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| <h6>Author</h6> | ||
| <h1>Paulo Coelho</h1> | ||
| <h6>Brazilian lyricist</h6> | ||
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| So his heart was quiet for an entire afternoon. That night, the | ||
| boy slept deeply, and, when he awoke, his heart began to tell him | ||
| things that came from the Soul of the World. It said that all people | ||
| who are happy have God within them. And that happiness could be | ||
| found in a grain of sand from the desert, as the alchemist had said. | ||
| Because a grain of sand is a moment of creation, and the universe | ||
| has taken millions of years to create it. “Everyone on earth has a | ||
| treasure that awaits him,” his heart said. “We, people’s hearts, | ||
| seldom say much about those treasures, because people no longer | ||
| want to go in search of them. We speak of them only to children. | ||
| Later, we simply let life proceed, in its own direction, toward its | ||
| own fate. But, unfortunately, very few follow the path laid out for | ||
| them—the path to their Personal Legends, and to happiness. Most | ||
| people see the world as a threatening place, and, because they do, | ||
| the world turns out, indeed, to be a threatening place. | ||
| “So, we, their hearts, speak more and more softly. We never stop | ||
| speaking out, but we begin to hope that our words won’t be heard: | ||
| we don’t want people to suffer because they don’t follow their | ||
| hearts.” | ||
| “Why don’t people’s hearts tell them to continue to follow their | ||
| dreams?” the boy asked the alchemist. | ||
| “Because that’s what makes a heart suffer most, and hearts don’t | ||
| like to suffer.” | ||
| From then on, the boy understood his heart. He asked it, please, | ||
| never to stop speaking to him. He asked that, when he wandered far | ||
| from his dreams, his heart press him and sound the alarm. The boy | ||
| swore that, every time he heard the alarm, he would heed its | ||
| message. | ||
| That night, he told all of this to the alchemist. And the alchemist | ||
| understood that the boy’s heart had returned to the Soul of the | ||
| World. | ||
| “So what should I do now?” the boy asked. | ||
| “Continue in the direction of the Pyramids,” said the alchemist. | ||
| “And continue to pay heed to the omens. Your heart is still capable | ||
| of showing you where the treasure is.” | ||
| “Is that the one thing I still needed to know?” | ||
| “No,” the alchemist answered. “What you still need to know is | ||
| this: before a dream is realized, the Soul of the World tests | ||
| everything that was learned along the way. It does this not because | ||
| it is evil, but so that we can, in addition to realizing our dreams, | ||
| master the lessons we’ve learned as we’ve moved toward that | ||
| dream. That’s the point at which most people give up. It’s the point | ||
| at which, as we say in the language of the desert, one ‘dies of thirst | ||
| just when the palm trees have appeared on the horizon.’ | ||
| “Every search begins with beginner’s luck. And every search | ||
| ends with the victor’s being severely tested.” | ||
| The boy remembered an old proverb from his country. It said | ||
| that the darkest hour of the night came just before the dawn. | ||
| ON THE FOLLOWING DAY, THE FIRST CLEAR SIGN OF danger appeared. | ||
| Three armed tribesmen approached, and asked what the boy and | ||
| the alchemist were doing there. | ||
| “I’m hunting with my falcon,” the alchemist answered. | ||
| “We’re going to have to search you to see whether you’re | ||
| armed,” one of the tribesmen said. | ||
| The alchemist dismounted slowly, and the boy did the same. | ||
| “Why are you carrying money?” asked the tribesman, when he | ||
| had searched the boy’s bag. | ||
| “I need it to get to the Pyramids,” he said. | ||
| The tribesman who was searching the alchemist’s belongings | ||
| found a small crystal flask filled with a liquid, and a yellow glass egg | ||
| that was slightly larger than a chicken’s egg. | ||
| “What are these things?” he asked. | ||
| “That’s the Philosopher’s Stone and the Elixir of Life. It’s the | ||
| Master Work of the alchemists. Whoever swallows that elixir will | ||
| never be sick again, and a fragment from that stone turns any metal | ||
| into gold.” | ||
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