The moment you stop to think about whether you love someone, you've already stopped loving that person forever.
Carlos Ruiz ZafonI wondered what on earth she saw in me that could make her want to befriend me, other than a pale reflection of herself, an echo of solitude and loss. In my ..reveries, we were always two fugitives riding on the spine of a book, eager to escape into worlds of fiction and second hand dreams
Carlos Ruiz ZafonI'm not talking to anyone, I'm delivering a monologue. It's the inebriated man's prerogative.
Carlos Ruiz Zafon