coelho, one
While I really don't feel great admiration for this guy here, I do love The Alchemist and so I picked up a book of his from my library called The Zahir.
I haven't really finished it yet. And the storyline is kind of bleh to be honest, at least I find it so. But then there are certain little gems of quotes strewn about that I found lovely.
And here is one that I found worth pondering over:
Time is something we truly take for granted. Most of us don't hesitate to postpone things or procrastinate. We don't pause to consider that we're not immortals. Yes, Allah is Ar Rahman, but the doors of his Rahma close for us when we die.
How we disregard the time that we've been blessed with!
And indeed what we did with our free time is something that we're going to be questioned about.
And yet, we disrespect the time we've been given.
The word that Coelho used is really what got to me. Isn't it absolutely true that we need to give due respect to time, the most slippery of all blessings?
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