"That makes sense," the alchemist answered. "Naturally it's afraid that, in pursuing your dream, you might lose everything you've won."
"Because you will never again be able to keep it quiet. Even if you pretend not to have heard what it tells you, it will always be there inside you, repeating to what you're thinking about life and the world."
"You mean I should listen, even if it's treasonous?"
"Treason is a blow that comes unexpectedly. If you know your heart well, it will never be able to do that to you. Because you'll know its dreams and wishes, and you will know how to deal with them.
The boy continued to listen to his heart as they crossed the desert. He came to understand its dodges and tricks, and to accept it as it was. He lost his fear, and forgot about his need to go back to the oasis, because, one afternoon, his heart told him that it was happy. "Even though I complain sometimes," it said, " it's because I'm the heart of a person, and people's hearts are that way. People are afraid to pursue their most important dreams, because they feel that they don't deserve them, or that they'll be unable to achieve them. We, their hearts, become fearful thinking of loved ones who go away forever, or of moments that could have been good but weren't, or of treasures that might have been good but weren't, or of treasures that might have been found but were forever hidden in the sands. Because when these things happen, we suffer terribly."
"My heart is afraid that it will have to suffer," the boy told the alchemist one night as they looked up at the moonless sky.
"Every second of the search is an encounter with God," the boy told his heart. "When I have been truly searching for my treasure, every day has been luminous, because I've known that every hour was a part of the dream that I would find it. When I have been truly searching for my treasure, I've discovered things along the way that I have never would have seen had I not had the courage to try things that seemed impossible for a shepherd to achieve."
- The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho
Yes, I FINALLY got my hands on that book(& no, it`s not a love story, please) & I completed reading it in class just now HAHA. Oh btw, I started reading it last night at 10pm. I am totally in love with Paulo Coelho. Will go book-hunting again tomorrow. These days, I`ve been yearning to go to my secret place. You know, just lie down & read. I can do that for hours.
For some reason, this current background song makes me wanna... float. & I was gazing at the sky five nights ago, saw the moon & then it dawned on me that the most breathtaking moon I`ve ever seen was on 4th May 2007. The incidences that occured on that day were coincidentally very meaningful as well. So many moons I`ve seen after that day, but none compared to that.
"Is that the moon or the sun?" "It`s the moon, Fit." "But it`s so big. I`ve never seen it that big. Are you sure that's the moon?" "It's 10pm, Fit. & it's the moon, baby." "But it`s so big" "It`s special and beautiful."
"I want to sit on the table. No, maybe I want to sit next to you."
"I think I love you, you know." "You think so?" "No, I don`t. I know I do." "You know I've always loved you."
Makes me smile, then cry. With him, I lived for moments like that. Simple moments that took my breath away. Moments I can`t imagine myself having with anyone else.