I stepped into the bookshop and breathed in that perfume of paper and magic that strangely no one had ever thought of bottling.
Carlos Ruiz ZafonI wandered off, walking through streets that seemed emptier than ever, thinking that if I didn't stop, if I kept on walking, I wouldn't notice that the world I thought I knew was no longer there.
Carlos Ruiz ZafonBut in good time you'll see that sometimes what matters isn't what one gives but what one gives up.
Carlos Ruiz Zafon