Książki są lustrem: widzisz w nich tylko to co, już masz w sobie.
A caminho daquele que bem poderia ser o último dia da sua curts existência disse a si mesmo que, graças a Alícia, aprendera pelo menos duas coisas úteis que lhe serviriam para sempre, se vivesse para...
Und so kam es, dass der Wein, der die Menschen ehrlich macht, wenn sie es am wenigsten brauchen, und ihnen Mut gibt, wenn sie besser feige blieben, Cervantes dazu brachte, ihnen die Geschichte in der...
Lo mejor de las mujeres es descubrirlas.
Sophie sintió por él ese anémico desprecio que despiertan las cosas que más deseamos sin saberlo.
Dipende dal fatto che lei é ancora molto giovane e un po' sciocco. Quando si é giovani si vede il mondo come dovrebbe essere, e quando si é vecchi lo si vede com'è in realtà. Prima o poi guarirà.
¿Cómo puedo agradecérselo?- Viniendo por aquí y leyendo buenos libros, los que a usted le apetezcan, no los que yo o nadie más le diga que tiene que leer.
Man muss einen sehr starken Glauben haben, um Dicher zu sein.
Ich glaube, nichts geschieht aus Zufall. Im Grunde hat alles seinen geheimen Plan, auch wenn wir ihn nicht verstehen.
Don Ricardo wanted a successor worthy of himself. Jorge would always be cocooned in the privileges of his class, hiding from his mediocrity in creature comforts. Penelope, the beautiful Penelope, was...
The haunting of history is ever present in Barcelona. I see cities as organisms, as living creatures. To me, Madrid is a man and Barcelona is a woman. And it's a woman who's extremely vain.
Това е едва началото, за да постигнеш каквото и да било в живота. Природната дарба е като силата на един атлет. Човек може да се роди с повече или по-малко способности, но все пак никой не става атлет...
Il dolore più sincero si vive soltanto da soli.
The Cemetery of Forgotten Books is a metaphor, not just for books but for ideas, for language, for knowledge, for beauty, for all the things that make us human, for collecting memory.
And what am I to do?Well, that depends. Do you like the girl?Like her? I don't know. How do you know if...?It's very simple. Do you look at her furtively and feel like biting her?Biting her?On her bac...
Vous avez du poison au cœur, mademoiselle.
La culpa y el remordimiento no tienen significado. Son sentimientos, emociones, no ideas.
El imbécil o cafre no se para a pensar ni a razonar. Actúa por instinto, como bestia de establo, convencido de que hace el bien, de que siempre tiene la razón y orgulloso de ir jodiendo,
Mention the gothic, and many readers will probably picture gloomy castles and an assortment of sinister Victoriana. However, the truth is that the gothic genre has continued to flourish and evolve sin...
The day I die, all that was once mine will be yours, Julián, he would say. Except my dreams.