top of page
.png){kind=small}
"He believed that life gives us all a few moments of happiness. For some they last hours or days, for a few lucky ones they last for years. The memories from those moments stays with us forever and turns into a country of memory to which we try to go back for the rest of our lives without ever being able to."
Standard
Customized
Exlpore more Life quotes
"The condition you're in at this moment is the product of your previous thoughts, to change your condition, change your thoughts."
Personal Development
"When this world is full of fashion, be unique by reflecting your own style."
"Every idea travels to somewhere but some ideas travel to everywhere, the great ideas!"
"How magical can a person be when she is blessed with infinite kindness?"
"Life is a journey. If you can't walk, journey with your thoughts and imaginations."
"A party of order or stability, and a party of progress or reform, are both necessary elements of a healthy state of political life."
Explore more quotes by Carlos Ruiz Zafon
"Max had once read in one of his father's books that some childhood images become engraved in the mind like photographs, like scenes you can return to again and again and will always remember, no matter how much time goes by."
"He lay awake, dreading the dawn when he would have to say good-bye to the small universe he had built for himself over the years."
"All business opportunities stem from someone else's inability to resolve a simple and inevitable problem."
"Jacinta never told Penelope that she loved her. The nurse knew that those who really love, love in silence, with deeds and not with words."
"In the haunted shade of the Ateneo, her hands wrote a curse on my skin that was to hound me for years."
"Time goes faster the more hollow it is. Lives with no meaning go straight past you, like trains that don't stop at your station."
"As it unfolded, the structure of the story began to remind me of one of those Russian dolls that contain innumerable ever-smaller dolls within. Step by step the narrative split into a thousand stories, as if it had entered a gallery of mirrors, its identity fragmented into endless reflections."
bottom of page