By The River Piedra I Sat Down And Wept.

"If pain must come, may it come quickly. Because I have a life to live, and I need to live it in the best way possible. If he has to make a choice, may he make it now. Then I will either wait for him or forget him.
Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful.
But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of feeling."


Yes, my mind was wandering. I wished I were there with someone who could bring peace to my heart- someone with whom I could spend a little time without being afraid that I would lose him the next day. With that assurance, the time would pass slowly. We would be silent for a while because we'd know we had the rest of our lives together for a conversation. I wouldn't have to worry about serious matters, about difficult decisions and hard words.



"It's risky, falling in love."

"I know that," I answered. "I've been in love before. Its like a narcotic. At first it brings the euphoria of complete surrender. The next day, you want more. You're not addicted yet, but you like the sensation, and you think you can still control things. You think about the person you love for two minutes, and forget them for three hours.

"But then you get used to that person, and you begin to be completely dependent on them. Now you think about him for three hours and forget him for two minutes. If he's not there, you feel like an addict who can't get a fix. And just as addicts steal and humiliate themselves to get what they need, you're willing to do anything for love."

"What a horrible way to put it,"he said.


By The River Piedra I Sat Down And Wept, Paulo Coelho.


Love, even its illusion has altered my choice of books. Or maybe I've just grown up.
I love this book, its been written in a Classic Paulo Coelho manner, and its just beautiful.