The Alchemist (1988) is one of those hard to put down books that leaves you with a warm and fuzzy feeling after it’s finished. The book was given to me as a gift, and unlike most gift-books I have received I actually read this one, and I am so glad I did. The Alchemist, by Paulo Coelho, is the literary equivalent to an oasis situated at the very heart of a burning desert. The story, written in the spirit of a fable, details the spiritual journey and transformation of a young shepard named Santiago, which begins after he meets a mysterious old sage in a street bazaar. I will write the prologue to the book here, it is short and sweet and always reminds me of the essence of the novel:
`The alchemist picked up a book that someone in the caravan had brought. Leafing through the pages, he found a story about Narcissus. The alchemist knew the legend of Narcissus, a youth who knelt daily beside a lake to contemplate his own beauty. He was so fascinated by himself that, one morning, he fell into the lake and drowned. At the spot where he fell, a flower was born, which was called the narcissus. But this was not how the author of the book ended the story. He said that when Narcissus died, the goddesses of the forest appeared and found the lake, which had been fresh water, transformed into a lake of salty tears. “Why do you weep?” the goddesses asked. “I weep for Narcissus,” the lake replied. “Ah, it is no surprise that you weep for Narcissus” they said, “for though we always pursued him in the forest, you alone could contemplate the beauty close at hand.” “But… was Narcissus beautiful?” the lake asked. “Who better than you to know that?” the goddesses said in wonder. “After all, it was by your banks that he knelt each day to contemplate himself!”. The lake was silent for some time. Finally, it said: “I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected.” “What a lovely story”, the alchemist thought.
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