“Patience is the mother of all virtues and the godmother of madness” — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
“Six years later my mother's absence remained in the air around us, a deafening silence that I had not learned to stifle… — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
“My father sighed, hiding behind the sad smile that followed him like a shadow all through his life.” — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
I still remember the day my father took me to the Cemetery of Forgotten Books for the first time. — Carlos Ruiz Zafon Copy Share Image
“My father pretended to be reading his letters. He was a dreadful actor. ‘Since when have you liked Wagner?” — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
“Max had once read in one of his father's books that some childhood images become engraved in the mind like photographs, like… — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
“Well, then, for what my opinion is worth, I’m sure you’ll be an excellent father and husband. And since you don’t believe… — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
“I stopped asking my father to take me to see Victor Hugo's pen, and he didn't mention it again. That world seemed… — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
A good father. A man with a head, a heart, and a soul. A man capable of listening, of leading and respecting… — Carlos Ruiz Zafon Copy Share Image
Once, in my father's bookshop, I heard a regular customer say that few things leave a deeper mark on a reader than… — Carlos Ruiz Zafon Copy Share Image
“That world seemed to have vanished, but for a long time the image I had of my father, which I still preserve… — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
“The only thing I can recall is that it rained all day and all night, and that when I asked my father… — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
“Forgive me,’ he whispered. I held my father’s gaze. Sometimes he seemed to grow a little older just by looking at me and remembering. I stood up and hugged him quietly. He held me tight and when he burst into tears the anger and the pain he’d buried in his soul all those years gushed out like blood. I knew… — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share
“I found my father asleep in his dining-room armchair, with a blanket over his legs and his favorite book open in his… — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
“Presents are made for the pleasure of the one who gives them, not for the merits of those who receive them,' said… — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
“Opening the door quietly, I slipped in without switching on the light. From the entrance hall, I could see the dining room… — 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
