Tuesday 23 December 2014

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I am not a foreigner, because I haven't been praying to return safely home. I haven't wasted my time imagining my house, my desk, my side of the bed. 

I am not a foreigner, because we are all travelling. We are all full of the same questions, the same tiredness, the same fears, the same selfishness, and the same generosity.

I am not a foreigner, because, when I asked, I received. When I knocked, the door opened. When I looked, I found.

paulo coelho, aleph

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