

وهناك من يتصرفون عكس ذلك , يستسلمون دون تفكير للشغف , أملين أن يجدوا فيه الحل لجميع مشكلاتهم , يوكلون الى الأخر الى أمر اسعادهم ويحفلونه أيضا وزر تعاستهم . هم أما فى حالة أغتباط لأنهم يشعرون أن شيئا رائعا يحصل لهم , واما فى حالة أحباط لأن هذا الحدث غير المتوقع الذى حل بهم دمر لديهم كل بارقة من الأمل .

I am two women: one wants to have all the joy, passion & adventure that life can give me. The other wants to be a slave to routine, to family life, to the things that can be planned and achieved. I'm a housewife & a prostitute, both of us living in the same body & doing battle with each other. The meeting of these two women is a game with serious risks. A divine dance. When we meet, we are two divine energies, two universes colliding. If the meeting is not carried out with due reverence, one universe destroys the other.

I've realised that sometimes you get no second chance and that it's best to accept the gifts the world offers you. Of course it's risky, but is the risk any greater than the chance of the bus that took forty-eight hours to bring me here having an accident? If I must be faithful to someone or something, then I have, first of all, to be faithful to myself. If I'm looking for true love, I first have to get the mediocre loves out of my system. The little experience of life I've had has taught me that no one owns anything, that everything is an illusion - and that applies to material as well as spiritual things. Anyone who has lost something they thought was theirs forever (as has happened often enough tome already) finally comes to realise that nothing really belongs to them. And if nothing belongs to me, then there's no point wasting my time looking after things that aren't mine; it's best to live as if today were the first (or last) day of my life.

The roller coaster is my life; life is a fast, dizzying game; life is a parachute jump; it's taking chances, falling over and getting up again

You can't say to the spring: "Come now and last as long as possible." You can only say: "Come and bless me with your hope, and stay as long as you can.

The person who gives him or herself wholly, the person who feels freest, is the person who loves most wholeheartedly.

I've learned that waiting is the most difficult bit, and I want to get used to the feeling, knowing that you're with me, even when you're not by my side.

حسبى اننى ربحت يوم سعادة فى حياتى ويوم سعادة فى هذا العالم بما هو عليه أشبه بمعحزه

قليل من الناس يعرفون متى يجدر بهم التوقف...

الهدية هى أن تمنح شيئا من ذاتك، أن تعطى قبل أن يسألك أحدهم هبة عظيمة.

تحت تأثير الشغف , نتوقف عن الطعام والنوم والعمل وتكف حمائم السلام عن التحليق فوقنا . ثمة ناس كثيرون يخافون من الشغف , لانه يدمر فى طريقه كل ما يتعلق بالماضى ولا يرغب أحدآ منا فى رؤية عالمه منهارا . لذا يحاول الكثيرون السيطرة على الخطر الذى يتهدد عالمهم ويتوصلون الى البقاء صامدين أمام العاصفة وهى فى أساسها اشبه بالغبار . هؤلاء هم مهندسو الأشياء التى تخطاها الزمن .

لا شك أن الحب قادر على تغيير كل شئ فى حياة الانسان خلال فترة زمنية قصيرة . لكن , وهذا هو الوجه الاخر للميدالية , هناك شعور أخر يمكن ان يقوم الكائن البشرى الى معارج مختلفة تماما عن تلك التى كان يسعى اليها , وهى الياس .

The art of love is like your painting, it requires technique, patience, and above all, practice by the couple. It requires boldness, the courage to go beyond what people conventionally call "making love.

I m two women: one wants to have all the joy, passion and adventure that life can give me. The other wants to be a slave to routine, to family life, to the things that can be planned and achieved.

...pain and suffering are used to justify the one thing that brings only joy: love.

I will at least have gained one very happy day in my life. Considering the way the world is, one happy day is almost a miracle.

Despite her apparent freedom, her life consisted of endless hours spent waiting for a miracle, for true love, for an adventure with the same romantic ending she had seen in films and read about in books. A writer once said that it is not time that changes man, nor knowledge; the only thing that can change someone's mind is love. What nonsense! The person who wrote that clearly knew only one side of the coin. Love was undoubtedly one of the things capable of changing a person's whole life, from one moment to the next. But there was the other side of the coin, the second thing that could make a human being take a totally different course from the one he or she had planned; and that was called despair. Yes, perhaps love really could transform someone, but despair did the job more quickly.

