i just finished reading paolo coelho's novel called "eleven minutes". i didn't get it actually -- the title i mean but it is explained on page 86 of the book and i quote:
"...the amount of time spent actually having sex is about eleven minutes. eleven minutes. the world revolved around something that only took eleven minutes."
my cousin introduced the book to me. i read the first few pages and i was intrigued. this is how it starts:
"once upon a time, there was a prostitute called maria."
at the first opportunity i went out and bought myself a copy not because it's about a prostitute but because a guy who wrote "the alchemist" can write about something -- well to put it mildly -- sordid. mr. coelho explains why he wrote this book in the dedication, which goes:
"...some books make us dream, others bring us face to face with reality, but what matters most to the author is the honesty with which the book is written."
i found the book truthful and beautiful. it was very frank and honest almost straightforward -- with little or no equivocation. the words used were simple and somehow pure.
"...the amount of time spent actually having sex is about eleven minutes. eleven minutes. the world revolved around something that only took eleven minutes."
my cousin introduced the book to me. i read the first few pages and i was intrigued. this is how it starts:
"once upon a time, there was a prostitute called maria."
at the first opportunity i went out and bought myself a copy not because it's about a prostitute but because a guy who wrote "the alchemist" can write about something -- well to put it mildly -- sordid. mr. coelho explains why he wrote this book in the dedication, which goes:
"...some books make us dream, others bring us face to face with reality, but what matters most to the author is the honesty with which the book is written."
i found the book truthful and beautiful. it was very frank and honest almost straightforward -- with little or no equivocation. the words used were simple and somehow pure.
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