![]() ![]() I went over to the spring, filled my bottles, then came back and asked him where he lived (in northern France, near Belgium) and noted down his name. At that moment, however, I felt really frightened, because I knew that my new novel, Eleven Minutes, dealt with a subject that was harsh, difficult, shocking. He spoke of the importance of my books in his life, concluding: "They make me dream." I have often heard these words before, and they always please me greatly. The man embraced me and introduced me to his wife and granddaughter. Inside the Basilica, a gentleman in his seventies said to me: "You know, you look just like Paulo Coelho." I said that I was Paulo Coelho. ![]() On 29th May 2002, just hours before I put the finishing touches to this book, I visited the Grotto in Lourdes, in France, to fill a few bottles with miraculous water from the spring. Translated from the Portuguese by Margaret Jull Costa ![]()
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