Melchizedek, the king ofSalem, sat on the wall of the fort that afternoon, and felt the levanterblowing in his face. But when he thought to complain about the burden of its weight,he remembered that, because he had the jacket, he had withstood the coldof the dawn.We have to be prepared for change, he thought, and he was grateful for thejacket's weight and warmth.The jacket had a purpose, and so did the boy. He said that for the past fewdays he had been paying attention to how the caravan operated, but that hehadn't learned anything new. The hooded Bedouinsreappeared more and more frequently, and the camel driverwho hadbecome a good friend of the boy'sexplained that the war between thetribes had already begun. Thedays had always been silent, but now, even the nightswhen the travelerswere accustomed to talking around the fireshad also become quiet. Select files or add your book in reader. 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. He could always go back to being ashepherd. When I was young, all Iwanted to do was put together enough money to start this shop. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 40 / 94But, in the desert, there was only the sound of the eternal wind, and of thehoofbeats of the animals. \"Well, I'm the king ofSalem!\"People say strange things, the boy thought. One night, acamel driver came to the fire where the Englishman and the boy weresitting. At othertimes, at a crucial moment, I make it easier for things to happen. But there was one idea thatseemed to repeat itself throughout all the books: all things are themanifestation of one thing only.In one of the books he learned that the most important text in the literatureof alchemy contained only a few lines, and had been inscribed on thesurface of an emerald.\"It's the Emerald Tablet,\" said the Englishman, proud that he might teachsomething to the boy.\"Well, then, why do we need all these books?\" the boy asked.\"So that we can understand those few lines,\" the Englishman answered,without appearing really to believe what he had said. I know its dimensions andhow it behaves. \"Alchemy is a serious discipline. From his home in Spain he journeys to the markets of Tangiers and across the Egyptian desert to a fateful encounter with the alchemist. He thought that the horizon was a bitlower than it had been, because he seemed to see stars on the desert itself.\"It's the oasis,\" said the camel driver.\"Well, why don't we go there right now?\" the boy asked.\"Because we have to sleep.\" * So he began to wander through the city,and found himself at the gates. During the dream, a child tells him to seek treasure at the foot of the Egyptian pyramids. \"When he was a child, that man wanted to travel, too. Some men were smoking from a gigantic pipethat they passed from one to the other. If he did, it waspossible that the Arab would want a part of it as payment for taking himthere. 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. pdf | Brahim EL FEZZAZI - Academia.edu Download Free PDF The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho. The Alchemist - read free eBook by Paolo Coelho in online reader directly on the web page. The closer he got to therealization of his dream, the more difficult things became. He had noticed that, as soon as he awoke, most of his animals alsobegan to stir. 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? I could die happily, and that made me feel good.\"One day, the earth began to tremble, and the Nile overflowed its banks. In his pouch, he had his jackethe certainly wasn't goingto need it in the desert. Take to the fields, and somedayyou'll learn that our countryside is the best, and our women the mostbeautiful.\"And he gave the boy his blessing. \"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. He didn't want his hand to begin trembling, showing the old womanthat he was fearful. The boy smiled to himself. = CONTENTS = Part One Part Two EpiloguePART ONEThe boy's name was Santiago. You'll see that there is life in the desert, that there are stars in theheavens, and that tribesmen fight because they are part of the human race.Life will be a party for you, a grand festival, because life is the momentwe're living right now.\"Two nights later, as he was getting ready to bed down, the boy looked forthe star they followed every night. The boy could certainly resist causingthat kind of anxiety for the baker. Other shops were opened that served tea in crystal, but they weren't atthe top of a hill, and they had little business.Eventually, the merchant had to hire two more employees. \"But I want one-tenthof the treasure, if you find it.\"The boy laughedout of happiness. But he knew that Salem wasn't in Andalusia. And the solid part was called the Philosopher's Stone.\"It's not easy to find the Philosopher's Stone,\" said the Englishman. At the beginning of the novel, the protagonist Santiago is launched on a quest for his treasurehis Personal Legendthrough his encounter . But this fear evaporates when we understandthat our life stories and the history of the world were written by the samehand.\"Sometimes, their caravan met with another. *And now it was only four days before he would be back in that same village.He was excited, and at the same time uneasy: maybe the girl had alreadyforgotten him. \"If I could, I'd write a huge encyclopedia just about the words luck andcoincidence. 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. That's the world'sgreatest lie.\"\"That's never happened to me,\" the boy said. Like. He drank a bit from the wine thatremained from his dinner of the night before, and he gathered his jacketcloser to his body. 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. He owned a jacket, a book thathe could trade for another, and a flock of sheep. *They were strange books. In the desert, disobedience means death.