La vida es un juego fuerte y alucinante, la vida es lanzarse en paracaídas, es arriesgarse, caer y volver a levantarse, es alpinismo, es querer subir a lo alto de uno mismo, y sentirse insatisfecho y angustiado cuando no se consigue.

When a teacher helps someone to discover something, the teacher always learn something new too.

we all have one foot in a fairytale, and the other in the abyss

What's so special about me?" There isn't anything special about you, at least, nothing I can put my finger on. And yet and here's the mystery of life - I can't think of anything else.

A writer once said that it is not time that changes man, nor knowledge; the only thing that can change someone's mind is love.

a man is also a woman; he wants to find someone, to give meaning to his life.

A writer once said that it is not time that changes man, nor knowledge; the only thing that can change someone's mind is love.

I was very happy in both my marriages. I was unfaithful and so were they, just like any other normal couple.

يغريني التفكير أنني مغرمة بأحد لا أعرفه .. ولم يكن أسمه واراداً علي لائحة مشاريعي ♥ :)

Freedom only exists when love is present.

Human beings can withstand a week without water, two weeks without food, many years of homelessness, but not loneliness. It is the worst of all tortures, the worst of all sufferings. Like her, these men, and the many others who sought her company, were all tormented by that same destructive feeling, the sense that no one else on the planet cared for them.

L'essere umano può sopportare una settimana di sete, quattordici giorni di fame, alcuni anni senza un tetto, ma non riesce a tollerare la solitudine.

That embrace in which two bodies refuse to become one again is what we call sex.

A bird like that must fly free and feed on nostalgia for the same time when he flew alongside someone else.

من غير المجدى إنفاق المال على أشياء نستطيع الحصول عليها مجانا.

لقد خبرت الحياة بما فيه الكفاية لكى تدرك ان الواقع لا يتوافق مع الأحلام لكن هذه هى فرحتها الكبرى حاليا أن تقول لهذا الواقع انها ليست بحاجة اليه وان سعادتها لا ترتبط بالأحداث التى تحدث

It was going to be impossible to escape her own trap, she would lose this man without ever really having him.

Keeping passion at bay or surrendering blindly to it-which of these two attitudes is the least destructive? I don't know.

I'm a housewife and a prostitute, both of us living in the same body and doing a battle with each other.

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

ليس هناك ما يمنع من أن نفقد بعض الأشياء إلى الأبد.

الفقراء يتعللون بالأمل، رغم المآسى التى تُرهق كواهلهم.

She was terrified. She was beginning to realise that after long months of selfcontrol, the pressure, the earthquake, the volcano of her soul was showing signs that it was about to erupt, and the moment that this happened, she would have no way of controlling her feelings.

Now, though, I am convinces that 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.

the great aim of every human being is to understand the meaning of total love. Love is not to be found in someone else, but in ourselves; we simply awaken it. But in order to do that, we need the other person. The universe only makes sense when we have someone to share our feelings with.

Human beings can withstand a week without water, two weeks without food, many years of homelessness, but not loneliness. It is the worst of all tortures, the worst of all sufferings. We're all tormented by that same destructive feeling, the sense that no one else on the planet cared about us

Instead of buying something for you that you want I give you something that is mine, truly mine. A gift, a sign of respect for the person I have in front of me. Now you have a little piece of me with you which I gave you freely and spontaniously.

Profound desire, true desire is the desire to be close to someone. From that point onwards, things change, the man and the woman come into play, but what happens before – the attraction that brought them together – is impossible to explain. It is untouched desire in its purest state. When desire is still in this pure state, the man and the woman fall in love with life, they live each moment reverently, consciously, always ready to celebrate the next blessing. When people feel like this, they are not in a hurry, they do not precipitate events with unthinking actions. They know that the inevitable will happen, that what is real always finds a way of revealing itself. When the moment comes, they do not hesitate, they do not miss an opportunity, they do not let slip a single magic moment, because they respect the importance of each second.

it was her company he desired. He wanted to put his arms around her and to sit in silence, staring into the fire, drinking wine, smoking the occasional cigarette; that would be enough. Life was made up of simple things; he was weary of all the years he had spent searching for something, though quite what he didn't know.

