Carlos Ruiz Zafon

“Damals wusste ich nicht, dass der Ozean der Zeit früher oder später die Erinnerungen anschwemmt, die wir in ihm versenkt haben.”

“Its impossible to initiate a rational dialogue with some one about beliefs and concepts if he has not acquired them through reason. It doesn't matter whether we are looking at God, race, or national pride.”

“A Gentleman's agreement cannot be broken without breaking the person who has entered into it.”

“The incompetent always present thmeselves as experts, the cruel as pious, sinners as devout, usurers as benefactors, the small minded as patriots, the arrogant as humble, the vulgar as elegant, and teh feeble-minded as intellectual.”

“An intellectual is some one who isn't exactly distinguished by his intellect. He claims that label to compensates for his inadequacies.”

“Man is a moral animal abandoned in an amoral universe and condemned to a finite existence with no other prupose than to perpetuate the natural cycle of the species.”

“Justice is an affectation of perspective, not a universal value.”

“All business opportunities stem from someone else's inability to resolve a simple and inevitable problem.”

“You don't win a game by hitting the ball out of the court.”

“Mas há muitas pessoas que têm talento e vontade, e muitas delas nunca chegam a nada. Esse é só o princípio para fazer qualquer coisa na vida. O talento natural é como a força de um atleta. Pode-se nascer com mais ou menos faculdades, mas ninguém chega a ser um atleta apenas porque nasceu alto ou forte ou veloz. O que faz o atleta, ou o artista, é o trabalho, o ofício e a técnica. A inteligência com que nascemos constitui apenas as munições. Para conseguirmos fazer qualquer coisa com ela, é necessário transformarmos a nossa mente numa arma de precisão.”

“Uno de los primeros recursos propios del escritor profesional que Isabella había aprendido de mí era el arte y la práctica de procrastinar. Todo veterano del oficio sabe que cualquier ocupación, desde afilar el lápiz hasta catalogar musarañas, tiene prioridad al acto de sentarse a la mesa y exprimir el cerebro. Isabella había absorbido por ósmosis esta lección fundamental y al llegar a casa, en vez de encontrarla en su escritorio, la sorprendí en la cocina afinando los últimos toques a una cena que olía y lucía como si su elaboración hubiera sido cuestión de varias horas.”

“Cada vez que un libro cambia de manos, cada vez que alguien desliza la mirada por sus páginas, su espíritu crece y se hace fuerte. (Sempere)”

“Me alegro, porque es posible, y subrayo posible, que ese momento no llegue nunca, que no te enamores, que no quieras ni puedas entregarle la vida a nadie y que, como yo, cumplas un día los cuarenta y cinco años y te des cuenta de que ya no eres joven y que no había para ti un coro de cupidos con liras ni un lecho de rosas blancas tendido hacia el altar, y la única vergüenza que te quede sea robarle a la vida el placer de esa carne firme y ardiente que se evapora más rápido que las buenas intenciones, y que es lo más parecido al cielo que encontrarás en este cochino mundo donde se pudre todo, empezando por la belleza y acabando por la memoria.”

“My only company was the incessant clacking of the typewriter echoing in the darkened hall and the large clock on the wall exhausting the minutes left until dawn.”

“Às vezes, as coisas mais reais só acontecem na imaginação. A gente só lembra do que nunca aconteceu.”

“Uno scrittore non dimentica mai la prima volta che accetta qualche moneta o un elogio in cambio di una storia. Non dimentica mai la prima volta che avverte nel sangue il dolce veleno della vanità e crede che se riuscirà a nascondere a tutti la sua mancanza di talento il sogno della letteratura potrà dargli un tetto sulla testa un piatto caldo alla fine della giornata e soprattutto quanto di più desidera: il suo nome stampato su un miserabile pezzo di carta che vivrà sicuramente più a lungo di lui. Uno scrittore è condannato a ricordare quell’istante perché a quel punto è già perduto e la sua anima ha ormai un prezzo.”

“Vous avez du poison au coeur, mademoiselle.”

“Mit der Zeit verwarf ich die Idee des Briefes und nahm an wenn schon sei es praktischer gleich mit dem Meisterwerk zu beginnen.”

“Wie schön der Herr spricht. Man sieht dass Sie ein Hinterlektueller sind.”

“Ein Geheimnis ist soviel wert wie der der es uns anvertraut.”

“We had yet to learn that the Devil created youth so that we could make our mistakes, and that God established maturity and old age so that we could pay for them...”

“Para cuando la razón entiende lo sucedido, las heridas en el corazón ya son demasiado profundas”

“Now he knew that any memories he might cherish during the last years of his life would be only fictions from a biography he'd never lived.”

“Max had once read in one of his father's books that some childhood images become engraved in the mind like photographs, like scenes you can return to again and again and will always remember, no matter how much time goes by.”

“He lost himself in the words and images conjured in his mind and for a while forgot ... He found himself flying among stars and planets ...”

“Понякога си въобразяваме,че хората са като лотарийни билети,че са тук,за да сбъднат абсурдните ни мечти.”

“Cuando Martín declaró en el juicio que la única buena costumbre que él defendía era la de leer y que el resto era asunto de cada uno, el juez añadió otros diez años de condena a los no sé cuanto que ya le habían caído.”

“Um escritor nunca esquece a primeira vez em que aceita algumas moedas ou um elogio em troca de uma história. Nunca esquece a primeira vez em que sente o doce veneno da vaidade no sangue e começa a acreditar que, se conseguir disfarçar a sua falta de talento, o sonho da literatura será capaz de garantir um teto sobre a sua cabeça, um prato quente no final do dia e aquilo que mais deseja: o seu nome impresso num miserável pedaço de papel que certamente lhe sobreviverá. Um escritor está condenado a recordar esse momento porque, a partir daí, ele está perdido e sua alma já tem um preço.”