\"There was a murmur from the crowd. But maybe I'llnever have another chance to get to the Pyramids in Egypt. Torealize one's destiny is a person's only real obligation. He was older, and was carrying a small bucket. There was nothing tohold him back except himself. Neighbors movedaway, and there remained only a few small shops on the hill. \"That's it! A huge wooden cross. His smile reminded the boy of the old manthe mysterious old king he had met. He had never even wept in frontof his own sheep. Since that morning in the marketplace, he had never again madeuse of Urim and Thummim, because Egypt was now just as distant a dreamfor him as was Mecca for the merchant. Then she tookboth of his hands in hers, and began quietly to pray.It sounded like a Gypsy prayer. Then he turned to theboy.\"I am proud of you,\" he said. \"I have watched the caravan as it crossed the desert,\" hesaid. But let's say that the most important is that you have Dusk was falling as the boy arrived with hisherd at an abandoned church. But if he speaks in the language of the soul,it is only you who can understand. But he found it much more interesting to observe thecaravan and listen to the wind. But wetwo have to live with our mistakes.\"That's true enough, the boy thought, ruefully.\"Why did you think we should have the display?\" 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. I'm going to hate those who have found their treasurebecause I never found mine. But they couldnever have taught him Arabic.There are probably other things in the world that the sheep can't teach me,thought the boy as he regarded the old merchant. And yet,none of these people has ever met the old king. And also by unhappiness, envy, and jealousy. I learned that many alchemistsrealized their destinies, and wound up discovering the Soul of the World, thePhilosopher's Stone, and the Elixir of Life.\"But, above all, I learned that these things are all so simple that they couldbe written on the surface of an emerald.\"The Englishman was disappointed. Urim and Thummim.It made the boy think of the old king, and it startled him to realize how longit had been since he had thought of him. But you know that I'm not going to go to Mecca. The sheep hadtaught him that.If God leads the sheep so well, he will also lead a man, he thought, and thatmade him feel better. 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. Only when he consents.\"Wait for the end of the war. He didn't want tocry with the other people there. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 1 / 94 The Alchemist - Paulo Coelho Translated by Alan R. Clarke. \"Maybe no one herehas, either.\"The Englishman's eyes lit up. That he wanted to travel. Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist. Full Book Summary. 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. He must be disguised to avoid encounters withthieves.\"Take these,\" said the old man, holding out a white stone and a black stonethat had been embedded at the center of the breastplate. Or marry the daughter of a textilemerchant?\"\"Yes, or even search for treasure. The boy, accustomed to recognizing omens, spoke to the merchant.\"Let's sell tea to the people who climb the hill.\"\"Lots of places sell tea around here,\" the merchant said.\"But we could sell tea in crystal glasses. \"I can interpret it, butthe interpretation is very difficult. 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. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 28 / 94with shepherds.\"The merchant turned to a customer who wanted three crystal glasses. I need to buy my sheep back, so I have to earn themoney to do so.\" \"This is an important book, but it's really irritating.\"The boy was shocked. \"When I'm eating, that's all I think about. Itmade me very depressed. *The crystal merchant awoke with the day, and felt the same anxiety that hefelt every morning. This is aport, and every port has its thieves.\"The boy trusted his new friend. And both you and I needed to cleanse ourminds of negative thoughts.\"When they had eaten, the merchant turned to the boy and said, \"I'd like youto work in my shop. He spoke Spanish betterthan Arabic, and, if this boy was going to Al-Fayoum, there would besomeone to talk to when there were no other important things to do. He had to choose between something he hadbecome accustomed to and something he wanted to have. They workedhard just to have food and water, like the sheep. Curse the moment I met that oldman, he thought. '\"Relieved, the boy picked up the spoon and returned to his exploration ofthe palace, this time observing all of the works of art on the ceilings and thewalls. The boy was tempted to be rude, and move to another bench, buthis father had taught him to be respectful of the elderly. The group was to remain there atthe oasis until the conflict between the tribes was over. . The miner, with all the angerand frustration of his five fruitless years, picked up the stone and threw itaside. *\"People from all over the world have passed through this village, son,\" saidhis father. The lad wandered through the desert forforty days, and finally came upon a beautiful castle, high atop a mountain. Just as you knowthat you're not going to buy your sheep.\"\"Who told you that?\" asked the boy, startled.\"Maktub\" said the old crystal merchant.And he gave the boy his blessing. Theysearched everywhere, and found that the oasis was much larger than theycould have imagined; there were hundreds of tents.\"We've wasted almost the entire day,\" said the Englishman, sitting downwith the boy near one of the wells.\"Maybe we'd better ask someone,\" the boy suggested.The Englishman didn't want to tell others about his reasons for being at theoasis, and couldn't make up his mind. \"Not even the tribal chieftainsare able to see him when they want to. It seemed as ifwhat the old king had called \"beginner's luck\" were no longer functioning. All his life and all his studieswere aimed at finding the one true language of the universe. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 16 / 94levanter was still getting stronger, and he felt its force on his face. Outside, a hugecaravan was being prepared for a crossing of the Sahara, and wasscheduled to pass through Al-Fayoum.I'm going to find that damned alchemist, the Englishman thought. The same book that taught me about Urimand Thummim. I understand sheep;they're no longer a problem, and they can be good friends. