Paulo Coelho Quotes

He who loves, flies, runs, and rejoices; he is free and nothing holds him back.

Once I was a prisoner lost inside myself with the world surrounding me, wandering through the misery, but now I am free. Free to love, free to laugh, free to soar, free to shine, free to give.

When all the dark clouds roll away And the sun begins to shine I see my freedom from across the way And it comes right in on time Well it shines so bright and it gives so much light And it comes from the sky above Makes me feel so free makes me feel like me And lights my life with love.

The heavens rejoice in motion, why should I Abjure my so much loved variety.

The choice that frees or imprisons us is the choice of love or fear. Love liberates. Fear imprisons.

There's something about singing that I just love. It makes me feel freer than anything in the world.

In the flush of love's light, we dare be brave. And suddenly we see that love costs all we are, and will ever be. Yet it is only love which sets us free.

Gamble, cheat, lie, and steal. Let me explain: Gamble for your best shot in life - dare to take risks. Cheat those who would have you be less than you are. Lie in the arms of those you love. And finally, steal every moment of happiness.

Success is like a liberation or the first phrase of a love story.

Fearlessness is not only possible, it is the ultimate joy. When you touch nonfear, you are free.

Bitterness imprisons life; love releases it.

Whenever I dream about flying, it's the best feeling in the world.

I really feel free and not as serious as I have been in the past.

I decided to fly through the air and live in the sunlight and enjoy life as much as I could.

When I dance, I forget everything else and just feel completely happy.

Can this be happiness, this terrifying freedom?

When I ran, I felt like a butterfly that was free.

It makes me feel young. Dancing just gives you youth. You can get lost in these moments where the day just seems better. There's something very freeing about dancing, and I love that.

Life's too short. Don't be afraid to love and then keep loving and keep loving and doing more loving.

Clap your hands if you feel like a room without a roof

Love flies, runs, and rejoices; it is free and nothing can hold it back.

And for a moment―for a split second―everything else falls away, the whole pattern and order of my life, and a huge joy crests in my chest. I am no one, and I owe nothing to anybody, and my life is my own.

Everything in me feels fluttering and free, like I could take off from the ground at any second. Music, I think, he makes me feel like music.

I always knew that someday I would once again feel the grass under my feet and walk in the sunshine as a free man.

It is not the visions but the activity which makes you happy, and the joy and glory of the flier is the flight itself. . . Every time I have gone up in an aeroplane and looked down have realized I was free of the ground, I have had the consciousness of a new discovery. "I see:" I have thought, "This was the idea. And now I understand everything."