Paulo Coelho
Author of The Alchemist
About the Author
Paulo Coelho was born in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil on August 24, 1947. As a teenager, he wanted to become a writer, but his parents wanted him to pursue a more substantial and secure career. At the age of 17, his introversion and opposition to his parents led them to commit him to a mental show more institution. He escaped three times before being released at the age of 20. Once released, he abandoned his ideas of becoming a writer and enrolled in law school to please his parents. He stayed in law school for one year. In 1986, Coelho walked the 500-plus mile Road of Santiago de Compostela in northwestern Spain, a turning point in his life. On the path, he had a spiritual awakening, which he described in his book The Pilgrimage. Before becoming a full-time author, he worked as theatre director and actor, lyricist, and journalist. He wrote song lyrics for many famous performers in Brazilian music including Elis Regina, Rita Lee, and Raul Seixas. His first book, Hell Archives, was published in 1982. He has written over 25 books since then including The Alchemist, Brida, The Fifth Mountain, The Devil and Miss Prym, Eleven Minutes, The Zahir, The Witch of Portobello, Like a Flowing River, and Adultery. He received numerous awards including Las Pergolas Prize, The Budapest Prize, Nielsen Gold Book Award, and the Grand Prix Litteraire Elle. In 1996, he founded the Paulo Coelho Institute, which provides aid to children and elderly people with financial problems. In 2007, Coelho was named a Messenger of Peace to the United Nations. (Bowker Author Biography) show less
Image credit: Paulo Coelho, on October 20, 2009 in Rome, Italy
Series
Works by Paulo Coelho
The Alchemist: A Graphic Novel (an illustrated interpretation of The Alchemist) (2010) 430 copies, 13 reviews
Inspirations: Selections from Classic Literature (Penguin Classics) (2008) — Editor — 123 copies, 4 reviews
A Teacher's Guide to The Alchemist: Common-Core Aligned Teacher Materials and a Sample Chapter (2014) 7 copies
Walking in de voetsporen van Paulo Coelho, Bruce Chatwin, Virginia Woolf, Werner Herzog, Jon Krakauer, Reinold Messner, Thich Nhat Hanh (2001) 6 copies
A Cerimônia do Chá 5 copies
AS VALQUÍRIAS. 4 copies
Bosque de Cedros 4 copies
Doses de Sincronicidade 4 copies
Paulo Coelho - Short Stories 3 copies
Akan Nehir Gibi 3 copies
Caderno de Anotações II 3 copies
O DEMÕNIO E A SRTA PRYM 2 copies
شجرة سانت مارتن 2 copies
A Filosofia Política 2 copies
Caderno de Anotações I 2 copies
Paulo Coelho Box Set: Veronika Decides to Die / The Devil and Miss Prym / Eleven Minutes (2009) 2 copies
36x Paulo Coelho 2 copies
MAKYUB 1 copy
O DIÁRIO DE MAGO 1 copy
FRASES 1 copy
O ALQUIMISTA 20 ANOS 1 copy
O INSTANTE MÁGICO 1 copy
A ESPIÃ 1 copy
PARCERIA PECUÁRIA 1 copy
CONFISSÕES DE UM PEREGRINO 1 copy
FÁBULAS 1 copy
MANUAL I LUFTTARIT T DRITS 1 copy
Discurso de posse 1 copy
Nha gia kim 1 copy
MATURIA 1 copy
Por ele mesmo 1 copy
أنا رجل حر 1 copy
PELEGRINI I KOMPOSTELËS 1 copy
O VALOR DAS TRADIÇOES 1 copy
Ngoại Tình 1 copy
O QUE VOCÊ SALVARIA 1 copy
MALI I PESTË 1 copy
VERONIKA VENDOS TË VDESË 1 copy
FITIMTARI ËSHTË I VETËM 1 copy
NJËMBEDHJETË MINUTA 1 copy
قصة طريقين 1 copy
Manual Prático do Vampirismo 1 copy