I'm just like that woman really. Or rather, that's what I used to be like: someone pretending to know everything, hidden away in my own silence

She still lives in a world in which people are faithful and vows of love are forever.

Cuando no tuve nada que perder, lo recibí todo. Cuando dejé de ser quien era, me encontré a mi misma

So goes the world: people talk as if they knew everything, and when you dare to ask, they do not know anything.

The need to complicate something whose very beauty lay in simplicity and passion.

الحب ليس فى الآخر,انه موجود داخلنا ونحن من نوقظه من غفوته,لكننا ولكى نوقظه نحتاج الى الآخر,ليس للكون معنى الا يكون لدينا احد يشاطرنا انفعالاتنا

The art of sex is the art of controlled abandon.

As you go in, on the first floor, the back window

If she had looked more deeply into herself, she would have realized that what had thrilled her about the bird was his freedom, the energy of his wings in motion, not his physical body.

The Marquis De Sade said that the most important experiences a man can have are those that take him to the very limit; that is the only way we learn, because it requires all our courage.

When desire is still in this pure state, the man and the woman fall in love with life, they live each moment reverently, consciously, always ready to celebrate the next blessing. When people feel like this, they are not in a hurry, they do not precipitate events with unthinking actions. They know that the inevitable will happen, that what is real always finds a way of revealing itself. When the moment comes, they do not hesitate, they do not miss an opportunity, they do not let slip a single magic moment, because they respect the importance of each second.

Durante toda mi vida he entendido el amor como una especie de esclavitud consentida. Pero esto no es así: la libertad sólo existe cuando existe el amor. Quien se entrega totalmente, quien se siente libre, ama al máximo. Y quien ama al máximo, se siente libre. Pero en el amor, cada uno de nosotros es responsable por lo que siente, y no puede culpar al otro por eso. Nadie pierde a nadie porque nadie posee a nadie. Y esta es la verdadera experiencia de la libertad: Tener lo más importante del mundo sin poseerlo.

El primer deseo es importante porque está escondido, prohibido, no permitido. No sabes si estás ante tu otra mitad perdida, ella tampoco lo sabe, pero algo te atrae, y es preciso creer que es verdad.

She thinks about the other prostitutes who work with her. She thinks about her mother and her friends. They all believe that man feels desire for only eleven minutes a day, and that they’ll pay a fortune for it. That’s not true; a man is also a woman; he wants to find someone, to give meaning to his life.

What the eyes don't see, the heart doesn't grieve over.

I have discovered the reason why a man pays for a woman: he wants to be happy.

It's really easy being as romantic as people in the movies, don't you think?

من فقد شيئا كان يعتبر الحصول عليه أمرا ثابتا ومضمونا يعرف فى النهايه أنه لا يمكنه الحصول على شئ...

ندما نلتقي أحدهم ونقع في غرامه .. نشعر أن الكون كله يطاوعنا في هذا الإتجاه :) ♥ ♥

Life moves very fast. It rushes us from heaven to hell in a matter of second." -Eleven Minutes

النساء ينضجن بسرعة أكبر من الرجال.

die wahre Erfahrung von Freiheit: das Wichtigste auf der Welt zu haben, ohne es zu besitzen.

وفى الأجانب الذى يخشون ان يتم توقيفهم بتهمة " التحرش الجنسى " . وهذا مفهوم تم استنباطه لكى تشعر نساء العالم قاطبة أنهن مكروهات

He felt that his career was leading him to a point where he would become dependent on success, and that frightened him, because he had seen a lot of people plummet from the heights.

فى داخلى امرأتان,احداهما تسعى الى بلوغ السعادة والشغف والمغامرات التى يستطيع الوجود ان يوفرهاا لها,والثانية عبدة الرتابة والحياة العائلية والأفعال الصغيرة التى يمكن التخطيط لها وتنفيذها

ومن اجل هذه الأحدى عشرة دقيقة المقطعة من يوم كامل ( هذا اذ افترضنا أن جميع الرجال يمارسون الجنس مع زوجاتهم يوميا . وهذا امر غير معقول لا بل مخالف للحقيقة ) . يتزوج الرجال ويلتزمون أنفسهم بتحمل أعباء عيالهم ويتحملون بكاء أطفالهم ويرتبكون فى تقديم الذرائع لدى رجوعهم الى المنزل فى وقت متأخر

