I was reading the novel of Paulo Coelho, Brida. I just started reading, to be exact. Maybe a few pages off already, and I must say, it is interesting. Anyway, I read the Prologue and there was this part where I really liked it and it made me ponder on things.
This is how it goes:
“That’s a risk we’re now going to take together, Brida. An anonymous text from the Tradition says that, in life, each person can take one of two attitudes: to build or to plant. The builders might take years over their tasks, but one day, they finish what they’re doing. Then they find they’re hemmed in by their own walls. Life loses its meaning when the building stops.
Then there are those who plant.They endure storms and all the many vicissitudes of the seasons, and they rarely rest. But, unlike a building, a garden never stops growing. And while it requires the gardener’s constant attention, it also allows life for the gardener to be a great adventure.”
:)
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