לבד בפסגה 1 copy
Alkemisten - Jubileumsutgåva 1 copy
Алхимик 1 copy
CADERNO DE ANOTAÇÕES 1 copy
ARIT TE DRITES 1 copy
Nhà giả kim 1 copy
As Walkirias 1 copy
VERONIKA VENDOS TË VDESË 1 copy
PELEGRINI I KOMPOSTELËS 1 copy
The angels' share 1 copy
LOTE ONCE MINUTOS +BIO. P.C. 1 copy
El Camino de Santiago 1 copy
Amistad (Agenda 2017) 1 copy
Os Símbolos do Tempo 1 copy
Fīrūnīkā tuqarir an tamūt 1 copy
Força 2023 1 copy
Die Schriften von Accra 1 copy
Chekuthaanum Oru Penkidaavum 1 copy
O Diário de Um Mago 1 copy
Diavolul si domnișoara Prym 1 copy
Ermiş'in Aşk Mektupları 1 copy
Вероника реши да умре 1 copy
UTOPIA Easton Press 1 copy
ARGONAUTICA, Easton Press 1 copy
Associated Works
Gather ‘Round the Sound: Holiday Stories from Beloved Authors and Great Performers Across the Globe (2017) — Contributor — 125 copies, 10 reviews
Freedom: Stories Celebrating the Universal Declaration of Human Rights (2009) — Contributor — 85 copies, 2 reviews
New Beginnings: New Writing from Bestselling Authors Sold in Aid of the Indian Ocean Tsunami Earthquake Charities (2005) — Contributor — 46 copies
Gefährliche Ferien - Südfrankreich: mit Martin Walker und vielen anderen (detebe) (2016) — Contributor — 3 copies
Tagged
Common Knowledge
- Legal name
- de Souza, Paulo Coelho
- Birthdate
- 1947-08-24
- Gender
- male
- Education
- Colégio Santo Inácio-Rede Jesuíta de Educação
- Occupations
- writer
author
novelist
theater director
actor
lyricist (show all 8)
journalist
songwriter - Organizations
- United Nations (Messenger of Peace)
European Union (Ambassador for Intercultural Dialogue)
Shimon Peres Institute for Peace
UNESCO (special counsellor for “Intercultural Dialogues and Spiritual Convergences”)
Schwab Foundation for Social Entrepreneurship
Brazilian Academy of Letters - Awards and honors
- Légion d'Honneur
Knight of Arts and Letters ( [1996])
Flaiano (1996)
Comendador de Ordem do Rio Branco ( [1998])
Crystal Award (World Economic Forum ∙ 1999)
Crystal Mirror Award ( [2000]) (show all 18)
Premio Internazionale Fregene ( [2001])
Planetary Arts Award (Club of Budapest ∙ 2002)
Order of St. Sophia (contribution to revival of science and culture ∙ [2004])
Order of Honour (Ukraine ∙ 2004)
Budapest Prize ( [2005])
Goldene Feder Award ( [2005])
International Author Award (DirectGroup ∙ [2005])
Wilbur Award (Religion Communicators Council ∙ [2006])
Cruz do Mérito do Empreendedor Juscelino Kubitschek ( [2006])
I Premio Álava en el Corazón ( [2006])
Las Pergolas Prize (Association of Mexican Booksellers ∙ [2006])
Distinction of Honour (City of Odense - Hans Christian Andersen Award ∙ [2007]) - Agent
- Sant Jordi Asociados, Barcelona
- Relationships
- Oiticica, Christina (wife)
- Short biography
- The Brazilian author PAULO COELHO was born in 1947 in the city of Rio de Janeirom, and died in 2024 at the age of 77. Before dedicating his life completely to literature, he worked as theatre director and actor, lyricist and journalist.
Coelho wrote song lyrics for many famous performers in Brazilian music, such as Elis Regina and Rita Lee. Yet his most well known work has been done with Raul Seixas. Together they wrote such successes as Eu nasci há dez mil anos atrás (I was born ten thousand years ago), Gita and Al Capone, amongst other 60 songs.