Once upon a time, there was a bird. He was adorned with two perfect wings and with glossy, colorful, marvelous feathers. One day, a woman saw this bird and fell in love with him. She invited the bird to fly with her, and the two travelled across the sky in perfect harmony. She admired and venerated and celebrated that bird. But then she thought: He might want to visit far-off mountains! And she was afraid, afraid that she would never feel the same way about any other bird. And she thought: “I’m going to set a trap. The next time the bird appears, he will never leave again.” The bird, who was also in love, returned the following day, fell into the trap and was put in a cage. She looked at the bird every day. There he was, the object of her passion, and she showed him to her friends, who said: “Now you have everything you could possibly want.” However, a strange transformation began to take place: now that she had the bird and no longer needed to woo him, she began to lose interest. The bird, unable to fly and express the true meaning of his life, began to waste away and his feathers to lose their gloss; he grew ugly; and the woman no longer paid him any attention, except by feeding him and cleaning out his cage. One day, the bird died. The woman felt terribly sad and spent all her time thinking about him. But she did not remember the cage, she thought only of the day when she had seen him for the first time, flying contentedly amongst the clouds. If she had looked more deeply into herself, she would have realized that what had thrilled her about the bird was his freedom, the energy of his wings in motion, not his physical body. Without the bird, her life too lost all meaning, and Death came knocking at her door. “Why have you come?” she asked Death. “So that you can fly once more with him across the sky,” Death replied. “If you had allowed him to come and go, you would have loved and admired him ever more; alas, you now need me in order to find him again.

Everyone knows how to love, because we are all born with that gift. Some people have a natural talent for it, but the majority of us have to re-learn, to remember how to love, and everyone, without exception, needs to burn on the bonfire of past emotions, to relive certain joys and griefs, certain ups and downs, until they can see the connecting thread that exists behind each new encounter; because there is a connecting thread.

There is a name for that pebble: passion. It can be used to describe the beauty of an earth-shaking meeting between two people, but it isn't just that. It's there in the excitement of the unexpected, in the desire to do something with real fervour, in the certainty that one is going to realise a dream. Passion sends us signals that guide us through our lives, and it's up to me to interpret those signs. I would like to believe that I'm in love. With someone I don't know and who didn't figure in my plans at all. All these months of self-control, of denying love, have had exactly the opposite result: I have let myself be swept away by the first person to treat me a little differently.

Everything is important. If you live your life intensely, you experience pleasure all the time and don't feel the need for sex. When you have sex, it's out of a sense of abundance, because the glass of wine is so full that it overflows naturally, because it is inevitable, because you are responding to the call of life, because at that moment, and only at that moment, you have allowed yourself to lose control.

I need to write about love. I need to think and think and write and write about love-otherwise, my soul won't survive.

Love is not to be found in someone else, but in ourselves; we simply awaken it.

لم يُخلق الكائن البشري فقط لكي يُفتش عن المعرفة، بل لكي يحرث الأرض أيضاً، وينتظر المطر، ويزرع القمح، ويجني الغلال، ويعجن الخبز

One moment, you have nothing, the next, you have more than you cope with.

الحلم يبقى أمرًا مُريحًا ما دمنا لسنا مُلزمين بتحقيق ما نصبو إليه.

الحب ليس فى الآخر، إنه موجود داخلنا، ونحن من نوقظه من غفوته، لكننا، ولكى نوقظه، نحتاج إلى الآخر.

بقدر ما نلوذ بالصمت، نبدو أذكياء فى نظر الآخرين.

That is the true experience of freedom: having the most important thing in the world without owning it.

The world enjoys suffering and pain. There's sadism in the way we look at these things, and masochism in our conclusion that we don't need to know all this in order to be happy, and yet we watch other people's tragedies and sometimes suffer along with them.

رأيت ان معظم الناس يدخلون هذه المركبة سعيا وراء الانفعالات . لكن ما ان تسير الآلاتحتى يصابوا بالهلع ويتوسلوا كى تتوقففما الذى يريدونه ؟ اذا كانوا قد اختاروا المغامرة أفلا يجدر بهم أن يكونوا مستعدين للذهاب حتى النهاية ؟ ام انهم يعتقدون ان من الحكمة الا يمروا بمرتفعات ومنحدات , وان من الأفضل البقاء فى مركبة تدور مكانها بشكل ثابت ؟

Không thể thay đổi một con người bằng tri thức; thứ duy nhất có thể làm thay đổi tâm trí một con người là tình yêu…” Đam mê khiến con người ta ngừng ăn, ngừng ngủ, ngừng làm việc và không còn cảm thấy bình yên nữa. Rất nhiều người bị làm cho hoảng sợ bởi vì khi đam mê xuất hiện, nó phá hủy mọi thứ cũ mòn, nó tự tìm con đường riêng của nó.

