The City of Mist: Stories (The Cemetery of Forgotten)

by Carlos Ruiz Zafón

the wine of storytelling ran through his veins

there was no greater or more effective vengeance twixt heaven and earth than to sculpt beauty and wit by dint of words if one was to find sense in the nonsense of things.

‘Love is the only creature that doesn’t learn from its mistakes,’

a man can forgive everything except being told the truth.

A glass with no wine is an insult to life.’

‘A poet is the only being whose eyesight improves with age,’ he said.