How old is the lad?' inquired Barceló, inspecting me out of the corner of his eye.
'Almost eleven,' I announced.
Barceló flashed a sly smile.
'In other words, ten. Don't add on any years, you rascal. Life will see to that without your help.

“Да вярваш или да не вярваш, е проява на малодушие. Човек или знае, или не знае,…”

“Poklon se daje zbog radosti onog ko poklanja, a ne zbog zasluga onog ko prima.”

“a story is a letter the author writes to himself to tell what he wouldn't disco…”

“Before I know it, I'll be thirty and I'll realise that every day I look less li…”