It might have been that notion, or just chance, or its more flamboyant relative, destiny.
Carlos Ruiz ZafonHe was a very private person, and sometimes it seemed to me that he was no longer interested in the world or in other people... I got the feeling that Juliรกn was living in the past, locked in his memories. Juliรกn lived within himself, for his books and inside them - a comfortable prison of his own design." "You say this as if you envied him." "There are worse prisons than words.
Carlos Ruiz ZafonWe 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.
Carlos Ruiz ZafonThat afternoon the sky was scattered with black clouds galloping in from the sea and clustering over the city. Flashes of lightening echoed on the horizon and a charged warm wind smelling of dust announced a powerful summer storm. When I reached the station I noticed the first few drops, shiny and heavy, like coins falling from heaven...Night seemed to fall suddenly, interrupted only by the lightning now bursting over the city, leaving a trail of noise and fury.
Carlos Ruiz Zafon