His fascination with the spiritual quest dates back to his hippie days, when he travelled the world learning about secret societies, oriental religions, etc.
In 1982 Coelho published his first book, Hell Archives, which failed to make any kind of impact. In 1985 he contributed to the Practical Manual of Vampirism, although he later tried to take it off the shelves, since he considered it “of bad quality”. In 1986, PAULO COELHO did the pilgrimage to Saint James of Compostella, an experience later to be documented in his book The Pilgrimage.
In the following year, COELHO published The Alchemist. Slow initial sales convinced his first publisher to drop the novel, but it went on to become one of the best selling Brazilian books of all time.
Other titles include Brida (1990), The Valkyries (1992), By the river Piedra I sat Down and Wept (1994), the collection of his best columns published in the Brazilian newspaper Folha de São Paulo entitle Maktub (1994), the compilation of texts Phrases (1995), The Fifth Mountain (1996), Manual of a Warrior of Light (1997), Veronika decides to die (1998), The Devil and Miss Prym (2000), the compilation of traditional tales in Stories for parents, children and grandchildren (2001), Eleven Minutes (2003), The Zahir (2005), The Witch of Portobello (2006) and a compilation of texts gathered under the title Like a Flowing River (2006) published in a few countries for the moment.
He also adapted The Gift (Henry Drummond) and Love letters of a prophet (Kalil Gibran).
To date, Coelho has sold a total of 100 million copies and, according to the magazine Publishing Trends; he was the most sold author in the world in 2003 with his book Eleven Minutes – even though at the time it hadn't been released in the United States, Japan or 10 other countries!
Also according to Publishing Trends, The Alchemist was to be found in the 6th place of world sales in 2003. Eleven Minutes topped all lists in the world, except for England, where it was in second place. The Zahir, published in 2005, was in third place of bestsellers according to Publishing Trends, after Dan Brown's The Da Vinci Code and Angels & Demons.
The Alchemist was one of the most important literary phenomena of the 20th century. It reaches the first place in bestselling lists in 18 countries, and so far has sold 30 million copies.
The book has been praised by different personalities ranging from the Nobel Prize Kenzaburo Oe to the singer Madonna, who considers it one of her favourite books. It has equally inspired many projects – such as a musical in Japan, theatre plays in France, Belgium, USA, Turkey, Italy, Switzerland. It is also the theme of two symphonies (Italy and USA) and had its text illustrated by the famous French artist Moebius (author of the sceneries for he Fifth Element and Alien).
His work has been translated in 67 languages and edited in more than 150 countries.
http://www.paulocoelho.com - Nationality
- Brazil
- Birthplace
- Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
- Places of residence
- Rio de Janeiro, Rio de Janeiro, Brasil
France (Pyrenees)
Geneva, Switzerland - Map Location
- Brazil
Switzerland
Members
Discussions
Lyra's Press next title will be "The Alchemist" by Paolo Coelho, illustrated by Gary Gianni in Fine Press Forum (April 2025)
Juli 2013 : "Der Alchimist" von Paulo Coelho in Online-Lesekreis (August 2013)
Paulo Coelho in 1001 Books to read before you die (September 2008)
Reviews
Someone suggested to me that I should read Paulo Coelho’s The Alchemist. In fact, this person could not believe that I had not already done so. I read it. It’s a fable about Santiago, also referred to as “the Boy,” a young Andalusian shepherd who follows his dreams all the way to the Pyramids of Egypt. Along the way the Boy encounters various people, situations, and things that teach him how to communicate with his own heart and with the mystical Soul of the World. Repeated like a show more refrain is the idea that the universe "conspires" to help [men] get what they really want, if they want it hard enough. Women, on the other hand, are objects to be won.
