Author: Paulo Coelho
Cites
- Bible (13)
- IN: The Witch of Portobello (2008) Fiction, NULL
EPIGRAPH: "No man, when he hath lighted a candle, putteth it in a secret place, neither under a bushel, but on a candlestick, that they which come in may see the light."
FROM: Luke 11:33, (100), ***Bible, NULL
- IN: By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept (1994) Fiction, NULL
EPIGRAPH: But wisdom is justified
by all her children.
FROM: Luke 7:35, (100), Bible, NULL
- IN: Manuscript found in Accra (2012) Fiction, NULL
EPIGRAPH: Daughters of Jerusalem, weep not for me,
but weep for yourselves, and for your children.
FROM: Bible, Luke 23:28v, (100), Bible, NULL
- IN: Brida (1990) NULL, NULL
EPIGRAPH: ... what woman having ten silver coins,
if she loses one of them,
does not light a lamp, sweep the house,
and search carefully until she finds it?
When she has found it, she calls together
her friends and neighbors, saying,
"Rejoice with me, for I have found the coin
that I had lost."
FROM: Luke 15:8-9, (100), Bible, NULL
- IN: The Winner Stands Alone (2008) Fiction, NULL
EPIGRAPH: And he said unto his disciples,
Therefore I say unto you,
Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat;
neither for the body, what ye shall put on.
The life is more than meat,
and the body is more than raiment.
Consider the ravens: for they neither sow nor reap;
which neither have storehouse nor barn;
and God feedeth them: how much more are ye
better than the fowls? And which of you with
taking thought can add to his stature one cubit?
If ye then be not able to do that thing which is
least, why take ye thought for the rest?
Consider the lilies how they have grown: they toil not,
they spin not; and yet I say unto you, that Solomon
in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
FROM: Luke 12:22-27, (100), Bible, NULL
- IN: Veronika Decides To Die (1998) NULL, NULL
EPIGRAPH: Behold I give unto you power to tread
on serpents... and nothing shall by any means hurt you.
FROM: Luke 10:19, (100), Bible, NULL
- IN: The Fifth Mountain (1996) NULL, NULL
EPIGRAPH: And be said, Verily I say unto you, No prophet is accepted in his
own country.
But I tell you of a truth, many windows were in Israel in the days of
Elias, when the heaven was shut up three years and six months,
when great famine was throughout all the land;
But unto none of them was Elias sent, save into Zarephath, a city of
Sidon, unto a woman that was a widow.
FROM: Luke 4:24-26, (100), Bible, NULL
- IN: The Spy (2016) NULL, NULL
EPIGRAPH: When thou goest with thine adversary to the magistrate, as thou art in the way, give diligence that thou mayest be delivered from him; lest he hale thee to the judge, and the judge deliver thee to the officer, and the officer cast thee into prison.
"I tell thee, thou shalt not depart thence, till thou hast paid the very last mite."
FROM: Luke 12:58-59, (100), Bible, NULL
- IN: Adultery (2014) NULL, NULL
EPIGRAPH: Put out into the deep and let down your nets for a catch.
FROM: Luke 5:4, (100), Bible, NULL
- IN: The Zahir (2005) Fiction, NULL
EPIGRAPH: What man of you, having an hundred sheep,
if he lose one of them, doth not leave the ninety
and nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is lost, until he find it?
FROM: Luke 15:4, (100), Bible, NULL
- IN: Aleph (2010) Fiction, NULL
EPIGRAPH: A certain nobleman went into a far country, to receive for himself a kingdom, and to retuen.
FROM: Bible, Luke 19:12, (100), Bible, NULL
- IN: The Devil and Miss Prym (2000) Fiction, NULL
EPIGRAPH: And a certain ruler asked him, saying. "Good Master, what shall I do to inherit eternal life?" And Jesus said unto him, "Why callest thou me good? None is good, save one, that is God."
FROM: Luke 18:18-19, (100), Bible, NULL
- Walt Whitman (1)
- IN: The Winner Stands Alone (2008) Fiction, NULL
EPIGRAPH: Whoever you are holding me now in hand,
Without one thing all will be useless,
I give you fair warning before you attempt me further,
I am not what you supposed, but far different.
Who is he that would become my follower?
Who would sign himself a candidate for my affections?
The way is suspicious, the result uncertain,
perhaps destructive,
You would have to give up all else, I alone would expect
to be your sole and exclusive standard,
Your novitiate would even then be long and exhausting,
The whole past theory of your life and all conformity
to the lives around you would have to be abandon’d,
Therefore release me now before troubling yourself any further,
let go your hand from my shoulders,
Put me down and depart on your way.
