\"What kind of Arab are you?\"\"That's a good luck omen,\" the Englishman said, after the fat Arab had goneout. It reminded him of thewool from his sheep his sheep who were now seeking food and water inthe fields of Andalusia, as they always had.\"They're not my sheep anymore,\" he said to himself, without nostalgia.\"They must be used to their new shepherd, and have probably alreadyforgotten me. They trust me, and they've forgotten how to rely on theirown instincts, because I lead them to nourishment. I'm used to theway I am.\"The boy didn't know what to say. He had discovered that thepresence of a certain bird meant that a snake was nearby, and that acertain shrub was a sign that there was water in the area. His heart squeezed, as if his chest had suddenlycompressed it. I learned how He brought six sheep withhim.\"I'm surprised,\" the boy said. There had been a time when many people knew ofhis shop: Arab merchants, French and English geologists, German soldierswho were always well-heeled. wishing that he had died, and that everythingwould end forever at that moment.The merchant looked anxiously at the boy. \"They are so used tome that they know my schedule,\" he muttered. The Englishman had been profoundly impressedby the story. The problem is that they don't even realize that they're walking anew road every day. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 16 / 94levanter was still getting stronger, and he felt its force on his face. If I don't find it, I can always go home. He remembered that he had a number of things he had to takecare of: he went to the market for something to eat, he traded his book forone that was thicker, and he found a bench in the plaza where he couldsample the new wine he had bought. Heknew how to speak Esperanto, he understood all the major religions well,but he wasn't yet an alchemist. He got up, adjusted his clothing, and picked up hispouch.\"I'll work for you,\" he said.And after another long silence, he added, \"I need money to buy somesheep.\"PART TWOThe boy had been working for the crystal merchant for almost a month, andhe could see that it wasn't exactly the kind of job that would make himhappy. The sale of his sheep had left him with enough money in hispouch, and the boy knew that in money there was magic; whoever hasmoney is never really alone. Africa was only a few hoursfrom Tarifa; one had only to cross the narrow straits by boat. I wanted them to be a part of yourinheritance. \"And suddenly, the child took me by both hands andtransported me to the Egyptian pyramids.\"He paused for a moment to see if the woman knew what the Egyptianpyramids were. The boy approached awoman who had come to the well to fill a goatskin with water.\"Good afternoon, ma'am. '\"The boy was embarrassed, and confessed that he had observed nothing.His only concern had been not to spill the oil that the wise man hadentrusted to him.\" 'Then go back and observe the marvels of my world,' said the wise man. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 8 / 94exist. \"Hunches,\" his mother used to call them. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 24 / 94Even if he never got to the Pyramids, he had already traveled farther thanany shepherd he knew. *The old woman led the boy to a room at the back of her house; it wasseparated from her living room by a curtain of colored beads. An illustration of two cells of a film strip. He haddecided, the night before, that he would be as much an adventurer as theones he had admired in books.He walked slowly through the market. *The boy went to his room and packed his belongings. In the crowd were women,children, and a number of men with swords at their belts and rifles slung ontheir shoulders. He had noticed that, as soon as he awoke, most of his animals alsobegan to stir. He had remembered that one of thecrystal merchant's suppliers transported his crystal by means of caravansthat crossed the desert. That's why I'm here in the middle of the desert.I'm seeking a true alchemist who will help me to decipher the codes.\"\"When were these books written?\" the boy asked.\"Many centuries ago.\"\"They didn't have the printing press in those days,\" the boy argued. At othertimes, at a crucial moment, I make it easier for things to happen. The Alchemist - read free eBook by Paolo Coelho in online reader directly on the web page. He recognized that he was feeling something he had neverexperienced before: the desire to live in one place forever. Now everything was quite different from how it was that day theyhad set out: then, there had been confusion and shouting, the cries ofchildren and the whinnying of animals, all mixed with the nervous orders ofthe guides and the merchants. Ashe did so, both of them pushed through a hole in the pouch and fell to theground. They were men who had dedicated their entire lives to thepurification of metals in their laboratories; they believed that, if a metal wereheated for many years, it would free itself of all its individual properties, andwhat was left would be the Soul of the World. The boy promisedhimself that, when he returned from Egypt, he would buy that sword.