Why do we destroy the things we love most? This is the question Paulo Coelho faces when he is confronted with his past. Together with his wife Christina, he embarks on a journey through the soaring heat of the Mojave desert. During the 40 days journey, surrounded by doubts and temptations and entering their innermost conflicts and questions, they met the valkyries, strange warrior women.

In The Valkyries, Paulo Coelho candidly tells about his fight against his fear and self-doubt. It is also an account of two persons who make a huge effort to understand each other, but most of all it is powerful message about forgiving our past and believing in our future. When we accept and recognize ourselves in our strengths and weaknesses, then we are prepared to change the world.

THE VALKYRIES


Why do we destroy the things we love most? This is the question Paulo Coelho faces when he is confronted with his past. Together with his wife Christina, he embarks on a journey through the soaring heat of the Mojave desert. During the 40 days journey, surrounded by doubts and temptations and entering their innermost conflicts and questions, they met the valkyries, strange warrior women.

In The Valkyries, Paulo Coelho candidly tells about his fight against his fear and self-doubt. It is also an account of two persons who make a huge effort to understand each other, but most of all it is powerful message about forgiving our past and believing in our future. When we accept and recognize ourselves in our strengths and weaknesses, then we are prepared to change the world.

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Reviews

"Coelho has returned with age-old themes: the narrator finds the source of love."
-- YHTEISHYVÄ, FINLAND, AUTUMN 2010

 

"A thought-provoking book that even hurts sometimes. Valkyries is a deep and intimate guide for relationships."
-- COSMOPOLITAN, FINLAND, AUTUMN 2010

"Another beautiful philosophical story by Brazilian author Paulo Coelho."
-- LIBELLE, THE NETHERLANDS, AUGUST 2010

 

"He has done it before and it has been an ongoing international success: Paolo Coelho on sprituality, magic and intelligent lessons of life in an accessable way."
-- CULTUURBEWUST.NL, THE NETHERLANDS, OCTOBER 2010

Extracts

‘I’m talking about your pact with defeat.’
Paulo thought of what J. had said – about destroying what we love most.

The silence within the mine was worse than in the desert. Not a sound was heard, except Valhalla’s voice – which sounded different.
‘We have a contract, you and I: not to win when victory is possible,’ she insisted.

‘I have never made any such pact,’ Paulo said for the third time.

‘Everyone has. At some point in our lives, we all enter into such an agreement. That’s why there is an angel with a burning sword at the gates to paradise. To allow entry only to those who have broken that pact.’

Yes, she’s right, thought Chris. Everyone has made this pact.

‘Do you find me attractive?’ Valhalla asked, once again changing the tone of her voice.

‘You are a beautiful woman,’ Paulo answered.

‘One day, when I was still an adolescent, I saw my best friend crying. We were inseparable, and we loved each other completely, and I asked what had happened. When I insisted on knowing, she told me that her boyfriend was in love with me.

“I didn’t know that, and that day I made the pact. Without really knowing why, I began to gain weight, to take poor care of myself, to become unattractive. Because – unconsciously – I felt that my beauty was a curse, and had caused suffering for my best friend.

‘Before long, I had destroyed all meaning in my life because I just didn’t care about myself anymore. I reached the point that everything about my life became unbearable: I thought about dying.’

Valhalla laughed.
‘As you can see, I broke the pact.’

‘True,’ Paulo said.

‘Yes, it is true,’ Chris said. ‘You are lovely.’

‘We are in the heart of the mountain,’ the Valkyrie continued. ‘Outside, the sun is shining, and here there is only darkness. But the temperature is pleasant, we can sleep, we have nothing to worry about. This is the darkness of the pact.’

She raised her hand to the zipper of her leather jacket.

‘Break the pact,’ she said. ‘For the glory of God. For love. And for victory.’

She began to lower the zipper slowly. She wore nothing beneath the jacket.