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Paulo Coelho

Author of The Alchemist

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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 (1988) 44,215 copies, 1,127 reviews
Veronika Decides to Die (1998) 7,720 copies, 164 reviews
Eleven Minutes (2003) 5,818 copies, 98 reviews
The Zahir (2005) 4,653 copies, 80 reviews
The Witch of Portobello (2006) 4,192 copies, 80 reviews
The Devil and Miss Prym (2000) 4,091 copies, 79 reviews
Brida (1990) 2,846 copies, 64 reviews
The Fifth Mountain (1996) 2,844 copies, 38 reviews
Warrior of the Light (1997) 2,624 copies, 18 reviews
The Valkyries (1992) 2,017 copies, 19 reviews
The Winner Stands Alone (2008) 1,630 copies, 43 reviews
Aleph (2010) 1,340 copies, 40 reviews
Like the Flowing River: Thoughts and Reflections (2006) 1,150 copies, 11 reviews
Adultery (2014) 1,107 copies, 39 reviews
The Spy: A novel (2013) 1,024 copies, 44 reviews
Manuscript Found in Accra (2013) 994 copies, 37 reviews
Maktub (1901) 615 copies, 7 reviews
Hippie (2018) 550 copies, 16 reviews
The Archer (2008) 487 copies, 17 reviews
Life: Selected Quotations (2007) 311 copies, 6 reviews
The Supreme Gift (2007) 137 copies, 1 review
Inspirations: Selections from Classic Literature (Penguin Classics) (2008) — Editor — 124 copies, 4 reviews
Love: Selected Quotations (2010) 73 copies, 4 reviews
The Essential Paulo Coelho (2018) 61 copies
And on the Seventh Day (2004) 53 copies, 2 reviews
Unterwegs. Der Wanderer. (2004) 48 copies
The Paulo Coelho Collection (1997) 19 copies
Warrior of the Light - Volume 2 (2008) 17 copies, 1 review
Casus (2016) 15 copies
Enigma: 2008 calendar (2007) 7 copies
Cuentos de Navidad (Spanish Edition) (2014) 6 copies, 1 review
Moments 2012: Diary (2011) 6 copies
O Mosteiro Pode Acabar (1999) 5 copies
Die Tränen der Wüste (2007) 4 copies
AS VALQUÍRIAS. 4 copies
Freedom: Day Planner 2018 (2017) 4 copies
Biografia d'un narrador (2003) 4 copies
Preljuba (2014) 4 copies, 1 review
Les Valkyries (2025) 4 copies
The Complete Collection (2010) 4 copies
Mãe 3 copies, 1 review
The Classic Collection (2018) 3 copies
Akan Nehir Gibi 3 copies
Paulo Coelho (2015) 3 copies
Seguindo a Consciência (1999) 3 copies
devta ki betiyan 2 copies, 1 review
Duvvumin maktub (2004) 2 copies
Odinnadtsat' minut (2011) 2 copies
Goncalo Byrne, 1941-... (2011) 2 copies
Secrets: Day Planner 2020 (2019) 2 copies
Nha gia kim 1 copy
A ESPIÃ 1 copy
FÁBULAS 1 copy
MATURIA 1 copy
As Walkirias 1 copy
FRASES 1 copy
MAKYUB 1 copy
Força 2023 1 copy
Auf dem Jakobsweg (2013) 1 copy
Courage: 2016 Calendar (2015) 1 copy
Usomachiza (2006) 1 copy
Shkelja e kurors︠ (2015) 1 copy
Kracht - Agenda 2023 (2022) 1 copy
Hipis (Polish Edition) (2018) 1 copy
Segen und Glück (2025) 1 copy

Associated Works

Siddhartha (1922) — Introduction, some editions — 31,325 copies, 422 reviews
Paulo Coelho: Confessions of a Pilgrim (1999) — Narrator — 227 copies, 1 review
Why War? (1972) — Foreword, some editions — 176 copies, 3 reviews
Freedom: Stories Celebrating the Universal Declaration of Human Rights (2009) — Contributor — 85 copies, 2 reviews
Veronika Decides To Die [2009 film] (2009) — Original book — 11 copies, 2 reviews
Ruckzuck: Die schnellsten Geschichten der Welt II (2008) — Contributor — 7 copies
Beyond Our Differences [2008 film] (2008) — Interviewee — 6 copies

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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

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

2,320 reviews
On reading The Alchemist, or "Du liest Paulo Coelho? Vergiss die Peitsche nicht!"