This book is brief and easy to read; nonetheless, I do not understand its enduring popularity. Coelho did not convince me that the vast, indifferent universe is looking out for me or any particular human being. Maybe I have been around the block too many times to appreciate this book’s insistent naïveté. show less
This book is brief and easy to read; nonetheless, I do not understand its enduring popularity. Coelho did not convince me that the vast, indifferent universe is looking out for me or any particular human being. Maybe I have been around the block too many times to appreciate this book’s insistent naïveté. show less
The Spy, Paulo Coelho, author; Zoe Perry, translator; Hillary Huber, Paul Boehmer, narrators
This novel based on Mata Hari, is creative and captivating, as the real Mata Hari, executed as a spy on October 15th, 1917, most certainly was as well. Margaretha Geertruida Zelle was born on August 7, 1876, at a time when women had little freedom or independence. They were dependent upon their family or husband for their livelihood and, indeed, their lives.
After being raped by the principal of her show more boarding school at age 16, Mata Hari no longer believed that sex was an act of love between two people, as her mother had told her. In order to escape her life, she became the wife of a Dutch army officer, Rudolof Campbell MacLoed, an older man who drank too much, engaged in unsafe sex and physically abused her. She went from the frying pan into the fire.
When she left MacLoed, she reinvented herself as Mata Hari, an Oriental dancer. In truth, she was a stripper, but she performed the striptease with class. She did the Dance of the Seven Veils which brought her fame and fortune. Men were enchanted by her, and she survived using her feminine wiles.
When World War I broke out, she was at loose ends. Her career short-circuited, and she was in desperate need of money. When the German government approached her to spy on France, she accepted, although she insisted that she did not intend to pass any worthwhile information to them and had informed the French government immediately so that she could work for France. Still, she was arrested and, accused of being a double agent for Germany. She was found guilty of espionage and sentenced to death.
Making use of supposed letters that Mata Hari is said to have written shortly before her death, to her lawyer and her daughter, Coehlo has reimagined the end of her life. As Mata Hari reads her letters, the reader learns the story of her life. It is in this way that plausible doubts are cast about her being guilty of espionage, as charged. The author has done an excellent job of suggesting that she was innocent and was merely a victim of herself and her era, in much the same way as Alfred Dreyfus became a victim of his times.
In this novel, Mata Hari’s lawyer, Maitre Clunet, believed in her innocence. He believed she was convicted even though the accusations were unproven and there was little evidence of her being a double agent. Her accuser, Captain Georges Ladoux, was actually himself accused of being a German spy, a few days after her execution, but he was cleared of any wrongdoing. Although it may not have been widely known, Margaretha Zelle was Jewish at a time when anti-Semitism was widespread.
The mark of a good book is that it makes you think, and this one will surely encourage the reader to find out more about this woman who has either been maligned by history or has been justly convicted and punished. The book made me wonder if she was another victim of her own or other’s stupidity, or of petty vengeance, or possibly, even anti-Semitism? Was she condemned for her erotic and alluring talents, were women’s jealousy of her a factor, was she abandoned by those men who had curried favor with her because they feared the discovery of their own indiscretions, or was she truly a spy?
She lived in the time of the Paris World’s Fair, Pablo Picasso and Emile Zola, and she knew and had had relationships with many people in high places. She did not expect to be forsaken by all who knew her, many of whom she could bring down with the mere hint of gossip. She admitted that she was a prostitute because she provided affection for gifts. She admitted that she was a liar because she said what was necessary to support herself. However, she never admitted that she was a spy and protested her innocence until the end, when legend has it that she died with dignity. Through her supposed words and the words of her lawyer, a new light is shone upon the life of Mata Hari that bears little resemblance to the one most people have come to believe and have witnessed in film and books. When she left home, her mother gave her tulip seeds to prove to her that life goes on, that there is rebirth even after death. When she died, were the seeds really still in her possession? In a sense, Coelho has brought her back to life with a bit of honor rather than ignominy.
The narrators of this book did an incredible job reading it. Their tone of voice, accent and emotional interpretation were spot-on. The translator did an excellent job, as well, making the words flow easily and even giving it a spiritual undertone, at times. With the combined effort of the author, narrators and translator, the reader is taken into the world of Mata Hari’s life and last days and will view her calm persona and her legendary poise, even in the face of her violent end in front of a firing squad. Marguerite Gertrude Zeller died at the age of 41. Was she framed? The author has presented an alternate verdict on Mata Hari’s life which seems quite credible. The reader is left to make the final judgment. show less
This novel based on Mata Hari, is creative and captivating, as the real Mata Hari, executed as a spy on October 15th, 1917, most certainly was as well. Margaretha Geertruida Zelle was born on August 7, 1876, at a time when women had little freedom or independence. They were dependent upon their family or husband for their livelihood and, indeed, their lives.
