Of all the powerful weapons of destruction that man has invented, the most terrible - and the most cowardly - is the word.
Knives and firearms leave traces of blood. Bombs shake whole buildings and streets. Poisons can always be detected.
But a destructive word can provoke Evil without leaving behind it a single clue. Children are subject to years of conditioning by their parents, artists are mercilessly pilloried, women are systematically undermined by remarks made by their husbands, the faithful are kept apart from religion by those who judge themselves capable of interpreting the voice of God.
Check to see if you yourself are using this weapon. Check to see if someone is using this weapon on you. And put a stop to both.
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In my book, The Devil & Miss Prym a foreigner arrives in a village to tempt a woman. I wanted to explore the fight of good and evil and would like to ask you:
Do you think man is intrinsically bad ?
Love,
Paulo
I do my daily share of blog reading first thing in the morning as I look for inspiration to begin my writing day. I’m usually fed by the minds of those I admire the most. One of my regular stops is on Paulo Coelho’s blog. I enjoy the writings and interviews he shares it in his various sites. Listening to the way he thinks in general is an awesome experience. It urges me to …
This article is written by Clary Lopez. Please visit the blog Christmas Blessing to read her answer.
I came across this interesting question as I read Paulo Coelho’s ‘Like the Flowing River’ today.
Why are we born if we all die in the end?
That short question got me thinking. On a very simple note, it is true. What is the point of being in the world, living, suffering and working when in the end, it gets us to six feet under? I thought …
Love - the illusive and elusive that apparently dangles in front of us, reachable at times yet mostly just out of reach. For it is when we first utter the word “I love you” be it verbally to another, or internally to ourselves that we called upon to ourselves suffering. Why? The moment “I love you” is uttered, we …
This article is written by A Student of Life. Please visit the blog My Spiritual Odyssey to read her answer.
