Death does that: it makes everyone feel sentimental. When we stand in front of a coffin, we all see only what is good or what we want to see.
Carlos Ruiz ZafonShe wore an ivory-white dress and held the world in her eyes. I barely remember the priest's words or the faces of the guests, full of hope, who filled the church on that March morning. All that remains in my memory is the touch of her lips and, when I half opened my eyes, the secret oath I carried with me and would remember all the days of my life.
Carlos Ruiz ZafonWhen everyone is determined to present someone as a monster, there are two possibilities: either heโs a saint or they themselves are not telling the whole story.
Carlos Ruiz Zafon