There are thousands of kilometers ofdesert between here and there.\"There was a moment of silence so profound that it seemed the city was He put his headcloth in place and secured it with a ring made of camelskin. He had unraveled the truths behindimportant questions, but his studies had taken him to a point beyond whichhe could not seem to go. From his home in Spain he journeys to the markets of Tangiers and across the Egyptian desert to a fateful encounter with the alchemist. \"I'm doing much better, and soon you'll be able to return to your sheep.Why ask more out of life?\"\"Because we have to respond to omens,\" the boy said, almost withoutmeaning to; then he regretted what he had said, because the merchant hadnever met the king.\"It's called the principle of favorability, beginner's luck. They might even havebecome friends, but the Englishman closed off the conversation.The boy closed his book. There areother things I do, too, but most of the time people don't realize I've donethem.\"The old man related that, the week before, he had been forced to appearbefore a miner, and had taken the form of a stone. The nearby city of Ceuta hadgrown faster than Tangier, and business had fallen off. The infidels had an evil look about them.Besides this, in the rush of his travels he had forgotten a detail, just onedetail, which could keep him from his treasure for a long time: only Arabicwas spoken in this country.The owner of the bar approached him, and the boy pointed to a drink thathad been served at the next table. The boy promisedhimself that, when he returned from Egypt, he would buy that sword.\"Ask the owner of that stall how much the sword costs,\" he said to hisfriend. '\"The boy was embarrassed, and confessed that he had observed nothing.His only concern had been not to spill the oil that the wise man hadentrusted to him.\" 'Then go back and observe the marvels of my world,' said the wise man. There had been a time when he thought that his sheep couldteach him everything he needed to know about the world. The boy had already had experience on theroad with Gypsies; they also traveled, but they had no flocks of sheep.People said that Gypsies spent their lives tricking others. But wetwo have to live with our mistakes.\"That's true enough, the boy thought, ruefully.\"Why did you think we should have the display?\" \"Everyone has his or her own way of learning things,\"he said to himself. He wasn't asking for help. He was about the same age and height as the boy.\"Almost everyone here speaks Spanish. And he hadn't perceived them because he had becomeaccustomed to them. *The boy began again to read his book, but he was no longer able toconcentrate. ''He told the boy it was no coincidence that he had met him with Urim andThummim in his hand. *The Englishman was sitting on a bench in a structure that smelled ofanimals, sweat, and dust; it was part warehouse, part corral. These are good omens.\" Myneighbors feared they would lose all their olive trees in the flood, and mywife was afraid that we would lose our children. I am in search of that universal language, amongother things. We're only two hours from Spain.\"\"Sit down, and let me treat you to something,\" said the boy. Please enter a valid web address. The animals balked at such places, and the camel drivers wereforced to dismount and unburden their charges. Someone had once told him that it was from there that theMoors had come, to occupy all of Spain.He could see almost the entire city from where he sat, including the plazawhere he had talked with the old man. \"What kind of Arab are you?\"\"That's a good luck omen,\" the Englishman said, after the fat Arab had goneout. They filled threesacks. If he were to say anything, the bakerwould spend three days thinking about giving it all up, even though he hadgotten used to the way things were. He hoped that it would besomeone as capable as his previous apprentice.I don't know why these things have to be transmitted by word of mouth, hethought. He had been in the same place for thirty years: a shop atthe top of a hilly street where few customers passed. A burning bush. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 50 / 94here at the oasis.\"The woman said she had never heard of such a person, and hurried away.But before she fled, she advised the boy that he had better not try toconverse with women who were dressed in black, because they weremarried women. Like this book? Dusk was falling as the boy arrived with hisherd at an abandoned church. But he trusted in the old man, whohad said that, when you really want something, the universe alwaysconspires in your favor. Themerchant was the proprietor of a dry goods shop, and he always demandedthat the sheep be sheared in his presence, so that he would not becheated. I know its dimensions andhow it behaves. \"That didn't teach me anything,either.