A man must have vices, expensive ones if possible. Otherwise when he reaches old age he will have nothing to be redeemed from.

The words with which a child's heart is poisoned, whether through malice or through ignorance, remain branded in his memory, and sooner or later they burn his soul.

Remember me, even if it's only in a corner and secretly. Don't let me go.

Memories are worse than bullets.

I still remember the day my father took me to the Cemetery of Forgotten Books for the first time.

Don Basilio was a forbidding-looking man with a bushy mustache who did not suffer fools and who subscribed to the theory that the liberal use of adverbs and adjectives was the mark of a pervert or someone with a vitamin deficiency.

A secret's worth depends on the people from whom it must be kept.