Paulo Coelho: By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept

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The moment we begin to seek love, love begins to seek us. And to save us.

Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering.

To love is to be in communion with the other and to discover in that other the spark of God.

Love is a trap. When it appears, we see only its light, not its shadows.

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