\"The boy went back to contemplating the silence of the desert, and the sandraised by the animals. \"When I'm eating, that's all I think about. He was going to miss the place and all thegood things he had learned. He realized: If I can learn to understand this languagewithout words, I can learn to understand the world.Relaxed and unhurried, he resolved that he would walk through the narrowstreets of Tangier. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 15 / 94decided he should go back to being a shepherd. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 32 / 94begin to sell tea in the crystal glasses. Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist. \"The fifth obligation of every Muslim is a pilgrimage. They came in silence and departed the sameway, dressed in black garments that showed only their eyes. Then he asked that everyone, including his own sentinels, handover their arms to the men appointed by the tribal chieftains.\"Those are the rules of war,\" the leader explained. He had surprised himself with the thought.Until then, he had considered the omens to be things of this world. They have blond hair, or dark skin, butbasically they're the same as the people who live right here.\"\"But I'd like to see the castles in the towns where they live,\" the boyexplained.\"Those people, when they see our land, say that they would like to live hereforever,\" his father continued.\"Well, I'd like to see their land, and see how they live,\" said his son.\"The people who come here have a lot of money to spend, so they can Maybe it was his treasure tohave wound up in that strange land, met up with a thief, and doubled thesize of his flock without spending a cent.He was proud of himself. There, in front of him, where the small starshad been the night before, was an endless row of date palms, stretchingacross the entire desert.\"We've done it!\" said the Englishman, who had also awakened early.But the boy was quiet. \"Hunches,\" his mother used to call them. I just want to dream aboutMecca. But let's say that the most important is that you have \"Imagine if everyone went around transforming leadinto gold. Books. \"They wanted me to be apriest, but I decided to become a shepherd.\"\"Much better,\" said the old man. But maybe I'llnever have another chance to get to the Pyramids in Egypt. The old manwore a breastplate of gold, and he knew about my past. He remembered the smile of the candy seller,on his first day in Tangier, when he had nothing to eat and nowhere to gothat smile had also been like the old king's smile.It's almost as if he had been here and left his mark, he thought. In the desert, disobedience means death.\"There was a murmur from the crowd. He went downthe stairs and found the merchant waiting on a foreign couple, while twoother customers walked about the shop, drinking tea from crystal glasses. \"The religion hereforbids it.\"The boy told him then that he needed to get to the Pyramids. He had tried in vain to establish a relationship with He suggested that the boy look around the palace and return intwo hours.\" 'Meanwhile, I want to ask you to do something,' said the wise man,handing the boy a teaspoon that held two drops of oil. Lots of shepherds passed through, selling their wool.\"It doesn't matter,\" he said to his sheep. Atnight, as they sat around the fire, the boy related to the driver hisadventures as a shepherd.During one of these conversations, the driver told of his own life.\"I used to live near El Cairum,\" he said. The alchemist saw the tribal chiefs greet the leader of thecaravan, and converse with him at length.But none of that mattered to the alchemist. I'm going to hate those who have found their treasurebecause I never found mine. There was alsothe merchant's daughter, but she wasn't as important as his flock, becauseshe didn't depend on him. *\"That's strange,\" said the boy, as he tried once again to read the burial I'm used to theway I am.\"The boy didn't know what to say. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 28 / 94with shepherds.\"The merchant turned to a customer who wanted three crystal glasses. He said that for the past fewdays he had been paying attention to how the caravan operated, but that hehadn't learned anything new. Combining magic, mysticism, wisdom and wonder into an inspiring tale of self-discovery, The Alchemist has become a modern classic, selling millions of copies around the world and transforming the lives of countless readers across generations. Theomens had told him so. As a child in church, he hadalways looked at the image of Saint Santiago Matamoros on his white horse,his sword unsheathed, and figures such as these kneeling at his feet. The peoplewere also praying to heaven for protection.A long note was sounded on a bugle, and everyone mounted up. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 41 / 94But all this happened for one basic reason: no matter how many detoursand adjustments it made, the caravan moved toward the same compasspoint. The hooded Bedouinsreappeared more and more frequently, and the camel driverwho hadbecome a good friend of the boy'sexplained that the war between thetribes had already begun. Heknew all the fields and pastures of Andalusia. He saw the gardens, the mountains all around him, the beauty of theflowers, and the taste with which everything had been selected. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 44 / 94The book that most interested the boy told the stories of the famousalchemists. This Soul of the World allowedthem to understand anything on the face of the earth, because it was thelanguage with which all things communicated. An illustration of an open book. The old king hadn't told him that the Pyramids were just a pileof stones, or that anyone could build one in his backyard. Now, I can see that it hasn't been too bad. Along the way, he learns to listen to his heart and, more importantly, realizes that his dreams, or his Personal Legend, are not just his but part of the Soul of the Universe. The boy smiled to himself. Then, like a colony of worker ants, theydismantled their stalls and left.The sun began its departure, as well. Some men were smoking from a gigantic pipethat they passed from one to the other. Then he realized that he had been distracted for a few moments,looking at the sword. The boy offered his bottle, hoping that the old man wouldleave him alone.But the old man wanted to talk, and he asked the boy what book he wasreading. Thenthe two went off to have some more tea.\"I'm leaving today,\" said the boy. For nearly a year, he had beenworking incessantly, thinking only of putting aside enough money so that hecould return to Spain with pride.\"Never stop dreaming,\" the old king had said. So, he asked if the old man'sblessing was still with him.He took out one of the stones. Theboy repeated his question.\"Why do you want to find that sort of person?\" the Arab asked.\"Because my friend here has traveled for many months in order to meet withhim,\" the boy said.\"If such a man is here at the oasis, he must be the very powerful one,\" saidthe old man after thinking for a few moments. The miner, with all the angerand frustration of his five fruitless years, picked up the stone and threw itaside. *They were strange books. That he had attended aseminary until he was sixteen. But ever since he had been a child, he had wantedto know the world, and this was much more important to him than knowingGod and learning about man's sins. He went on tellingstories about his travels, and her bright, Moorish eyes went wide with fearand surprise. But he knew that Salem wasn't in Andalusia. And I'm going to hold on to what little I have,because I'm too insignificant to conquer the world.He opened his pouch to see what was left of his possessions; maybe therewas a bit left of the sandwich he had eaten on the ship. He had remembered that one of thecrystal merchant's suppliers transported his crystal by means of caravansthat crossed the desert. The old man had said to ask very clear questions, and to dothat, the boy had to know what he wanted. The other man remarked that tea was alwaysmore delicious when it was served in crystal, because the aroma wasretained. The same book that taught me about Urimand Thummim. He recognized that he was feeling something he had neverexperienced before: the desire to live in one place forever. \"But the desert is so huge, and the horizons so distant, that theymake a person feel small, and as if he should remain silent.\"The boy understood intuitively what he meant, even without ever having setfoot in the desert before. *The crystal merchant awoke with the day, and felt the same anxiety that hefelt every morning. Therewere three hundred wells, fifty thousand date trees, and innumerablecolored tents spread among them.\"It looks like The Thousand and One Nights,\" said the Englishman, impatientto meet with the alchemist.They were surrounded by children, curious to look at the animals andpeople that were arriving. \"I have watched the caravan as it crossed the desert,\" hesaid. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 4 / 94The boy was surprised at his thoughts. Just handling them made himfeel better. But the alchemists were strange people, who thought onlyabout themselves, and almost always refused to help him. The men of the oasis wanted to know if they hadseen any fighting, and the women competed with one another for access tothe cloth and precious stones brought by the merchants. He also tried to remembersome good stories to relate as he sheared the sheep. *He was shaken into wakefulness by someone. If hepushed forward impulsively, he would fail to see the signs and omens leftby God along his path.God placed them along my path. When he speaks in our language, Ican interpret what he has said. As theysat around the fire, the camel drivers exchanged information about Africa was only a few hoursfrom Tarifa; one had only to cross the narrow straits by boat. \"The oases may notshelter armies or troops.