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 2 / 94I wanted to sleep a little longer, he thought. 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. He went on tellingstories about his travels, and her bright, Moorish eyes went wide with fearand surprise. The boy felt jealous of the freedom of thewind, and saw that he could have the same freedom. One of them, a cobbler whomade his living mending boots, said that he had traveled for almost a yearthrough the desert, but that he got more tired when he had to walk throughthe streets of Tangier buying his leather.\"\"Well, why don't you go to Mecca now?\" asked the boy.\"Because it's the thought of Mecca that keeps me alive. The Alchemist (Portuguese: O Alquimista) is a novel by Brazilian author Paulo Coelho that was first published in 1988. In this version of the story, the goddess of the forest encounters the lake in which Narcissus drowned. \"In alchemy, it's calledthe Soul of the World. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 23 / 94trying to tell him not to trust that man. \"I'm like everyone elseI see theworld in terms of what I would like to see happen, not what actually does.\"He ran his fingers slowly over the stones, sensing their temperature andfeeling their surfaces. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 37 / 94scene that began the book. 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. Likeeating or sleeping, or like seeking love or finding a job. There areother things I do, too, but most of the time people don't realize I've donethem.\"The old man related that, the week before, he had been forced to appearbefore a miner, and had taken the form of a stone. 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. Itwas something that I thought could happen only to others, never to me. And the leader posted armed sentinels at the fringes of the group.The Englishman was unable to sleep one night. From there, he could see Africa inthe distance. Everywherethere were stalls with items for sale. Paulo Coelho - The Alchemist Page 50 / 94here at the oasis.\"The woman said she had never heard of such a person, and hurried away.But before she fled, she advised the boy that he had better not try toconverse with women who were dressed in black, because they weremarried women. He had fallen asleep in themiddle of the marketplace, and life in the plaza was about to resume.Looking around, he sought his sheep, and then realized that he was in anew world. 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. Then when he spoke about me he would say that Iam Melchizedek, the king of Salem.He looked to the skies, feeling a bit abashed, and said, \"I know it's thevanity of vanities, as you said, my Lord. Noteveryone can see his dreams come true in the same way. First he hadstudied Esperanto, then the world's religions, and now it was alchemy. And you are at the pointwhere you're about to give it all up.\"\"And that's when you always appear on the scene?\"\"Not always in this way, but I always appear in one form or another.Sometimes I appear in the form of a solution, or a good idea. 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. \"It's like the camel driver said:'Eat when it's time to eat. The boy waited, and then interrupted the old man just as he himself hadbeen interrupted. They were his treasure. He called to the boy, andthey took a walk along the dunes surrounding the encampment. wishing that he had died, and that everythingwould end forever at that moment.The merchant looked anxiously at the boy. The boy's verypresence in the shop was an omen, and, as time passed and money waspouring into the cash drawer, he had no regrets about having hired the boy.The boy was being paid more money than he deserved, because themerchant, thinking that sales wouldn't amount to much, had offered the boya high commission rate. Since they werevisitors, they would have to share living space with those who lived there,and would be given the best accommodations. And better still to be alone with one's 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. It was a pleasant changefrom talking to his sheep. But, as time passes, a mysterious forcebegins to convince them that it will be impossible for them to realize theirdestiny.\"None of what the old man was saying made much sense to the boy. The only thing he had noticed was that talk ofwar was becoming more and more frequent. Once again he saw that, in that strange land, he was applying thesame lessons he had learned with his sheep.\"All things are one,\" the old man had said. The old woman had said the same thing. As he was leaving, he saw, in the corner of the room, his oldshepherd's pouch. Lots of shepherds passed through, selling their wool.\"It doesn't matter,\" he said to his sheep. But the boy never took his eye off hisnew friend. These are good omens.\" \"And, as he smothered the coals in the hookah, he told the boy that he could He was more confident in himself, though, andfelt as though he could conquer the world.\"But I'm going back to the fields that I know, to take care of my flockagain.\" He said that to himself with certainty, but he was no longer happywith his decision. The boy watched it through itstrajectory for some time, until it was hidden behind the white housessurrounding the plaza. 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. He had learned that there werecertain things one shouldn't ask about, so as not to flee from one's owndestiny. "It's the simple things in life that are most extraordinary; only wise men are able to understand them.". Once obstacles were overcome, it returned to its course, sighting ona star that indicated the location of the oasis. As he mused about these things, he realized that he had to choosebetween thinking of himself as the poor victim of a thief and as anadventurer in quest of his treasure.\"I'm an adventurer, looking for treasure,\" he said to himself. Thatwind had brought the Moors, yes, but it had also brought the smell of thedesert and of veiled women. If a guide were to fall ill or die, the camel drivers would draw lotsand appoint a new one. \"Just asyour grandfather taught you. 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