\"Ask the owner of that stall how much the sword costs,\" he said to hisfriend. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 23 / 94trying to tell him not to trust that man. It seemed as ifwhat the old king had called \"beginner's luck\" were no longer functioning. He had learned some important things, like how todeal in crystal, and about the language without words and about omens.One afternoon he had seen a man at the top of the hill, complaining that itwas impossible to find a decent place to get something to drink after such aclimb. \"And people say thathe is two hundred years old, and is able to transform any metal into gold.\"The Englishman could not contain his excitement. Don't try to enterinto the life of the oasis,\" he said, and walked away.But the Englishman was exultant. If he sold just one of hissheep, he'd have enough to get to the other shore of the strait. And don't forget the language of omens. But, most important, hewas able every day to live out his dream. He has the dream every time he sleeps under a sycamore tree that grows out of the ruins of a church. On the very first page itdescribed a burial ceremony. Therewere three hundred wells, fifty thousand date trees, and innumerablecolored tents spread among them.\"It looks like The Thousand and One Nights,\" said the Englishman, impatientto meet with the alchemist.They were surrounded by children, curious to look at the animals andpeople that were arriving. \"And, as he smothered the coals in the hookah, he told the boy that he could The boy estimated that, if he worked for six more months, hecould return to Spain and buy sixty sheep, and yet another sixty. \"The caravan and the desert speak the same language, and it's forthat reason that the desert allows the crossing. The boy saw a man appear behind the counter. They were solitary individualswho no longer believed in things, and didn't understand that shepherdsbecome attached to their sheep. He realized thathe could do the same thing the old man had donesense whether a personwas near to or far from his destiny. Everyone seems to have a clear idea of how other peopleshould lead their lives, but none about his or her own.He decided to wait until the sun had sunk a bit lower in the sky beforefollowing his flock back through the fields. As achild, the boy had always been frightened to death that he would becaptured by Gypsies, and this childhood fear returned when the old womantook his hands in hers.But she has the Sacred Heart of Jesus there, he thought, trying to reassurehimself. The miner, with all the angerand frustration of his five fruitless years, picked up the stone and threw itaside. As he was leaving, he saw, in the corner of the room, his oldshepherd's pouch. \"The religion hereforbids it.\"The boy told him then that he needed to get to the Pyramids. He continued to look at the beautiful sword for a bit longer, untilhe summoned the courage to turn around.All around him was the market, with people coming and going, shouting andbuying, and the aroma of strange foods but nowhere could he find hisnew companion. When you want something with all your heart, that'swhen you are closest to the Soul of the World. Although the boy had developed a superstition that each time heopened the book he would learn something important, he decided it was anunnecessary burden.He became friendly with the camel driver who traveled alongside him. The alchemist saw the tribal chiefs greet the leader of thecaravan, and converse with him at length.But none of that mattered to the alchemist. But he was ableto understand one thing: making a decision was only the beginning ofthings. *The boy awoke before dawn. But hedecided first to buy his bakery and put some money aside. \"And todo that, you need money. 70,081 free ebooks. It was as if some mysterious energy bound his life to that ofthe sheep, with whom he had spent the past two years, leading themthrough the countryside in search of food and water. With a movement that was too quick for someone his age, the mancovered whatever it was with his cape. But then he remembered that he wasn't going to have topay anything.\"I didn't need to waste my time just for this,\" he said.\"I told you that your dream was a difficult one. Now that I have seen them, and now that I see how immense mypossibilities are, I'm going to feel worse than I did before you arrived.Because I know the things I should be able to accomplish, and I don't wantto do so.