
Elijah stared at the wall of his room for a long time. Finally, he decided to invoke his angel.
"My soul is in danger," he said.
The angel said nothing. Elijah was in doubt about continuing the conversation, but now it was too late: he could not call him forth for no reason.
"When im with that woman, I don't feel good."
"Just the opposite, " answered the angel. "And that disturbs thee, because thou canst come to love her."
Elijah felt shame, for the angel knew his soul.
"Love is dangerous," He said.
"Very," replied the angel. "And so?"
He suddenly disappeared.
From: THe Fifth Mountain
by Paulo Coelho
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The angel said Love is dangerous..and so?
Let me tell you what I think of the angel's statement...yes love can cause you heartaches, troubles and pain..but who cares? If Love is a battlefield, then we are considered soldiers who are ready to get hurt and willing to put our lives at risk. It doesn't matter if we win or lose but its more on how we fought, how we loved---its the most beautiful thing that could ever happen to one's existence. There is no regrets in loving.
~vidabelle~
"My soul is in danger," he said.
The angel said nothing. Elijah was in doubt about continuing the conversation, but now it was too late: he could not call him forth for no reason.
"When im with that woman, I don't feel good."
"Just the opposite, " answered the angel. "And that disturbs thee, because thou canst come to love her."
Elijah felt shame, for the angel knew his soul.
"Love is dangerous," He said.
"Very," replied the angel. "And so?"
He suddenly disappeared.
From: THe Fifth Mountain
by Paulo Coelho
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The angel said Love is dangerous..and so?
Let me tell you what I think of the angel's statement...yes love can cause you heartaches, troubles and pain..but who cares? If Love is a battlefield, then we are considered soldiers who are ready to get hurt and willing to put our lives at risk. It doesn't matter if we win or lose but its more on how we fought, how we loved---its the most beautiful thing that could ever happen to one's existence. There is no regrets in loving.
~vidabelle~

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