“A good father. A man with a head, a heart, and a soul. A man capable of listening, of leading and respecting a child, and not of drowning his own defects in him. Someone whom a child will not only love because he's his father, but will also admire for the person he is. Someone he would want to grow up to resemble.”

“Not evil. Moronic, which isn't quite the same thing. Evil presupposes a moral decision, intention, and some forethought. A moron or a lout, however, doesn't stop to think or reason. He acts on instinct, like a stable animal, convinced he's doing good, that he's always right, and sanctimoniously proud to go around f***ing up ... anyone he perceives to be different from himself, be it because of skin color, creed, language, nationality, or ... leisure habits. What the world needs is more thoroughly evil people and fewer borderline pigheads.”

“a story is a letter the author writes to himself to tell what he wouldn't discover otherwise.”

“Respirar se le ha acabado, se lo digo yo. Piense que un traje de novia es como una escafandra de buzo: no es el mejor sitio para respirar, lo divertido empieza cuando se lo quitan.El Prisionero del Cielo”

“Never trust girls who let themselves be touched right away. But even less those who need a priest for approval.”

“que inventen ellos, que nosotros opinaremos.Unamuno”

“¿Sabe, Daniel? A veces pienso que Darwin se equivocó y que en realidad el hombre desciende del cerdo, porque en ocho de cada diez homínidos hay un chorizo esperando a ser descubierto —argumentaba”

“[...] la foi, l'acte de croire à des mythes, des idéologies ou des légendes surnaturels, est la conséquence de la biologie. [...] Il est dans notre nature de survivre. La foi est une réponse instinctive à des aspects de l'existence que nous ne pouvons expliquer autrement, que ce soit le vide moral que nous percevons dans l'univers, la certitude de la mort, le mystère des origines, le sens de notre propre vie ou son absence de sens. Ce sont des aspects élémentaires et d'une extraordinaire simplicité, mais nos propres limitations nous empêchent de donner des réponses sans équivoque à ces questions et, pour cette raison, nous générons pour nous défendre une réponse émotionnelle. C'est de la pure et simple biologie. [...] Toute interprétation ou observation de la réalité l'est par nécessité. En l’occurrence, le problème réside dans le fait que l'homme est un animal moral abandonné dans un monde amoral, condamné à une existence finie et sans autre signification que de perpétuer le cycle naturel de l'espèce. Il est impossible de survivre dans un état prolongé de réalité, au moins pour un être humain.”

“Never before had I felt trapped, seduced, and caught up in a story,' Clara explained, 'the way I did with that book. Until then, reading was just a duty, a sort of fine one had to pay teachers and tutors without quite knowing why. I had never known the pleasure of reading, of exploring the recesses of the soul, of letting myself be carried away by imagination, beauty, and the mystery of fiction and language. For me all those things were born with that novel. Have you ever kissed a girl, Daniel?'My brain seized up; my saliva turned to sawdust.'Well, you're still very young. But it's that same feeling, that first-time spark that you never forget. This is the world of shadows, Daniel, and magic is a rare asset. That book taught me that by reading, I could live more intensely. It could give me back the sight I had lost. For that reason alone, a book that didn't matter to anyone changed my life.”

“Julian had once told me that a story is a letter the author writes to himself, to tell himself things that he would be unable to discover otherwise.”

“Write," he said."I'll write to you as soon as I get there," answered Julian."No. Not to me. Write books. Not letters. Write them for me, for Penelope.”

“You're wrong about me, because we can be friends if you let me try, now that you know how worthless I am. And you're wrong about Barcelona, too, because you may think you've seen everything, but I can guarantee that's not true. If you'll allow me, I can prove it to you.”

“It is a part of our nature to survive. Faith is an instinctive response to aspects of existence that we cannot explain by any other means, be it the moral void we perceive in the universe, the certainty of death, the mystery of the origin of things, the meaning of our lives, or the absence of meaning. These are basic and extremely simple aspects of existence, but our limitations prevent us from responding in an unequivocal way and for that reason we generate an emotional response, as a defense mechanism. It's pure biology.”

“Le destin attend toujours au coin de la rue. Comme un voyou, une pute ou un vendeur de loterie : ses trois incarnations favorites. Mais il ne vient pas vous démarcher à domicile. Il faut aller à sa rencontre.”

“Il est des déceptions qui honorent celui qui les inspire.”

“Todo es un cuento... Lo que creemos, lo que conocemos, lo que recordamos e incluso lo que soñamos. Todo es un cuento, una narración, una secuencia de sucesos y personajes que comunican un contenido emocional. Un acto de fe es un acto de aceptación, aceptación de una hitoria que se nos cuenta. Sólo aceptamos como verdadero aquello que puede ser narrado.”

“So long as we are being remembered, we remain alive.”

“Bücher sind wie Spiegel: Man sieht in ihnen nur, was man schon in sich hat.”

“Senor Sempere believed that God lives, to a smaller or greater extent, in books, and that is why he devoted his life to sharing them, to protecting them, and to making sure their pages, like our memories and our desires, are never lost.”

“Some things have to be seen in the shadows”

“Moronic, which isn't quite the same thing. Evil presupposes a moral decison, intention, and some forethought. A moron or a lout, however, doesn't stop to think or reason. He acts on instinct, like a stable animal, convinced that he's doing good, that he's always right, and sanctimoniously proud to go around f***g up anyone he perceives to be different form himself. What the world needs is more thoroughly evil people and fewer borderline pigheads”

“Every labyrinth has its minotaur”