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“في النهاية، ما السعادة؟ الحب، يقولون لي. لكنّ الحب لا يجلب السعادة و لم يجلبها يوماً. فالحب، على العكس من ذلك! إنه حالة مستمرة من القلق، بل ساحة معركة؛ ليالٍ هجرها النوم، نتساءل فيها إن كان ما نفعله صواباً. الحب الحقيقي مزيج من الانتشاء و الغُصّة.”

Quote by Paulo Coelho

Work

The Witch of Portobello

In 'The Witch of Portobello,' the protagonist, Athena, is a woman whose life is shrouded in mystery and enigma. The narrative unfolds as readers delve into her past, revealing her complex journey of self-discovery amidst the backdrop of a diverse and vibrant European society. The story is rich with cultural nuances and philosophical musings, offering a unique perspective on the human experience. more

Author

Paulo Coelho
Paulo Coelho

Paulo Coelho, born on August 24, 1947, is a renowned Brazilian author and lyricist. His works are characterized by profound philosophical thoughts and rich imagination, with his most famous novel being 'The Alchemist'. more

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