FROM: Leaves of Grass, (1892), Poem, US
- Faubourg Saint-Pères (1)
- IN: The Zahir (2005) Fiction, NULL
EPIGRAPH: According to the writer Jorge Luis Borges, the idea of the Zahir comes from Islamic tradition and it thought to have arisen at some point in the eighteenth century. Zahir, in Arabic, means visible, present, incapable of going unnoticed. It is someone or something which, once we have come into contact with them or it, gradually occupies our every thought, until we can think of nothing else. This can be considered either a state of holiness or of madness.
FROM: Encyclopaedia of the Fantastic, (1952), Book, NULL
- Constantine Cavafy (1)
- IN: The Zahir (2005) Fiction, NULL
EPIGRAPH: When you set out on your journey to Ithaca,
pray that the road is long,
full of adventure, full of discovery.
Lestrygonians and the Cyclops,
the angry Poseidon—do not fear them:
You will never find such as these on your path,
if your thoughts remain lofty, if a fine
emotion touches your spirit and your body
Lestrygonians and the Cyclops,
the fierce Poseidon you will never encounter,
if you do not carry them within your soul,
if your heart does not set them up before you.
Pray that the road is long.
That the summer mornings are many, when,
with such pleasure, with such joy
you will enter ports seen for the first time;
stop at Phoenician markets,
and purchase fine merchandise,
mother-of-pearl and coral, amber and ebony,
and sensual perfumes of all kinds,
as many sensual perfumes as you can;
visit many Egyptian cities,
to learn and learn from scholars.
Always keep Ithaca in your mind.
To arrive there is your ultimate goal.
But do not hurry the voyage at all.
It is better to let it last for many years;
and to anchor at the island when you are old,
rich with all you have gained on the way,
not expecting that Ithaca will offer you riches.
Ithaka has given you the beautiful voyage.
Without her you would never have set out on the road.
She has nothing more to give you.
And if you find her poor, Ithaca has not deceived you.
Wise as you have become, with so much experience,
you must already have understood what Ithacas mean.
FROM: "Ithaca" (trans. Dalven, Rae), (1961), Poem, Egypt
- Paulo Coelho (1)
- IN: Aleph (2010) Fiction, NULL
EPIGRAPH: O Mary, conceived without sin, pray for those who turn to you. Amen.
FROM: NULL, (2010), Author, Brazil
- Jorge Luis Borges (1)
- IN: Aleph (2010) Fiction, NULL
EPIGRAPH: The Aleph was about two to three centimetres in diameter, but all of cosmic space was there, with no diminution in size. Each thing was infinite, because I could clearly see it from every point on the universe.
FROM: The Aleph, (1945), Short Story, Argentina
- Oscar Wilde (1)
- IN: Aleph (2010) Fiction, NULL
EPIGRAPH: Thou knowest all--I cannot see.
I trust I shall not live in vain,
I know that we shall meet again,
In some divine eternity.
FROM: The True Knowledge, (1876), Poem, Ireland
- Manuel Bandeira (1)
- IN: Like the Flowing River (2006) Fiction, NULL
EPIGRAPH: Be like the flowing river,
Silent in the night.
Be not afraid of the dark.
If there are stars in the sky, reflect them back.
If there are clouds in the sky,
Remember, clouds, like the river, are water,
So, gladly reflect them too,
In your own tranquil depths.
FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, Brazil
Cited by
- Wulan Dewatra, Ollie (1)
- IN: Harmoni (2012) Fiction, NULL
EPIGRAPH: Wherever your heart is, that is where you'll find your treasure.
FROM: The Alchemist, (1988), Novel, Brazil
- Khaled Al Khamissi (1)
- IN: Taxi (2007) Fiction, NULL
EPIGRAPH: Our Lady, with the infant Jesus in her arms, came down to earth to visit a monastery. In their joy, the monks stood in line to pay their respects: one of them recited poetry, another showed her illuminated images from the Bible, another recited the names of all of the saints. At the end of the line was a humble monk who had never had the chance to learn from the wise man of his time. His parents were simple people who worked in a traveling circus. When his turn came, the monks wanted to end the payment of respects, fearful that he would embarrass them. But he too wanted to show his love for the Virgin. Embarrassed, and sensing the disapproval of the brothers, he took some oranges from his pocket and began to toss them in the air -- juggling as his parents in the circus had taught him. It was only then that the infant Jesus smiled and clapped his hands with joy. And it was only to the humble monk that the Virgin held out her arms, allowing him to hold her son for a while.
FROM: Maktub, (1994), Novel, Brazil
- Paulo Coelho (1)
- IN: Aleph (2010) Fiction, NULL
EPIGRAPH: O Mary, conceived without sin, pray for those who turn to you. Amen.
FROM: NULL, (2010), Author, Brazil