. . .sometimes one feels freer speaking to a stranger than to people one knows. Why is that?" โProbably because a stranger sees us the way we are, not as he wishes to think we are.
Carlos Ruiz ZafonOne is never wholly conscious of the greed hidden in one's heart until one hears the sweet sound of silver.
Carlos Ruiz Zafon[H]e lay awake, dreading the dawn when he would have to say good-bye to the small universe he had built for himself over the years.
Carlos Ruiz ZafonHe didn't know whether we created God in our own image or whether God created us without quite knowing what he was doing. He believed that God, or whatever brought us here, lives in each of our deeds, in each of our words, and manifests himself in all those things that show us to be more than mere figures of clay.
Carlos Ruiz Zafon