The Valkyries

The Valkyries

by Paulo Coelho
The Valkyries

The Valkyries

by Paulo Coelho

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Overview

When You Love, You Change the World

Why is it that we destroy the things we love most? This is the question Paulo Coelho faces in this touching story about his confrontation with his past. In The Valkyries, Paulo and his wife, Cristina, embark on a forty-day quest into the starkly beautiful and sometimes dangerous Mojave Desert, where they encounter the Valkyries, strange warrior women who travel the desert on motorcycles. A masterful blend of the exotic locales, dramatic adventure, and stark storytelling for which Coelho’s fictional works are renowned, this true-life odyssey is at once a modern-day adventure story and a poignant message about letting go of the past and believing in the future.


Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780062513342
Publisher: HarperCollins
Publication date: 08/03/2021
Edition description: Reprint
Pages: 212
Sales rank: 308,953
Product dimensions: 5.30(w) x 7.90(h) x 0.60(d)

About the Author

About The Author
One of the most influential writers of our time, Paulo Coelho is the author of thirty international bestsellers, including The Alchemist, Warrior of the Light, Brida, Veronika Decides to Die, and Eleven Minutes. He is a member of the Brazilian Academy of Letters and a United Nations Messenger of Peace. Paulo is the recipient of 115 international prizes and awards, among them, the Chevalier de l'Ordre National de la Légion d'Honneur (Legion of Honor). Born in Rio de Janeiro in 1947, he soon discovered his vocation for writing. He worked as a director, theater actor, songwriter, and journalist. In 1986, a special meeting led him to make the pilgrimage to Saint James Compostela (in Spain). The Road to Santiago was not only a common pilgrimage but a turning point in his existence. A year later, he wrote The Pilgrimage, an autobiographical novel that is considered the beginning of his literary career. He lives in Geneva, Switzerland.

Hometown:

Rio de Janeiro, Brazil

Date of Birth:

August 24, 1947

Place of Birth:

Rio de Janeiro, Brazil

Education:

Left law school in second year

Read an Excerpt

Chapter One

Prologue

"Something that is of great importance to me?" J. thought for a few moments before responding. "Magic."
"No, something else," Paulo insisted.
"Women," J. said. "Magic and women."
Paulo laughed.
"They're important to me, too," he said. "Although marriage has slowed me down a bit."
It was J.'s turn to laugh.
"A bit," he said. "Just a bit."
Paulo filled his master's glass with wine. It had been four months since they had seen each other, and this was a quite special night. Paulo wanted to talk for a while longer, build the suspense, before giving J. the package he had brought.
"I used to imagine the great masters as people who were far removed from the world," he said to J. "If you had answered me that way a few years ago, I think I would have abandoned my apprenticeship."
"You should have done that," J. said, sipping at his wine. "And I would have found a beautiful woman disciple to take your place."
They drank the entire bottle of wine as they sat talking in the restaurant located on the top floor of J.'s hotel. They spoke of work, magic, and women. J. was euphoric about the huge contract he had just negotiated for the Dutch multinational for which he worked. And Paulo was excited about the package he had brought with him.
"Let's have another bottle," Paulo said.
"In honor of what?"
"Your coming to Rio de Janeiro. . . . The beautiful view from the window over there. . . . And the present I've brought you."
J. looked out the window to see Copacabana beach sparkling below. "The view deserves a toast," he said, signaling to the waiter.
When they were halfway through the second bottle,Paulo placed the package on the table.
Looking at J., he said, "If you were to ask me what is important to me, I would say: my master. It was he who taught me to understand that love is the only thing that never fails. He who had the patience to lead me along the intricate paths of magic. He who had the courage and dignity, despite his powers, to present himself always as a person with some doubts and with certain weaknesses. He who helped me to understand the forces that can transform our lives."
"We've had a lot of wine," J. said. "I don't want to get serious."
"I'm not talking about serious things. I'm talking about joyful things. I'm talking about love."
He pushed the package to J.'s side of the table. "Open it."
"What is his?"
"A way of saying thank you. And of passing on to others all the love you taught me."
J. opened the package. It contained almost two hundred typed pages, on the first of which was written "The Alchemist."
Paulo's eyes were gleaming.
"It's a new book," he said. "Look at the next page."
There was an inscription written in longhand: "For J., the alchemist who knows and uses the secrets of the Great Work."
Paulo had anxiously awaited this moment. He had been able to keep completely secret the fact that he was writing a new book, even though he knew that J. had really liked his previous book.
"This is the original manuscript," Paulo continued. "I'd like you to read it before I send it to the publisher."
He tried to read the expression in his master's eyes, but they were impenetrable.
"I have meetings all day tomorrow, J. said, "so I'll be able to read it only at night. Let's have lunch two days from now."
Paulo had been expecting a different reaction. He thought that J. would be happy, and moved by the inscription.
"Let's do that," said Paulo, hiding his disappointment. "I'll be back in two days."
J. called for the check. They walked silently to the elevator. J. pushed the button for the eleventh floor.
When the elevator stopped at his floor, J. pushed the Emergency button to hold the door open. Then he approached Paulo and said, "May the Lamb of God protect you," making a sign on the forehead of his disciple.
Paulo embraced his master and said good night. Resetting the button, J. stepped out of the elevator.
"Why didn't you make copies of the original?" he asked, as the door began to close.
"In order to give God the chance to make it disappear, if that was his will."
"Wise decision," Paulo heard J. say as the door closed. "I hope that the literary critics never discover where it is."

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