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| <h6>Author</h6> | ||
| <h1>Paulo Coelho</h1> | ||
| <h6>Brazilian lyricist</h6> | ||
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| “And this is for me,” said the alchemist, keeping one of the parts. | ||
| “Because I have to return to the desert, where there are tribal wars.” | ||
| He took the fourth part and handed it to the monk. | ||
| “This is for the boy. If he ever needs it.” | ||
| “But I’m going in search of my treasure,” the boy said. “I’m very | ||
| close to it now.” | ||
| “And I’m certain you’ll find it,” the alchemist said. | ||
| “Then why this?” | ||
| “Because you have already lost your savings twice. Once to the | ||
| thief, and once to the general. I’m an old, superstitious Arab, and I | ||
| believe in our proverbs. There’s one that says, ‘Everything that | ||
| happens once can never happen again. But everything that happens | ||
| twice will surely happen a third time.’” They mounted their horses. | ||
| “I WANT TO TELL YOU A STORY ABOUT DREAMS,” SAID THE alchemist. | ||
| The boy brought his horse closer. | ||
| “In ancient Rome, at the time of Emperor Tiberius, there lived a | ||
| good man who had two sons. One was in the military, and had been | ||
| sent to the most distant regions of the empire. The other son was a | ||
| poet, and delighted all of Rome with his beautiful verses. | ||
| “One night, the father had a dream. An angel appeared to him, | ||
| and told him that the words of one of his sons would be learned and | ||
| repeated throughout the world for all generations to come. The | ||
| father woke from his dream grateful and crying, because life was | ||
| generous, and had revealed to him something any father would be | ||
| proud to know. | ||
| “Shortly thereafter, the father died as he tried to save a child | ||
| who was about to be crushed by the wheels of a chariot. Since he | ||
| had lived his entire life in a manner that was correct and fair, he | ||
| went directly to heaven, where he met the angel that had appeared | ||
| in his dream. | ||
| “‘You were always a good man,’ the angel said to him. ‘You lived | ||
| your life in a loving way, and died with dignity. I can now grant you | ||
| any wish you desire.’ | ||
| “‘Life was good to me,’ the man said. ‘When you appeared in my | ||
| dream, I felt that all my efforts had been rewarded, because my | ||
| son’s poems will be read by men for generations to come. I don’t | ||
| want anything for myself. But any father would be proud of the | ||
| fame achieved by one whom he had cared for as a child, and | ||
| educated as he grew up. Sometime in the distant future, I would like | ||
| to see my son’s words.’ | ||
| “The angel touched the man’s shoulder, and they were both | ||
| projected far into the future. They were in an immense setting, | ||
| surrounded by thousands of people speaking a strange language. | ||
| “The man wept with happiness. | ||
| “‘I knew that my son’s poems were immortal,’ he said to the | ||
| angel through his tears. ‘Can you please tell me which of my son’s | ||
| poems these people are repeating?’ | ||
| “The angel came closer to the man, and, with tenderness, led him | ||
| to a bench nearby, where they sat down. | ||
| “‘The verses of your son who was the poet were very popular in | ||
| Rome,’ the angel said. ‘Everyone loved them and enjoyed them. But | ||
| when the reign of Tiberius ended, his poems were forgotten. The | ||
| words you’re hearing now are those of your son in the military.’ | ||
| “The man looked at the angel in surprise. | ||
| “‘Your son went to serve at a distant place, and became a | ||
| centurion. He was just and good. One afternoon, one of his servants | ||
| fell ill, and it appeared that he would die. Your son had heard of a | ||
| rabbi who was able to cure illnesses, and he rode out for days and | ||
| days in search of this man. Along the way, he learned that the man | ||
| he was seeking was the Son of God. He met others who had been | ||
| cured by him, and they instructed your son in the man’s teachings. | ||
| And so, despite the fact that he was a Roman centurion, he | ||
| converted to their faith. Shortly thereafter, he reached the place | ||
| where the man he was looking for was visiting.’ | ||
| “‘He told the man that one of his servants was gravely ill, and the | ||
| rabbi made ready to go to his house with him. But the centurion was | ||
| a man of faith, and, looking into the eyes of the rabbi, he knew that | ||
| he was surely in the presence of the Son of God.’ | ||
| “‘And this is what your son said,’ the angel told the man. ‘These | ||
| are the words he said to the rabbi at that point, and they have never | ||
| been forgotten: “My Lord, I am not worthy that you should come | ||
| under my roof. But only speak a word and my servant will be | ||
| healed.””’ | ||
| The alchemist said, “No matter what he does, every person on | ||
| earth plays a central role in the history of the world. And normally | ||
| he doesn’t know it.” | ||
| The boy smiled. He had never imagined that questions about life | ||
| would be of such importance to a shepherd. | ||
| “Good-bye,” the alchemist said. | ||
| “Good-bye,” said the boy. | ||
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