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A review by scunareader
The Zahir: A Novel of Obsession by Paulo Coelho
3.0
First, I want to make it clear that I don't care that Coelho writes his stories around strings of quotable cliches. I don't care. He may not be the Giorgio Armani of literature, but he is certainly the artisan who creates the pretty fabrics.
I didn't really understand the mission of the main character. I guess the bottom line is that I'm too selfish to share someone I love with anyone else lest the love for me should be overshadowed. Isn't that the greatest fear of anyone that loves someone else? That the love is temporary? That anyone is replaceable? That the journey of life may contain countless opportunities to love many people, not just one? Is that not the most terrifying feeling? To think to oneself "I may love you now, but I can't guarantee that I will after spending day after innumerable day with you..." It's the risk we take that allows us that brief joy of being loved wholly by someone, even if it's only for a little while.
How sad and happy, all at once.
I didn't really understand the mission of the main character. I guess the bottom line is that I'm too selfish to share someone I love with anyone else lest the love for me should be overshadowed. Isn't that the greatest fear of anyone that loves someone else? That the love is temporary? That anyone is replaceable? That the journey of life may contain countless opportunities to love many people, not just one? Is that not the most terrifying feeling? To think to oneself "I may love you now, but I can't guarantee that I will after spending day after innumerable day with you..." It's the risk we take that allows us that brief joy of being loved wholly by someone, even if it's only for a little while.
How sad and happy, all at once.