(spoilers ahead, not that it should matter since you'll know everything simply by reading the blurb on the back cover anyway)

Short version of this review: The Alchemist is crap. Through and through.

Slightly longer version: The Alchemist is crap for several reasons. Because there's no plot to speak of - everything zips along on a trail straighter than Fred Phelps' public persona; it does exactly what it says on show more the tin with no twists, no surprises and nothing to grab your interest, and everything turns out exactly as you'd think it would 10 pages in. Because the characters are a series of identical cut-outs saying the exact same things in the exact same voices over and over again. Because the prose jumps back and forth from purple to something that would be better suited for a children's book, full of repetitions and redundancies. Because it's a ridiculously conservative piece of pseudo-pop-philosophy that's only slightly dumbed down from your average Ricki Lake monologue and... OK, imagine if Candide had been perfectly serious. If Voltaire had thought irony was just a colour, like goldy only greyer. Then add some new-age nonsense to Pangloss' teachings, get rid of the gorier bits and you'd have The Alchemist: a book so unaware of its own shallowness that people were already parodying it 250 years ago.

The book is about this sheep herder. His name is initially given as Santiago but rarely ever mentioned after that, he's just referred to as "the boy," presumably since Coelho has watched that Simpsons episode where a greedy self-help guru tells Springfield to "be like the boy" (except he must have missed the second part of that episode where the advice predictably leads to disaster). This "boy" is certainly no Bart Simpson, though; for one thing, he must at the very least be in his late teens. For another Bart's not a blithering idiot like Santiago, or "Thicko" as I'll call him from now on. Thicko has to have everything explained to him at least four times, since even though he's supposedly been to seminary school and reads obsessively, the simplest words and concepts make him go "huh? Whassatmean?" Of course, the real reason for this is that Coelho is supremely uninterested in telling a story; his one purpose in writing is to impart Wisdom on his readers, and since he obviously considers his readers about as lucid as Thicko's sheep (there's a slightly disturbing Also Sprach Zarathustra undertone to this) he's going to have to be as literal and anvilicious as he possibly can. At one point, the Alchemist points out that this kind of wisdom can only be imparted orally - and since he's very obviously an authorial self-insert on a scale I've never seen outside of Erich von Däniken novels, you have to wonder why Coelho bothered writing the book. Maybe he got sick of people laughing at him when he tried to peddle this pap face-to-face.

So anyway, Thicko has this dream in which he finds a treasure at the Pyramids. This dream confuses him, but two Mysterious Strangers (one of whom we are explicitly told comes straight out of the Bible - subtle storytelling there, Paulie) tell him that this dream means he's going to find a treasure at the Pyramids. Thicko is highly impressed by their dream-interpretation skills and promptly sells his sheep and hitches a ride to Tanger, where he loses everything and ends up working for a living. He immediately forgets about his treasure, but after he's made enough money, he suddenly remembers it again and joins a caravan across the desert where he learns to accept that things happen because they are written and that nobody can change what is written - cue up the soundtrack from Lawrence of Arabia, since that's the only way you'll get the slightest sense that any of this is real. Finally, he meets up with the Alchemist of the book's title, who turns out to be... Yoda. Yoda with better grammar and a worse script, but still Yoda, right down to the big test where Thicko has to lift his spaceship out of the bog... uh, I mean turn himself into a gust of wind. Yoda teaches him to use the force, that we are all one and that there is no "try" only "do" and "do not," and Thicko sees the light. Except without the part where the beautiful Arab girl with whom Thicko fell in love at first sight (and she with him, since women in this story are nothing but rewards for male heroes) turns out to be his long-lost twin sister; a pity, since this is the sort of novel where even incest would have been an improvement.

The blurb on the back says that the book is "a magical fable about learning to listen to your heart, read the omens strewn along life's path, and above all follow your dreams." Fine. Problem is, that's ALL it's about and it says it both literally and repeatedly, again and again and again until it finally sinks in for poor Thicko: "Hey, I think I'm starting to get this! You're saying I should... uh... listen to my heart, read the omens strewn along life's path and... follow my dreams?" THANK YOU, CAPTAIN OBVIOUS. (No wonder Julia Roberts loved the book so much her endorsement is printed TWICE on the last few pages - the whole thing is based around the chorus to a Roxette ballad, just like Pretty Woman! Gee, I wonder what life-changing morals Coelho's other novels have in store - "If you want to know what love is, ask someone to show you"? "Dance cheek-to-cheek with ladies in red"? "Love lifts you up where you belong"? "Do anything for love (but don't do that)"? "Listen to the winds of change"? ...wait, that last one is already in The Alchemist.) The only thing the 180 wide-spaced pages of narrative add to the blurb is a profound sense of boredom, probably laced with some anger if you've actually shelled out cash for this twaddle. Every single character except for the one who's even dafter than Thicko keeps telling him the same things, every single character and every single thing that happens serves only one purpose: to convince Thicko to read the blurb on the back of his own novel until he gets it and is rewarded - in cash, of course. No wonder rich celebs like it; Madonna must have gone "Hey! He's right, I deserve to be rich!" when she read it.