\"It's good I refrained from saying anything to the baker in Tarifa, thought theboy to himself.They went on smoking the pipe for a while as the sun began to set. As long asthe boy knew how to find the best pastures in Andalusia, they would be hisfriends. \"His way isn't the same as mine, nor mine as his. They were on the right track.Finally, a young woman approached who was not dressed in black. Although his new worldat the moment was just an empty marketplace, he had already seen it whenit was teeming with life, and he would never forget it. \"Inany case, it's good that you've learned that everything in life has its price.This is what the Warriors of the Light try to teach.\"The old man returned the book to the boy.\"Tomorrow, at this same time, bring me a tenth of your flock. The two men exchangedsome words in Arabic, and the bar owner seemed irritated.\"Let's get out of here\" said the new arrival. He remembered something his grandfather had once toldhim: that butterflies were a good omen. People continued to comeand go from the baker's shop. \"Not even the tribal chieftainsare able to see him when they want to. He was tense and upset, because he knew that the old manwas right. \"Maybe no one herehas, either.\"The Englishman's eyes lit up. Then he turned to theboy.\"I am proud of you,\" he said. That's what helpsme face these days that are all the same, these mute crystals on theshelves, and lunch and dinner at that same horrible caf? But ever since he had been a child, he had wantedto know the world, and this was much more important to him than knowingGod and learning about man's sins. \"I have to get back tomy cooking, and, since you don't have much money, I can't give you a lotof time.\"\"The child went on playing with my sheep for quite a while,\" continued theboy, a bit upset. That doesn't happen to just anyone!He was planning as he left the bar. The Alchemist (Portuguese: O Alquimista) is a novel by Brazilian author Paulo Coelho which was first published in 1988. If we serve tea in crystal, the shop is going to expand. I understand sheep;they're no longer a problem, and they can be good friends. The silence of thedesert was a distant dream; the travelers in the caravan were talkingincessantly, laughing and shouting, as if they had emerged from thespiritual world and found themselves once again in the world of people.They were relieved and happy.They had been taking careful precautions in the desert, but the camel driverexplained to the boy that oases were always considered to be neutralterritories, because the majority of the inhabitants were women andchildren. He hadexchanged six sheep for two precious stones that had been taken from agold breastplate. The Alchemist is the magical story of Santiago, an Andalusian shepherd boy who yearns to travel in search of a worldly treasure as extravagant as any ever found. Noteveryone can see his dreams come true in the same way. When he speaks in our language, Ican interpret what he has said. \"They are calledUrim and Thummim. Like this book? All the joy he had seen thatmorning had suddenly disappeared.\"I can give you the money you need to get back to your country, my son,\"said the crystal merchant.The boy said nothing. If he did, it waspossible that the Arab would want a part of it as payment for taking himthere. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 39 / 94There were almost two hundred people gathered there, and four hundredanimalscamels, horses, mules, and fowl. But he had thrown it with such force that it broke the stone it fellupon, and there, embedded in the broken stone, was the most beautifulemerald in the world.\"People learn, early in their lives, what is their reason for being,\" said the oldman, with a certain bitterness. There was afull moon, and the boy told the Englishman the story of his life.The Englishman was fascinated with the part about the progress achieved atthe crystal shop after the boy began working there.\"That's the principle that governs all things,\" he said. And the solid part was called the Philosopher's Stone.\"It's not easy to find the Philosopher's Stone,\" said the Englishman. Peoplewere shouting at the new arrivals, dust obscured the desert sun, and thechildren of the oasis were bursting with excitement at the arrival of thestrangers. Butwe're both in search of our destinies, and I respect him for that.\" *The caravan began to travel day and night. Hecouldn't have been wrong.\"I had never heard of alchemists before,\" the boy said. He didn't know the man yet, but his practiced eyewould recognize him when he appeared. If I have to fight, it will be just asgood a day to die as any other.\"Because I don't live in either my past or my future. As he read on, an old man sat down at his side andtried to strike up a conversation.\"What are they doing?\" the old man asked, pointing at the people in theplaza.