The roller-coaster is my life; life is a fast, dizzying game; life is a parachute jump; it’s taking chances, falling over and getting up again; it’s mountaineering; it’s wanting to get to the very top of yourself and to feel angry and dissatisfied when you don’t manage it.

He should know that the great aim of every human being is to understand the meaning of total love. Love is not to be found in someone else, but in ourselves; we simply awaken it. But in order to do that, we need the other person. The universe only makes sense when we have someone to share our feelings with.

Au lieu de t'acheter un objet que tu aimerais posséder, je te donne un objet qui m'appartiens, vraiment à moi, un cadeau. C'est un témoignage de respect envers celui qui se tient face à moi. une façon de lui faire comprendre combien il importe d'être près de lui. Il possède maintenant une petite part de moi-même, que je lui ai librement et spontanément remise.

To avoid beautiful thoughts turning into suffering, she developed a method: when something positive to do with Ralf Hart came into her head - and this could be the fire and the wine, an idea she would like to discuss with him, or simply the pleasurable longing involved in wanting to know when he would come back - Maria would stop what she was doing, smile up at the sky and give thanks for being alive and to be expecting nothing from the man she loved. On the other hand, if her heart began to complain about his absence or about things she shouldn't have said while they were together, she would say to herself: 'Oh, so you want to think about that, do you? All right, then, you do what you like, while I get on with more important things.' She would continue to read or, if she was out, she would focus her attention on everything around her: colours, people, sounds - especially sounds, the sound of her own footsteps, of the pages turning, of cars, of fragments of conversations, and the unfortunate thought would eventually go away.

Let's go back to the train station,' she said. 'Or, rather, let's come back to this room, to the day when we sat here together for the first time and you recognised that I existed and gave me a gift. That was your first attempt to enter my soul, and you weren't sure whether or not you were welcome. But, as you say in your story, human beings were once divided and now seek the embrace that will reunite them. That is our instinct. But it is also our reason for putting up with all the difficulties we meet in that search.I want you to look at me, but I want you to take care that I don't notice. Initial desire is important because it is hidden, forbidden, not permitted. You don't know whether you are looking at your lost half or not; she doesn't know either, but something is drawing you together, and you must believe that it is true you are each other's "other half

Anh không cần phải hiểu. Em đang dạy anh bởi vì em đã phát hiện ra một vài điều mà trước đây em không biết. Đó là việc đem tặng những món quà. Đem tặng cái gì đó thuộc sở hữu của một người. Đem tặng thứ gì đó quan trọng hơn việc đòi hỏi nó. Anh đã có kho báu quý giá của em: cây bút mà em đã dùng để viết ra những ước mơ của mình. Em có kho báu của anh: toa tàu của đoàn tàu hỏa, một phần tuổi thơ mà anh chưa từng được sống. Em sẽ mang theo bên mình một phần quá khứ của anh, và anh mang theo bên mình một phần nhỏ hiện tại của em. Điều đó không phải là rất đáng yêu hay sao?

While most of humanity was scrabbling for a piece of bread,a roof over their head and a job that would allow them to live with dignity,Ralf Hart had all of that,and it only made him feel more wretched.If he looked back on what his life had been lately,he had perhaps managed two or three days when he had woken up,looked at the sun-or the rain-and felt glad to see the morning,just happy,without wanting anything,planning anything or asking anything in exchange.Apart from those days,the rest of his existence had been wasted on dreams,both frustrated and realized-a desire to go beyond himself,to go beyond his limitations;he had spent his life trying to prove something,but he didn't know what or to whom.

-and this could be the fire and the wine, an idea she would like to discuss with him, or simply the pleasurable longing involved in wanting to know when he would come back - Maria would stop what she was doing, smile up at the sky and give thanks for being alive and to be expecting nothing from the man she loved. On the other hand, if her heart began to complain about his absence or about things she shouldn't have said while they were together, she would say to herself: 'Oh, so you want to think about that, do you? All right, then, you do what you like, while I get on with more important things.

