Paulo Coelho Quotes

Exhaust the little moment. Soon it dies. And be it gash or gold it will not come Again in this identical guise.

At the end of a song, someone's always different than they are at the beginning.

When success comes, it changes everything, so I'm interested in portraying what that's like, and I think I have a lot of connection with that.

To me, a life that doesn't change things and touch people's lives is pretty meaningless.

If you ask me, everything... every event that takes place changes your life.

This house sheltered us, we spoke, we loved within those walls. That was yesterday. To-day we pass on, we see it no more, and we are different, changed in some infinitesimal way. We can never be quite the same again.

I once knew a writer who, after saying beautiful things about the sea, passed through a Pacific hurricane, and he became a changed man.

As you move through this life...you leave marks behind, however small. And in return, life - and travel - leaves marks on you.

It’s funny how one summer can change everything.

We may lose and we may win, but we will never be here again.

One never gets the same summer twice.

We all leave one another. We die, we change - it's mostly change - we outgrow our best friends; but even if I do leave you, I will have passed on to you something of myself; you will be a different person because of knowing me; it's inescapable.

With her foot on the threshold she waited a moment longer in a scene which was vanishing even as she looked, and then, as she moved and took Minta's arm and left the room, it changed, it shaped itself differently; it had become, she knew, giving one last look at it over her shoulder, already the past.

You'll never, eever, be the same, again!

Travel isn’t always pretty. It isn’t always comfortable. Sometimes it hurts, it even breaks your heart. But that’s okay. The journey changes you; it should change you. It leaves marks on your memory, on your consciousness, on your heart, and on your body. You take something with you. Hopefully, you leave something good behind.

A share in two revolutions is living to some purpose.

I believe that not much happens of any significance when we're in our comfort zone.

Except. What is normal at any given time? We change just as the seasons change, and each spring brings new growth. So nothing is ever quite the same.

I'd come to respect the bag.

Everything is in flux: everything changes; the body changes, the soul changes. We are capable of extraordinary self-transmutat ion and internal self-transforma tion.

Today is not yesterday: we ourselves change; how can our works and thoughts, if they are always to be the fittest, continue always the same? Change, indeed is painful; yet ever needful; and if memory have its force and worth, so also has hope.

Die each moment so that you are renewed each moment.

It is poetry that changes everything.

Each minute bursts in the burning room,The great globe reels in the solar fire,Spinning the trivial and unique away.(How all things flash! How all things flare!)What am I now that I was then?May memory restore again and againThe smallest color of the smallest day:Time is the school in which we learn,Time is the fire in which we burn.

It was hard to remember what the yard had looked like even twelve hours before, undisturbed and pristine. Like it takes so little to change something, but to make you forget the way it once was, as well.