The Shadow of the Wind (The Cemetery of Forgotten Books, #1)

by Carlos Ruiz Zafón

But in good time you’ll see that sometimes what matters isn’t what one gives but what one gives up.

There are few reasons for telling the truth, but for lying the number is infinite.

Money is like any other virus: once it has rotted the soul of the person who houses it, it sets off in search of new blood.

The nurse knew that those who really love, love in silence, with deeds and not with words.

“God gives us life, but the world’s landlord is the devil….”