Love never comes just a little bit at a time, I thought, as I watched him, absorbed in contemplation of the Virgin. The previous day, the world made sense, even without love's presence. But now we needed each other in order to see the true brilliance of things.

You don&#39;t need a pickup line. Just glance at a woman from across the room. Glance - don&#39;t stare.

Bet, kad aukstie lieti līst bez mitas un nogalina pavasari, šķiet, ka veltīgi aizgājusi bojā jaunā dzīvība.

«Quién me permitiera ser como el viento, que nadie sabe de dónde viene ni hacia dónde va y cambia de dirección sin tener que darle explicaciones a nadie.»

Written By Paulo Coelho

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