Pan's Labyrinth: The Labyrinth of the Faun

by Guillermo del Toro

she was thirty-two years old and already a widow and she didn’t remember how it felt to look at anything without despising it, without being afraid of it.

“Fifteen minutes,” muttered Vidal, who, like all monsters—like Death—was always punctual.

because it’s hard to track them there.” Vidal’s voice

much better than we do. We’ll therefore block all access to the woods. Here. And here.” He brought his black-gloved finger down on the map like a missile. Pay attention, Mercedes. And tell your brother

dead in a week. “Food, medicine, we’ll stor...

One can spot kindness as clearly as cruelty. It spreads light and warmth and the doctor seemed filled with both.

Learning about adults’ secrets means learning to understand their world—and how to survive it.

A knock on the door made the present delete the past.

Who wants to heal in a world that is all about killing?

Love kills in many ways.

Vidal shot him in the chest. It was not much of a chest. The bullets found his heart easily. Two bullets through his dirty, ragged clothes and cardboard bones.

Hope died in the Underground Kingdom like a flower bereft of rain.

Cintolo didn’t use stone for this sculpture. He carved the Faun’s likeness from wood, for wood always remembers it was once a living tree, alive and breathing in both kingdoms, the one above and the one below.

So many questions. Humans asked them about everything, but they usually weren’t half as good at finding the answers.

Although we may wish for it, true magic is a scary thing.

So much cruelty. She’d seen too much of it in this place. Sometimes she wondered whether it covered her heart like mold by now.

Be careful, Javier! the trees whispered with their barren branches. What’s in there was bred by murder and cruelty. The sins of men are not forgotten. They bring forth poisonous fruit.

the blood, from the Wolf, from the Faun. There was no Underground Kingdom she could escape to. It was all lies. There was only one world and it was so dark.

The wordless tune filled both her and the girl with the sweetness of love, like the first song ever sung on earth to the first child born.