After being raped by the principal of her show more boarding school at age 16, Mata Hari no longer believed that sex was an act of love between two people, as her mother had told her. In order to escape her life, she became the wife of a Dutch army officer, Rudolof Campbell MacLoed, an older man who drank too much, engaged in unsafe sex and physically abused her. She went from the frying pan into the fire.
When she left MacLoed, she reinvented herself as Mata Hari, an Oriental dancer. In truth, she was a stripper, but she performed the striptease with class. She did the Dance of the Seven Veils which brought her fame and fortune. Men were enchanted by her, and she survived using her feminine wiles.
When World War I broke out, she was at loose ends. Her career short-circuited, and she was in desperate need of money. When the German government approached her to spy on France, she accepted, although she insisted that she did not intend to pass any worthwhile information to them and had informed the French government immediately so that she could work for France. Still, she was arrested and, accused of being a double agent for Germany. She was found guilty of espionage and sentenced to death.
Making use of supposed letters that Mata Hari is said to have written shortly before her death, to her lawyer and her daughter, Coehlo has reimagined the end of her life. As Mata Hari reads her letters, the reader learns the story of her life. It is in this way that plausible doubts are cast about her being guilty of espionage, as charged. The author has done an excellent job of suggesting that she was innocent and was merely a victim of herself and her era, in much the same way as Alfred Dreyfus became a victim of his times.
In this novel, Mata Hari’s lawyer, Maitre Clunet, believed in her innocence. He believed she was convicted even though the accusations were unproven and there was little evidence of her being a double agent. Her accuser, Captain Georges Ladoux, was actually himself accused of being a German spy, a few days after her execution, but he was cleared of any wrongdoing. Although it may not have been widely known, Margaretha Zelle was Jewish at a time when anti-Semitism was widespread.
The mark of a good book is that it makes you think, and this one will surely encourage the reader to find out more about this woman who has either been maligned by history or has been justly convicted and punished. The book made me wonder if she was another victim of her own or other’s stupidity, or of petty vengeance, or possibly, even anti-Semitism? Was she condemned for her erotic and alluring talents, were women’s jealousy of her a factor, was she abandoned by those men who had curried favor with her because they feared the discovery of their own indiscretions, or was she truly a spy?
She lived in the time of the Paris World’s Fair, Pablo Picasso and Emile Zola, and she knew and had had relationships with many people in high places. She did not expect to be forsaken by all who knew her, many of whom she could bring down with the mere hint of gossip. She admitted that she was a prostitute because she provided affection for gifts. She admitted that she was a liar because she said what was necessary to support herself. However, she never admitted that she was a spy and protested her innocence until the end, when legend has it that she died with dignity. Through her supposed words and the words of her lawyer, a new light is shone upon the life of Mata Hari that bears little resemblance to the one most people have come to believe and have witnessed in film and books. When she left home, her mother gave her tulip seeds to prove to her that life goes on, that there is rebirth even after death. When she died, were the seeds really still in her possession? In a sense, Coelho has brought her back to life with a bit of honor rather than ignominy.
The narrators of this book did an incredible job reading it. Their tone of voice, accent and emotional interpretation were spot-on. The translator did an excellent job, as well, making the words flow easily and even giving it a spiritual undertone, at times. With the combined effort of the author, narrators and translator, the reader is taken into the world of Mata Hari’s life and last days and will view her calm persona and her legendary poise, even in the face of her violent end in front of a firing squad. Marguerite Gertrude Zeller died at the age of 41. Was she framed? The author has presented an alternate verdict on Mata Hari’s life which seems quite credible. The reader is left to make the final judgment. show less
TL;DR: Pseudo-deep nonsense, full of magical thinking, pretending to profundity that isn't there. New Age gobbledygook. Feelgood nonsense. As insightful as a horoscope. Filed under "hate-reads" and "shiterature".