\"Working,\" the boy answered dryly, making it look as if he wanted toconcentrate on his reading.Actually, he was thinking about shearing his sheep in front of themerchant's daughter, so that she could see that he was someone who wascapable of doing difficult things. = CONTENTS = Part One Part Two EpiloguePART ONEThe boy's name was Santiago. There were just drawings, coded instructions, andobscure texts. 1 What does Santiago notice in the sacristy of the abandoned church that he takes shelter in on the way to the merchant? The years of research, the magicsymbols, the strange words and the laboratory equipment none of thishad made an impression on the boy. Theboy felt ill and terribly alone. I've already imagined the people who would be But instead of being saddened, he was happy. If he ever decided to leave them, they wouldsuffer.The wind began to pick up. Some of them were things that he hadalready experienced, and weren't really new, but that he had neverperceived before. The boy had noticed that the Englishman was irritable, and missed hisbooks.\"So that those who have the responsibility for understanding canunderstand,\" he said. *Then one day the boy returned the books to the Englishman. He called to the boy, andthey took a walk along the dunes surrounding the encampment. That's good, thought the Englishman. Video An illustration of an audio speaker. An allegorical novel, The Alchemist follows a young Andalusian shepherd in his journey to the pyramids of Egypt, after having a recurring dream of finding a treasure there. \"I have the money I need to buy my sheep.And you have the money you need to go to Mecca.\"The old man said nothing.\"Will you give me your blessing?\" asked the boy. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 48 / 94way because they were made up from the pure life, and this kind of lifecannot be captured in pictures or words.Because people become fascinated with pictures and words, and wind upforgetting the Language of the World. The treasure was now nothing but a painful memory, andhe tried to avoid thinking about it.\"I don't know anyone around here who would want to cross the desert justto see the Pyramids,\" said the merchant. You can publish your book online for free in a few minutes! And then they want theperson to change. He knew nothing aboutthe customs of the strange land he was in.\"I'll just watch him,\" he said to himself. They have blond hair, or dark skin, butbasically they're the same as the people who live right here.\"\"But I'd like to see the castles in the towns where they live,\" the boyexplained.\"Those people, when they see our land, say that they would like to live hereforever,\" his father continued.\"Well, I'd like to see their land, and see how they live,\" said his son.\"The people who come here have a lot of money to spend, so they can And he hadn't perceived them because he had becomeaccustomed to them. I just want to dream aboutMecca. He knew that in thecaravan there was a man to whom he was to teach some of his secrets. He no longer hadto seek out food and water for the sheep; he could go in search of histreasure, instead. Enough to buy himself a hundred and twentysheep, a return ticket, and a license to import products from Africa into hisown country. So the boy sat on the steps of the shop and took a book fromhis bag.\"I didn't know shepherds knew how to read,\" said a girl's voice behind him.The girl was typical of the region of Andalusia, with flowing black hair, andeyes that vaguely recalled the Moorish conquerors.\"Well, usually I learn more from my sheep than from books,\" he answered.During the two hours that they talked, she told him she was the merchant'sdaughter, and spoke of life in the village, where each day was like all theothers. A burning bush. He seemed unfriendly, andhad looked irritated when the boy had entered. But the stones were proof thathe had met with a kinga king who knew of the boy's past.\"They're called Urim and Thummim, and they can help you to read theomens.\" The boy put the stones back in the pouch and decided to do anexperiment. All his life and all his studieswere aimed at finding the one true language of the universe. *He was shaken into wakefulness by someone. I need to buy my sheep back, so I have to earn themoney to do so.\" Then leave with the caravan. "It's the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.". I thought that everything Iowned would be destroyed.\"The land was ruined, and I had to find some other way to earn a living. I can learn something from the desert, too. Torealize one's destiny is a person's only real obligation. They never have to make any decisions, he thought. Myneighbors feared they would lose all their olive trees in the flood, and mywife was afraid that we would lose our children. But now, as the sun began to set, he was in a differentcountry, a stranger in a strange land, where he couldn't even speak thelanguage. The roof had fallen in long ago, and anenormous sycamore had grown on the spot where the sacristy had oncestood.He decided to spend the night there. \"There's a caravan leaving todayfor Al-Fayoum.