A veces no hay una segunda oportunidad, que es mejor aceptar los regalos que el mundo nos ofrece. Claro que es arriesgado, pero ¿será el riesgo mayor que un accidente del autobús que tardó cuarenta y ocho horas en traerme hasta aquí? Si tengo que ser fiel a alguien o a algo, en primer lugar tengo que ser fiel a mí misma. Si busco el amor verdadero, antes tengo que cansarme de los amores mediocres que encuentre. La poca experiencia de vida que tengo me ha enseñado que nadie es dueño de nada, todo es una ilusión, y eso incluye tanto los bienes materiales como los bienes espirituales. Aquel que ya perdió algo que daba por hecho (algo que ya me ocurrió tantas veces) al final aprende que nada le pertenece.

Cha xứ đã nói điều gì đó giống như: “Trong tất cả các ngôn ngữ trên thế gian, đều có cùng một câu ngạn ngữ: ‘Mắt không nhìn thấy thì trái tim không đau.’ À, tôi nói rằng không hề có một chút sự thật nào trong câu nói đó. Chúng càng ở xa, thì tất cả những cảm xúc mà chúng ta cố trấn áp và quên lãng lại càng gần gũi với trái tim ta hơn. Nếu chúng ta đang phải sống tha hương, chúng ta sẽ muốn tích giữ mọi ký ức dù là nhỏ bé của nguồn cội ấy. Nếu ta ở cách xa những người ta yêu thương, mỗi người lướt qua trên phố đều sẽ gợi cho ta nhớ về họ. ... Cuối buổi lễ, tôi gặp cha xứ để cảm ơn ông: Tôi đã nói rằng tôi là một người lạ mặt giữa một miền đất xa lạ, và tôi cảm ơn cha vì đã nhắc tôi nhớ rằng có những thứ đôi mắt không nhìn thấy, nhưng trái tim vẫn đau...

Era uma vez um pássaro. Adornado com um par de asas perfeitas e plumas reluzentes, coloridas e maravilhosas. Enfim, um animal feito para voar livre e solto no céu, e alegrar quem o observasse. Um dia, uma mulher viu o pássaro e apaixonou-se por ele. Ficou a olhar o seu voo com a boca aberta de espanto, o coração batendo mais rapidamente, os olhos brilhando de emoção. Convidou-o para voar com ela, e os dois viajaram pelo céu em completa harmonia. Ela admirava, venerava, celebrava o pássaro. Mas então pensou: talvez ele queira conhecer algumas montanhas distantes! E a mulher sentiu medo. Medo de nunca mais sentir aquilo com outro pássaro. E sentiu inveja, inveja da capacidade de voar do pássaro. E sentiu-se sozinha. E pensou: “vou montar uma armadilha. Da próxima vez que o pássaro surgir, ele não partirá mais.” O pássaro, que também estava apaixonado, voltou no dia seguinte, caiu na armadilha, e foi preso na gaiola. Todos os dias ela olhava o pássaro. Ali estava o objecto da sua paixão, e ela mostrava-o ás suas amigas, que comentavam: “Mas tu és uma pessoa que tem tudo.” Entretanto, uma estranha transformação começou a processar-se: como tinha o pássaro, e já não precisava de o conquistar, foi perdendo o interesse. O pássaro sem puder voar e exprimir o sentido da sua vida, foi definhando, perdendo o brilho, ficou feio – e a mulher já não lhe prestava atenção, apenas prestava atenção á maneira como o alimentava e como cuidava da sua gaiola. Um belo dia o pássaro morreu. Ela ficou profundamente triste, e passava a vida a pensar nele. Mas não se lembrava da gaiola, recordava apenas o dia em que o vira pela primeira vez, voando contente entre as nuvens. Se ela se observasse a si mesma, descobriria que aquilo que a emocionava tanto no pássaro era a sua liberdade, a energia das asas em movimento, não o seu corpo físico. Sem o pássaro a sua vida também perdeu o sentido, e a morte veio bater á sua porta. “Por que vieste?” perguntou á morte. “Para que possas voar de novo com ele nos céus”, respondeu a morte. “Se o tivesses deixado partir e voltar sempre, amá-lo-ias e admirá-lo-ias ainda mais; porém, agora precisas de mim para puderes encontrá-lo de novo.