This book is an exasperating mess of magic thinking and pretentious deepities. Coelho immerses his readers in feel-good poeticality: he likes it when something can be made to sound deep and wise, hinting at vast reaches of self-actualisation that the boogeyman of daily drudgery show more makes inaccessible to us. He will probably introduce a wise and mystical character -- though only one at a time -- to put it in a one-liner.
The Alchemist is the kind of book in which the New Age versions of Christianity, Islam, Dream Interpretation, Alchemy and Generic Spirituality are all true, and, properly considered, they're all the same thing. People who truly, madly, deeply "follow their heart" and are really really serious about seeking out their spiritual purpose in life (their "Personal Legend") understand this; they become so attuned to the Universe that they see that "all is one". And because at that point everything is so much in harmony, the Universe itself cannot but conspire to fulfil their dreams. Everyone else is probably too inhibited or scared to make that leap. (There is a great deal of patronising head-shaking at such folk.)
To make that muddled lack of thinking even more wishful, everything that can be learned is a "language", too: the way sheep behave is a "language": wordless, but comprehensible nonetheless, if only you find the right perspective. Reading between the lines of what people say and understanding unspoken assumptions and desires is another such wordless language. So is the way a caravan travels across the desert, and even the way the desert just keeps existing. Even the ecological pyramid of a balanced ecosystem (a small number of top-level predators supported by increasingly large numbers of prey) can be properly appreciated as mutual affinity and love, a finely calibrated "language" to be understood. You do have to have reached the proper profundity of thought, though (more pitiful head-shaking at the inhibited masses). Fortunately, in fine, all such languages really boil down to Love, as of course they do: Love, a.k.a. The Soul of the World. Even more fortunately, all this wordless meaning you can be attuned to is substantially the same thing as that christian/islamic/spiritual muddle I mentioned earlier, but you've got to be alchemist-level profound to understand that. And while anyone could arrive at that position -- we all already know this, deep down; it’s just been repressed and buried and whatnot -- most people won’t. Sad.
The vehicle that Coelho has chosen to deliver this murky mess is an almost allegorical fable. An Andalusian shepherd boy has a recurring dream of finding a Treasure in the pyramids at Giza and sets out to find it. Along his "quest" he first learns the “language" of his flock of sheep; then a mythical thousands-of-years-old biblical king appears to him and promptly cons him out of his sheep (but it’s for his own good, to teach him a zen lesson or something). He also meets an Islamic crystal shop owner, an English alchemist-in-training, the love of his life, and the famed Alchemist himself, all of who lead the boy, knowingly or not, towards deeper and deeper insights through an accumulation of "languages", and an incremental attunement to "omens". He keeps having visions that show him futures that can be changed and that warn him of danger. Towards the end, the boy has become so enlightened that he is able to have conversations -- in words! -- withhis heart, the desert, the wind, the sun and god himself . The whole thing is too silly for words and collapses under its own pretension.
Look, this was never going to appeal to me: other works by Coelho’s that I’ve read, an extensive list of quotes from this book over at GoodReads and a thorough browse through the reviews here at LT told me exactly what kind of drivel this was going to be. I simply have no patience with pseudo-deep nonsense. At least now I can say that I’ve actually read the book, all the way through, and I am justified in never reading anything by Coelho again. show less
This book is an exasperating mess of magic thinking and pretentious deepities. Coelho immerses his readers in feel-good poeticality: he likes it when something can be made to sound deep and wise, hinting at vast reaches of self-actualisation that the boogeyman of daily drudgery show more makes inaccessible to us. He will probably introduce a wise and mystical character -- though only one at a time -- to put it in a one-liner.