\"To the boy's surprise, the Englishman took a chrome-plated revolver out ofhis bag and gave it to the men who were collecting the arms.\"Why a revolver?\" he asked. He had noticed that, as soon as he awoke, most of his animals alsobegan to stir. \"Why are you telling me all this?\"\"Because you are trying to realize your destiny. But he had thrown it with such force that it broke the stone it fellupon, and there, embedded in the broken stone, was the most beautifulemerald in the world.\"People learn, early in their lives, what is their reason for being,\" said the oldman, with a certain bitterness. Theboy knew, and was now working toward it. Neighbors movedaway, and there remained only a few small shops on the hill. The Alchemist Quotes About Wisdom With Page Numbers. \"And todo that, you need money. When he had gone only a short distance, he realized that, whilethey were erecting the stall, one of them had spoken Arabic and the otherSpanish.And they had understood each other perfectly well.There must be a language that doesn't depend on words, the boy thought.I've already had that experience with my sheep, and now it's happening withpeople. They never have to make any decisions, he thought. Don't try to enterinto the life of the oasis,\" he said, and walked away.But the Englishman was exultant. They traveled, spoke withwise men, performed miracles for the incredulous, and owned thePhilosopher's Stone and the Elixir of Life.But when the boy wanted to learn how to achieve the Master Work, hebecame completely lost. 2 of 25. It'scalled the principle of favorability. They reminded him of the old man.\"When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you toachieve it,\" he had said.The boy was trying to understand the truth of what the old man had said.There he was in the empty marketplace, without a cent to his name, andwith not a sheep to guard through the night. That's where I was born.\"\"Well then, we could say that I was born in Salem.\"The boy didn't know where Salem was, but he didn't want to ask, fearingthat he would appear ignorant. \"I hold thepower of life and death for every person I take with me. I learned how Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 49 / 94\"It helped me to trust in people,\" the Englishman answered.Meanwhile, the boy thought about his treasure. And you are at the pointwhere you're about to give it all up.\"\"And that's when you always appear on the scene?\"\"Not always in this way, but I always appear in one form or another.Sometimes I appear in the form of a solution, or a good idea. He wasfeeling sorry for himself, and lamenting the fact that his life could havechanged so suddenly and so drastically.He was so ashamed that he wanted to cry. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 16 / 94levanter was still getting stronger, and he felt its force on his face. *The old woman led the boy to a room at the back of her house; it wasseparated from her living room by a curtain of colored beads. They trust me, and they've forgotten how to rely on theirown instincts, because I lead them to nourishment. They were content with just food and water, and, in exchange, theygenerously gave of their wool, their company, andonce in a whiletheirmeat.If I became a monster today, and decided to kill them, one by one, theywould become aware only after most of the flock had been slaughtered,thought the boy. Then, taking his sheep, hewalked away. The Englishman said nothing.And the murmur lasted longer than a simple vow would have. I could die happily, and that made me feel good.\"One day, the earth began to tremble, and the Nile overflowed its banks. *\"I'm the leader of the caravan,\" said a dark-eyed, bearded man. Only in that way would he be able to read the omens. Arabs oftenappeared in the city, shopping and chanting their strange prayers severaltimes a day.\"Where are you from?\" the boy asked.\"From many places.\"\"No one can be from many places,\" the boy said. I understand sheep;they're no longer a problem, and they can be good friends. The scabbard was embossed in silver, and thehandle was black and encrusted with precious stones. He called to the boy, andthey took a walk along the dunes surrounding the encampment. And,one day, the leader of the caravan made the decision that the fires shouldno longer be lighted, so as not to attract attention to the caravan.The travelers adopted the practice of arranging the animals in a circle atnight, sleeping together in the center as protection against the nocturnalcold. But, most important, hewas able every day to live out his dream. I wanted them to be a part of yourinheritance. Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist page 17. He could always become a crystal salesman again. It was said that he was morethan two hundred years old, and that he had discovered the Philosopher'sStone and the Elixir of Life. You can publish your book online for free in a few minutes! 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