Friday, December 13, 2013

The Alchemist

Paulo Coelho-ийн бичсэн The Alchemist гээд ном байх. Амьдрал хэмээх тахир муруй, адармаатай, гунигтай гутралтай, басхүү баяр бахдал, амжилт ололт, эрсдлээр дүүрэн сүлэлдсэн гайхамшгийг хоньчин хүү Сантиогогийн эрлээр уран сайхан дүрсэлжээ. Заримдаа хорвоод яг яах гэж мэндэлсэн болох, яг юу хүсээд байгаагаа эс мэдэх, утгагүй, урамгүй мөчүүд хэн бүхэнд бишгүй л тохиох. Яг тэр үедээ барьж аваад уншчихад зэгсэн сайхан засал авахаар... Хувийн тэмдэглэл болгож уг номоос хэдэн өгүүлбэр оруулъя.


I ask myself: are defeats necessary?
Well, necessary or not, they happen. When we first begin fighting for our dream, we have no experience and make many mistakes. The secret of life, though, is to fall seven times and get up to eight times.
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But if you believe yourself worthy of the thing you fought so hard to get, then you become an instrument of God, you help the Soul of the World, and you understand why you are here.
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"What's the world's greatest lie?" the boy asked, completely surprised.
"It's this: that a certain point in our lives, we lose control of what's happening to us, and our lives become controlled by fate. That's the world's greatest lie."
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And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.
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"Treasure is uncovered by the force of flowing water, and it is buried by the same currents," said the old man.
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"'Well, there is only one piece of advice I can give you,' said the wisest of wise men. 'The secret of happiness is to see all the marvels of the world, and never forget the drops of oil on the spoon.'"
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He had not a cent in his pocket, but he had faith.
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We are afraid of losing what we have, whether it's our life or our possessions and property. But this fear evaporates when we understand that our life stories and the history of the world were written by the same hand.
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Eat when it's time to eat. And move along when it's time to move along.
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Because, when you know that language, it's easy to understand that someone in the world awaits you, whether it's in the middle of the desert or in some great city. And when two such people encounter each other, and their eyes meet, the past and the future become unimportant. There is only that moment, and the incredible certainty that everything under the sun has been written by one hand only. It is the hand that evokes love, and creates a twin soul for every person in the world.
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Life attracts life.
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"I'm a woman of desert," she said, averting her face. "But above all, I'm a woman."
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If what one finds is made of pure matter, it will never spoil. And one can always come back. If what you had found was only a moment of light, like the explosion of a star, you would find nothing on your return.
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You will never be able to escape from your heart. So it's better to listen to what it has to say. That way, you'll never have to fear an unanticipated blow.
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Every search begins with beginners's luck. And every search ends with victor's being severely tested.
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The darkest hour of the night came just before the dawn.
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Everything that happens once can never happen again. But everything that happens twice will surely happen a third time.
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