The Alchemist is the kind of book in which the New Age versions of Christianity, Islam, Dream Interpretation, Alchemy and Generic Spirituality are all true, and, properly considered, they're all the same thing. People who truly, madly, deeply "follow their heart" and are really really serious about seeking out their spiritual purpose in life (their "Personal Legend") understand this; they become so attuned to the Universe that they see that "all is one". And because at that point everything is so much in harmony, the Universe itself cannot but conspire to fulfil their dreams. Everyone else is probably too inhibited or scared to make that leap. (There is a great deal of patronising head-shaking at such folk.)
To make that muddled lack of thinking even more wishful, everything that can be learned is a "language", too: the way sheep behave is a "language": wordless, but comprehensible nonetheless, if only you find the right perspective. Reading between the lines of what people say and understanding unspoken assumptions and desires is another such wordless language. So is the way a caravan travels across the desert, and even the way the desert just keeps existing. Even the ecological pyramid of a balanced ecosystem (a small number of top-level predators supported by increasingly large numbers of prey) can be properly appreciated as mutual affinity and love, a finely calibrated "language" to be understood. You do have to have reached the proper profundity of thought, though (more pitiful head-shaking at the inhibited masses). Fortunately, in fine, all such languages really boil down to Love, as of course they do: Love, a.k.a. The Soul of the World. Even more fortunately, all this wordless meaning you can be attuned to is substantially the same thing as that christian/islamic/spiritual muddle I mentioned earlier, but you've got to be alchemist-level profound to understand that. And while anyone could arrive at that position -- we all already know this, deep down; it’s just been repressed and buried and whatnot -- most people won’t. Sad.
The vehicle that Coelho has chosen to deliver this murky mess is an almost allegorical fable. An Andalusian shepherd boy has a recurring dream of finding a Treasure in the pyramids at Giza and sets out to find it. Along his "quest" he first learns the “language" of his flock of sheep; then a mythical thousands-of-years-old biblical king appears to him and promptly cons him out of his sheep (but it’s for his own good, to teach him a zen lesson or something). He also meets an Islamic crystal shop owner, an English alchemist-in-training, the love of his life, and the famed Alchemist himself, all of who lead the boy, knowingly or not, towards deeper and deeper insights through an accumulation of "languages", and an incremental attunement to "omens". He keeps having visions that show him futures that can be changed and that warn him of danger. Towards the end, the boy has become so enlightened that he is able to have conversations -- in words! -- with
Look, this was never going to appeal to me: other works by Coelho’s that I’ve read, an extensive list of quotes from this book over at GoodReads and a thorough browse through the reviews here at LT told me exactly what kind of drivel this was going to be. I simply have no patience with pseudo-deep nonsense. At least now I can say that I’ve actually read the book, all the way through, and I am justified in never reading anything by Coelho again. show less
***spoilers and bitterness ahead--be forewarned**
I'm not sure that I can capture my utter disdain for this book in words, but I'll give it a shot. I read this book about three years ago and just had to re-read it for book club. It was a steaming pile of crap then and, guess what?, it's a steaming pile of crap now. The main reason I hate this book: it's trite inspirational literature (there's an oxymoron) dressed up as an adventure quest. You go into it thinking that it's going to be about a show more boy's quest for treasure. If you read the back, there are words like "Pyramids," "Gypsy," "alchemist." Turns out, this is just The Purpose Driven Life dressed up with a little fable. It's Hallmark Hall of Fame territory set in an exotic locale. Which pisses me off to no end as I normally try to dodge that sort of thing, but here it is masquerading as the type of book I normally like. It's cliche, didactic, and poorly written.
Just as with Aesop's Fables, there's a moral to the story. And Coelho keeps backing up and running over it just to make sure that we get it (and he capitalizes important key words necessary to understanding it, lest we overlook their significance). If there's one thing Paulo Coelho can do, it's flog a dead horse.
