- Ten świat nie zginie od bomby atomowej, jak prorokują gazety, ale umrze ze śmiechu, ze strywalizowania, z obracania wszystkiego w żart, na domiar złego w kiepski żart.
Carlos Ruiz ZafónParis is the only city in the world where starving to death is still considered an art.
Carlos Ruiz ZafónTag: art paris hunger starving
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 ZafónTag: book-lover
Our world will not die as the result of the bomb, as the papers say, it will die of laughter, of banality, or making a joke of everything, and a lousy joke at that.
Carlos Ruiz ZafónTag: irony
Envy is the religion of the mediocre. It comforts them, it soothes their worries, and finally it rots their souls, allowing them to justify their meanness and their greed until they believe these to be virtues. Such people are convinced that the doors of heaven will be opened only to poor wretches like themselves who go through life without leaving any trace but their threadbare attempts to belittle others and to exclude - and destroy if possible - those who, by the simple fact of their existence, show up their own poorness of spirit, mind, and guts. Blessed be the one at whom the fools bark, because his soul will never belong to them.
Carlos Ruiz ZafónTag: envy
All interpretation or observation of reality is necessarily fiction. In this case, the problem is that man is a moral animal abandoned in an amoral universe and condemned to a finite existence with no other purpose than to perpetuate the natural cycle of the species. It is impossible to survive in a prolonged state of reality, at least for a human being. We spend a good part of our lives dreaming, especially when we're awake.
Carlos Ruiz ZafónPoetry is written with tears, fiction with blood, and history with invisible ink.
Carlos Ruiz ZafónSilence makes idiots seem wise even for a minute.
Carlos Ruiz ZafónTag: silence
Human beings believe just as they breathe - in order to survive.
Carlos Ruiz ZafónTag: beliefs
One is never wholly conscious of the greed hidden in one's heart until one hears the sweet sound of silver.
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