Sometimes, in difficult circumstances, one can confuse compassion with love.

Fools talk, cowards are silent, wise men listen.

somethings can only be seen in the shadows

Barcelona is a very old city in which you can feel the weight of history; it is haunted by history. You cannot walk around it without perceiving it.

All true stories begin and end in a cemetery" - The Shadow of the Wind

Every labyrinth has its minotaur

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 its a woman whos extremely vain.

A good liar knows that the most efficient lie is always a truth that has had a key piece removed from it.

Waiting is the rust of the soul.

Sometimes we think people are like lottery tickets, that they're there to make our most absurd dreams come true.

One mustn't dream of one's future; one must earn it.

There certainly was some great mismanagement in the education of those two young men. One has got all the goodness, and the other all the appearance of it.

Never a tear bedims the eye That time and patience will not dry.

For the plain people of Ireland... If your car's got a puncture, and you know its got a puncture and its still got a puncture after two weeks, then you don't know how how to change a tyre.

Anyone of conscience could come look at my book and see it as an esoteric oddity or be intrigued by it. It could happen either way on a thousand different little decisions each individual might make.

I don't care how busy I am - I will always make time for what's most important to me.

Many beautiful women have been made happy by their own beauty, but no intelligent woman has ever been made happy by her own intelligence.

Where imperfection ceaseth, heaven begins.

I don't like going back and listening to myself. It makes me uncomfortable, and I know I can never emulate what I did that night, so why listen to it?

In the end, we know God as unknown.

I believe that every human being has an understanding of art. What is separating us is smaller than what is unifying us.