Essentially, boy thinks he's happy in life. He's a shepherd who gets to travel the world, has all of his needs met, and owns a book which he can always trade for another book when he goes to market. What more can a boy need? Boy is then told by a mysterious stranger that he's not happy at all. Why not? He has failed to recognize his Personal Legend. Everyone has a Personal Legend, which is life's plan for you. However, most of us give up on our Personal Legend in childhood. If you are fortunate enough to hang onto and pursue your Personal Legend, then The Soul of the World will help you obtain it. All of nature conspires to bring you luck and good fortune so that you can fulfill your destiny, whether it's to be a shepherd on a quest for treasure at the pyramids, a butcher, a baker, a candlestick maker, or, one would assume, a prostitute, drug dealer, or porn star. Hey, we're all fate's bitch in The Alchemist. But I digress. Boy seeks out his Personal Legend and finds it's a long, hard road to obtaining what you want in life. But with faith, perseverance, and just a little goshdarnit good luck, the boy learns to speak the Language of the World and tap into The Soul of the World and fulfills his Personal Legend. And what does he learn? That what he sought was back home, the place he started from. Oh, silly boy.
So, in summation, here is what you should learn from The Alchemist:
1) Dream. And, while you're at it, dream BIG
2) Follow your bliss
3) Don't be surprised if you find obstacles in your way, but you will
overcome
4) It's good to travel and encounter people from other cultures
5) What we most often seek is right in front of us, but sometimes we
have to leave home to realize it
To all of these important life lessons, I can only say, "Well, no shit, Sherlock." If Coelho knew anything about alchemy, he would have been able to transform this crap into gold. Alas, it's still crap. show less
I'm not sure that I can capture my utter disdain for this book in words, but I'll give it a shot. I read this book about three years ago and just had to re-read it for book club. It was a steaming pile of crap then and, guess what?, it's a steaming pile of crap now. The main reason I hate this book: it's trite inspirational literature (there's an oxymoron) dressed up as an adventure quest. You go into it thinking that it's going to be about a show more boy's quest for treasure. If you read the back, there are words like "Pyramids," "Gypsy," "alchemist." Turns out, this is just The Purpose Driven Life dressed up with a little fable. It's Hallmark Hall of Fame territory set in an exotic locale. Which pisses me off to no end as I normally try to dodge that sort of thing, but here it is masquerading as the type of book I normally like. It's cliche, didactic, and poorly written.
Just as with Aesop's Fables, there's a moral to the story. And Coelho keeps backing up and running over it just to make sure that we get it (and he capitalizes important key words necessary to understanding it, lest we overlook their significance). If there's one thing Paulo Coelho can do, it's flog a dead horse.
Essentially, boy thinks he's happy in life. He's a shepherd who gets to travel the world, has all of his needs met, and owns a book which he can always trade for another book when he goes to market. What more can a boy need? Boy is then told by a mysterious stranger that he's not happy at all. Why not? He has failed to recognize his Personal Legend. Everyone has a Personal Legend, which is life's plan for you. However, most of us give up on our Personal Legend in childhood. If you are fortunate enough to hang onto and pursue your Personal Legend, then The Soul of the World will help you obtain it. All of nature conspires to bring you luck and good fortune so that you can fulfill your destiny, whether it's to be a shepherd on a quest for treasure at the pyramids, a butcher, a baker, a candlestick maker, or, one would assume, a prostitute, drug dealer, or porn star. Hey, we're all fate's bitch in The Alchemist. But I digress. Boy seeks out his Personal Legend and finds it's a long, hard road to obtaining what you want in life. But with faith, perseverance, and just a little goshdarnit good luck, the boy learns to speak the Language of the World and tap into The Soul of the World and fulfills his Personal Legend. And what does he learn? That what he sought was back home, the place he started from. Oh, silly boy.
So, in summation, here is what you should learn from The Alchemist:
1) Dream. And, while you're at it, dream BIG
2) Follow your bliss
3) Don't be surprised if you find obstacles in your way, but you will
overcome
4) It's good to travel and encounter people from other cultures
5) What we most often seek is right in front of us, but sometimes we
have to leave home to realize it
To all of these important life lessons, I can only say, "Well, no shit, Sherlock." If Coelho knew anything about alchemy, he would have been able to transform this crap into gold. Alas, it's still crap. show less
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