Paulo Coelho Quotes

Often, warriors find their lives meaningless.

I am a spy in the house of me. I report back from the front lines of the battle that is me. I am somewhat nonplused by the event that is my life.

In grad school, I led a bit of a double life. I don't mean gender-wise - I just mean intellectually.

So the Warrior fights the Good Fight and he helps others, even though he does not quite understand why.

I am gay on the outside, especially among my own folk (I count Poles my own); but inside something gnaws at me; some presentiment, anxiety, dreams - or sleeplessness - melancholy, indifference - desire for life, and the next instant, desire for death; some kind of sweet peace, some kind of numbness, absent-mindedness.

The warrior of light plunges unhesitatingly into the river of passions always flowing through his life.

Every Warrior of the Light has, at least once, believed he was not a Warrior of the Light.

Every Warrior of the Light has suffered for the most trivial of reasons.

There are 10 men in me and I do not know or understand one of them.

A man's conflicts represent what he 'really' is.

I hate you." I love you." You're a freak, you know that? Everyone says so. They always have." I'm trying not to be.

The Warrior is terrified when making important decisions.

I didn't know what to say. I felt like crying, Goddammit everybody in the world wants an explanation for your acts and for your very being.

Ten thousand million nightmares, temptation by the score, I used to get so high, and still I wanted more. You think my time is wasted in search of who I am, I tried so hard to kill the boy inside the man.

Each of us has heaven and hell in him.

A warrior never gives in to fear when he is searching for what he needs. Without love, he is nothing.

I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.

Verily all things move within your being in constant half embrace, the desired and the dreaded, the repugnant and the cherished, the pursued and that which you would escape.

So when I was beating the guy, I started thinking, 'What if I was Hannah Montana?' . . . And little do they know that that's why I look so insane . . . I'm torturing myself with thoughts of, 'How could I actually pull off being a high school student and a pop star at night?'

If you realize what the real problem is-losing yourself-you realize that this itself is the ultimate trial.

A Warrior trusts other people because, first and foremost, he trusts himself.

A sentence boiled in her, but she could not yet see it clearly.

The stabbing horror of life is not contained in calamities and disasters, because these things wake one up and one gets very familiar and intimate with them and finally they become tame again. No, it is more like being in a hotel room in Hoboken let us say, and just enough money in one's pocket for another meal.

I'm looking California, And feeling Minnesota...

I live with that contradiction daily. It is a constant struggle. I struggle very deeply. I don't think I've said this to anyone, but I've wondered if I just want to give up this world and live in the Congo and just be there. But I don't think that's what they need from me.