![]() ![]() 'What a lovely story,' the alchemist thought. Giving in to fear is what hinders the fulfillment of one’s own Personal Legend. All living beings, are connected, and they have to undergo similar processes, as they share the same spiritual essence. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected.' In The Alchemist, the Soul of the World represents the unity of nature. Ive learned things from the sheep, and Ive learned things from crystal, he thought. Since he worries about scams, he asks him to shear the sheep in his presence. Whenever he saw the sea, or a fire, he fell silent, impressed by their elemental force. He has been swindled for all his money and has slept rough on the streets. The Merchant The merchant buys wool from Santiago. In The Alchemist Santiago meets the Shopkeeper in the morning after his first day in Tangier. Now, my present has arrived, and its you. 'I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. Ever since I was a child, I have dreamed that the desert would bring me a wonderful present, she tells Santiago. The alchemist said, No matter what he does, every person on earth plays a central role in the history of the. 'After all, it was by your banks that he knelt each day to contemplate himself!' 22 Quotes from The Alchemist by Paulo Coehlo 22. 'Who better than you to know that?' the goddesses asked in wonder. was Narcissus beautiful?' the lake asked. 'Ah, it is no surprise that you weep for Narcissus,' they said, 'for though we always pursued him in the forest, you alone could contemplate his beauty close at hand.' 'I weep for Narcissus," the lake replied. He said that when Narcissus died, the goddesses of the forest appeared and found the lake, which had been fresh water, transformed into a lake of salty tears. At the spot where he fell, a flower was born, which was called the narcissus.īut this was not how the author of the book ended the story. He was so fascinated by himself that, one morning, he fell into the lake and drowned. ![]() The alchemist knew the legend of Narcissus, a youth who knelt daily beside a lake to contemplate his own beauty. Leafing through the pages, he found a story about Narcissus. Its the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting. “The alchemist picked up a book that someone in the caravan had brought. ![]()
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