A good friend once told me that the problems are like cockroaches. If drawn to light, they'll get scared. — Carlos Ruiz Zafon Copy Share Image
“To Senor Sempere, the best friend a book could ever have: you opened the doors to the world for me and showed… — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
“A good friend once told me that problems are like cockroaches. If you bring them out into the light, they get scared… — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
“Rest now, my friend. Heaven can wait. And hell is too small for you.” — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
“I don’t trust people who say they have a lot of friends. It’s a sure sign that they don’t really know anyone.” — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
I was raised among books, making invisible friends in pages that seemed cast from dust and whose smell I carry on my… — Carlos Ruiz Zafon Copy Share Image
You know who your true friends are when things go wrong for you, but the opposite is also true. When things go… — Carlos Ruiz Zafon Copy Share Image
I don't suppose you have many friends. Neither do I. I don't trust people who say they have a lot of friends.… — Carlos Ruiz Zafon Copy Share Image
“I've seen many strange things in my work, my friend, but a wealthy lawyer who leaves everything to go write sonnets is not part of the repertoire. -Ricardo Salvador” — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share
“When I saw my friend kissing the woman he loved it occurred to me that this moment, this instant stolen from time and from God, was worth all the days of misery that had brought us to this place and the many others that were doubtless waiting for us on our return to life. And that everything that was decent… — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share
Well, this is a story about books." About books?" About accursed books, about a man who wrote them, about a character who broke out of the pages of anovel so that he could burn it, about a betrayal and a lost friendship. It's a story of love, of hatred, and of the dreams that live in the shadow of the… — Carlos Ruiz Zafon Copy Share
Do you know what religion is, Martin, my friend? -I can barely remember Lord's Prayer. -A beautiful and well-crafted prayer. Poetry aside,… — Carlos Ruiz Zafon Copy Share Image
“Where my school friends saw notches on incomprehensible pages, I saw light, streets, and people. Words and the mystery of their hidden… — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
“Well, this is a story about books.” “About books?” “About accursed books, about the man who wrote them, about a character who… — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
“The old woman smiled sweetly at Fermin. My friend stroked her face and her forehead. She appreciated the touch of another skin… — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
“Our world will not die as a result of the bomb, as the papers say, it will die of laughter, of banality, of making a joke… — Carlos Ruiz Zafon Copy Share Image
“I carried the trace of her lips, of her breath on my skin through streets full of faceless people escaping from offices and shops.” — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
“Nekada davno, u djetinjstvu, možda is toga što sam odrastao među knjigama i knjižarima, odlučio sam da želim postati pisac i živjeti životom punim… — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
“nations never see themselves clearly in the mirror, much less when war preys on their minds.” — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
People might not agree with me, but I think a woman should have a feminine shape, something you can get your hands on. You,… — Carlos Ruiz Zafon Copy Share Image
“But I couldn't absorb the idea that death could actually walk by my side, with a human face and a heart that was poisoned… — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
Once I'd worked out that I couldn't possibly expect people to enjoy a monstrous, 3000-page book, I realised I could in fact create a labyrinth of a story with four different points of entry. But what interested me was creating something that would rearrange itself every time you read one of the other books. So depending on which order you… — Carlos Ruiz Zafon Copy Share
The haunting of history is ever present in Barcelona. I see cities as organisms, as living creatures. To me, Madrid is a man and… — Carlos Ruiz Zafon Copy Share Image
“The main pillar of organized religion, with few exceptions, is the subjugation, repression, even the annulment of women in the group. Woman must accept the role of an ethereal, passive, and maternal presence, never of authority or independence, or she will have to suffer the consequences. She might have a place of honor in the symbolism, but not in the… — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share
