Books aren't meant to be read in tiny pigeon pecks. They should be devoured in enormous hungry chunks. Immerse. Imagine. Fall. Consume. Books are written to be read. Authors write for you. So read. I'm working through my library of classics and moderns and a few randoms one book at a time... But always in great hungry chunks...
Sunday, 26 October 2014
The Alchemist - Paulo Coelho
Labels:
dreams,
fable,
fate,
modern,
paulo coelho,
shepherd,
The alchemist
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