By the River Piedra I sat down and wept. There is a legend that everything that falls into the waters of this river -- leaves, insects, the feathers of birds -- is transformed into the rocks that make the riverbed. If only I could tear out my heart and hurl it into the current, then my pain and longing would be over, and I could finally forget.
Paulo CoelhoAbout author
- Author's profession: Novelist, Writer, Poet
- Nationality: brazilian
- Born: August 24, 1947
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