\"\"But I'm going to Egypt,\" the boy said.\"Al-Fayoum is in Egypt,\" said the Arab. *\"People from all over the world have passed through this village, son,\" saidhis father. But, finally, he agreed that the boy,who spoke better Arabic than he, should do so. Atnight, as they sat around the fire, the boy related to the driver hisadventures as a shepherd.During one of these conversations, the driver told of his own life.\"I used to live near El Cairum,\" he said. He had spent enormous amounts of timeat the great libraries of the world, and had purchased all the rarest and mostimportant volumes on alchemy. It prepares your spirit and your will, because there isone great truth on this planet: whoever you are, or whatever it is that youdo, when you really want something, it's because that desire originated inthe soul of the universe. Wearing his new sandals, he descended the stairs silently.The city was still sleeping. He knew that wind: people called it the levanter,because on it the Moors had come from the Levant at the eastern end ofthe Mediterranean.The levanter increased in intensity. The way the content is organized Theshop is exactly the size I always wanted it to be. He had never even wept in frontof his own sheep. Butthis was the present momentthe party the camel driver had mentionedand he wanted to live it as he did the lessons of his past and his dreams ofthe future. Full Book Summary. I've already imagined a thousand times crossing the desert, arrivingat the Plaza of the Sacred Stone, the seven times I walk around it beforeallowing myself to touch it. Our Teacher Edition on The Alchemist can help. They were fascinating stories:each of them lived out his destiny to the end. \"You brought a new feeling into my crystalshop. Please enter a valid web address. If it were, hewould already have heard of it.\"And what do you do in Salem?\" he insisted.\"What do I do in Salem?\" The old man laughed. He had to choose between something he hadbecome accustomed to and something he wanted to have. He was about the same age and height as the boy.\"Almost everyone here speaks Spanish. Capture a web page as it appears now for use as a trusted citation in the future. Heknew it would require a lot of patience, but shepherds know all aboutpatience. \"I have watched the caravan as it crossed the desert,\" hesaid. Heneeded someone to talk to so as to avoid thinking about the possibility ofwar.\"I learned that the world has a soul, and that whoever understands that soulcan also understand the language of things. \"I dreamed that I was in a fieldwith my sheep, when a child appeared and began to play with the animals. He recited an Our Father silently.\"Very interesting,\" said the woman, never taking her eyes from the boy'shands, and then she fell silent.The boy was becoming nervous. What he had to beconcerned about was his treasure, and how he was going to go aboutgetting it. And he knew that shepherds, likeseamen and like traveling salesmen, always found a town where there wassomeone who could make them forget the joys of carefree wandering.The day was dawning, and the shepherd urged his sheep in the direction ofthe sun. Itmade me very depressed. Sometimes he would comment tothem on the things he had seen in the villages they passed.But for the past few days he had spoken to them about only one thing: thegirl, the daughter of a merchant who lived in the village they would reach inabout four days. Neighbors movedaway, and there remained only a few small shops on the hill. The only thing he had noticed was that talk ofwar was becoming more and more frequent. Project Gutenberg. He sat there, staring blanklythrough the door of the caf? He knew everything about each member ofhis flock: he knew which ones were lame, which one was to give birth twomonths from now, and which were the laziest. Then he asked that everyone, including his own sentinels, handover their arms to the men appointed by the tribal chieftains.\"Those are the rules of war,\" the leader explained. But shehadn't charged him anything.\"In order to find the treasure, you will have to follow the omens. \"They come in search of new things, but when they leave theyare basically the same people they were when they arrived. Swear that you will give me one-tenth of your treasurein exchange for what I am going to tell you.\"The shepherd swore that he would. \"In school.\"\"Well, if you know how to read, why are you just a shepherd?\"The boy mumbled an answer that allowed him to avoid responding to herquestion. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 28 / 94with shepherds.\"The merchant turned to a customer who wanted three crystal glasses. He felt uneasy at the man's presence. He had been to the village only once, the year before. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 20 / 94fields of Andalusia, he had become used to learning which path he shouldtake by observing the ground and the sky. "I'm like everyone else-I see the world in terms of what I would like to see happen, not what actually does.". *At the highest point in Tarifa there is an old fort, built by the Moors. The room'sfurnishings consisted of a table, an image of the Sacred Heart of Jesus,and two chairs.The woman sat down, and told him to be seated as well. He read the lives of the various people who had succeeded in doingso: Helv?ius, Elias, Fulcanelli, and Geber. He could always go back to being ashepherd. He hoped that it would besomeone as capable as his previous apprentice.I don't know why these things have to be transmitted by word of mouth, hethought. He canceled all hiscommitments and pulled together the most important of his books, and nowhere he was, sitting inside a dusty, smelly warehouse. Everyone, when they areyoung, knows what their destiny is.\"At that point in their lives, everything is clear and everything is possible.They are not afraid to dream, and to yearn for everything they would like tosee happen to them in their lives. Before you came, I was thinkingabout how much time I had wasted in the same place, while my friends hadmoved on, and either went bankrupt or did better than they had before. The other man remarked that tea was alwaysmore delicious when it was served in crystal, because the aroma wasretained. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 31 / 94The merchant put some new coals in the hookah, and inhaled deeply.\"I've had this shop for thirty years. He looked around at the empty plaza again,feeling less desperate than before. Thenthe two went off to have some more tea.\"I'm leaving today,\" said the boy. After two hours, he returned to theroom where the wise man was.\" 'Well,' asked the wise man, 'did you see the Persian tapestries that arehanging in my dining hall? The boy felt jealous of the freedom of thewind, and saw that he could have the same freedom. He was going to miss the place and all thegood things he had learned. The boy had already had experience on theroad with Gypsies; they also traveled, but they had no flocks of sheep.People said that Gypsies spent their lives tricking others. \"It describes people's inability to choose theirown destinies. The Alchemist Quotes About Wisdom With Page Numbers. Each was swearing quietly to his orher own God. The tea seemed less bitter.\"Who are you?\" he heard a voice ask him in Spanish.The boy was relieved. He owned a jacket, a book thathe could trade for another, and a flock of sheep. If I'm on themarch, I just concentrate on marching. And,one day, the leader of the caravan made the decision that the fires shouldno longer be lighted, so as not to attract attention to the caravan.The travelers adopted the practice of arranging the animals in a circle atnight, sleeping together in the center as protection against the nocturnalcold. \"You have helped me.\" Theman continued to prepare his tea, saying nothing. That's the world'sgreatest lie.\"\"That's never happened to me,\" the boy said. = CONTENTS = Part One Part Two EpiloguePART ONEThe boy's name was Santiago. Along the way, he learns to listen to his heart and, more importantly, realizes that his dreams, or his Personal Legend, are not just his but part of the Soul of the Universe. Whenever he saw the sea, or a fire, he fell silent,impressed by their elemental force.I've learned things from the sheep, and I've learned things from crystal, hethought. Yes, the old man hadknown what he was talking about: during the time the boy had spent in the He had said that it was a goodthing for the boy to clean the crystal pieces, so that he could free himselffrom negative thoughts. He had learned that there werecertain things one shouldn't ask about, so as not to flee from one's owndestiny. What he needed to do wasreview all he had learned over the years, because the alchemist wouldcertainly put him to the test.The young Arab took out a book and began to read. And maybe it wasn't that they were teaching me,but that I was learning from them.\"Maktub,\" the merchant said, finally.\"What does that mean?\"\"You would have to have been born an Arab to understand,\" he answered.\"But in your language it would be something like 'It is written.' About; . 12 by Ben Jonson. Oh, if they only knew how different things are justtwo hours by ship from where they are, he thought. 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