I'm not even going to try to pick apart Coelho's "philosophical" and "spiritual" meanderings, which seem to consist of 50% random lifts from various religious writings and 50% hospital greeting cards. If you're the kind of person who thinks "today is the first day of the rest of your life" is a deep, thought-provoking comment on the nature of humanity, then you'll love The Alchemist. According to Coelho we're living in the best of all possible worlds, so never aspire to be more than what God has dictated for you, always follow the traditional ways, and remember that the only value of other people existing is that they can help you realise this. It's a remarkable mix of selfishness and fatalism and I'm honestly confused as to whether the writer even realises this or if he just mixed and matched from some 1-dollar book of aphorisms without thinking about it.

Alchemy is the art of turning base things into gold (and Coelho honestly seems to believe in it, even if no sane person has for the last few hundred years), but Coelho is no Midas; the only thing The Alchemist manages to prove is the old saying about polishing a turd. No matter how many stars and quotes from stars you stick on the cover, I'd suggest not sticking your fingers into it.
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When I was 13 I freakin LOVED this book. It was one of the most inspirational and mystifying things I'd ever read. I still remember the chills it gave me and how fascinated I was for days after I'd finished it.

But I'm not 13 anymore.

Recently I made an attempt to re-read it, in a need to feel again those intense emotions of puberty.
I litteraly couldn't stop laughing. After a while I became angry at how pointless it was and realising how naive I was I almost felt embarassed.

So if you plan on show more reading this book, here's a tip: READ IT WHILE YOU'RE IN PUBERTY!!!!
Puberty is like a drug. Your hormones are on crack and the need to be different and to be inspired is so intense that blinds your judgment. So read it while you still can. It will be a wonderful experience.

Now, if you're an adult, well....tough luck.


I only rated it with 3 stars because once upon a time I loved this book, and sadly, I cannot erase all those feelings.
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This was a really great story that could have been a perfect book. The characters, the settings, the plot itself: all of these were done well and reminded me, at times, of what it was like to read and enjoy a book as a child.

It's fitting, however, that the prologue begins with a re-telling of the myth of Narcissus, because the author has a serious problem with narcissism, imagining that everything in life is very much concerned to bring about his own personal desires (and your!). One show more wonders how anyone can be so ignorant of the overwhelming evidence against this sort of trite cheerleading to be found in the experience of the vast majority of humanity throughout time; perhaps the starving orphan in the impoverished nation merely needed to believe a little more in himself and in the beneficent regard of the universe?

The optimistic naivete could be excused if it only pervaded the work invisibly, but the author constantly pounds out simplistic banalities that anyone could contradict who's lived more than a year or two in the real world. Privileged middle-class readers pursuing their bourgeoisie dreams oblivious to the amount of help they've had will enjoy a self-congratulatory smugness as they pretend their already-gilded lives have anything in common with the leaden beginnings of a poor shepherd boy that are transmuted by faith and good works into a golden conclusion. Those who worship, without knowledge, at the altar of ambition will enjoy the denigration of contentment throughout the story. Optimism always denigrates contentment and ironically makes those who believe it less happy than they falsely imagine so-called pessimists (realists) to be.

All that said, the story as a story really is quite good. It could have been on of the tales from the Thousand and One Nights. In fact, stripped of all the digressions into philosophastering, the straightforward narrative might actually have served much better to promote the author's philosophies. But then that is usually the case; Keats said "We hate poetry that has a palpable design upon us," that is we can tell when a writer is only interested in making us agree with him about some dogma or other.

True, stripped to mere narrative and presented as a sort of myth, the story would not have been so easy to use a banner for the author's brand of prosperity gospel--it would have been. as all good myths are, capable of bearing more than one truth--but then it would have been all the more valuable. One almost feels Coelho should have seen himself in the shepherd boy who traveled for years from Andalusia to the pyramids only to discover the treasure he had sought was to be found in his more humble beginnings.
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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! -- with his 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.
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ISBNs
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