Carlos Ruiz Zafon
Carlos Ruiz Zafon
Carlos Ruiz Zafón Spanish: is a Spanish novelist...
NationalitySpanish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth25 September 1964
CountrySpain
art cities paris
Paris is the only city in the world where starving to death is still considered an art.
writing novelists human-nature
Human nature provides the lyrics, and we novelists just compose the music.
nurse silence deeds
The nurse knew that those who really love, love in silence, with deeds and not with words.
war bankers
Why is it that all wars are won by bankers?
angel writing wind
I knew when I was writing The Angel's Game that a lot of people would be upset that I didn't write Shadow Of The Wind 2. That's okay, that's part of the game. You do what you have to do. If they like it, great. If they don't, too bad. What are you going to do?
faces never-forget forget
One never forgets faces one wholeheartedly detests.
air people silence
The air seemed poisoned with fear and hatred. People eyed on another suspiciously, and the streets smelled of a silence that knotted your stomach.
silence soul needs
How many lost souls do You need, Lord, to satisfy Your hunger? the hatter asked. God, in His infinite silence, looked at him without blinking.
book two enough
There are two things that I cannot live without: music and books. Caffeine isn't dignified enough to qualify.
men smell hot
Men are like chestnuts they sell in the street: they're all hot and they all smell good when you buy them, but when you take them out of the paper cone you realise that most of them are rotten inside.
children growing-up father
A good father. A man with a head, a heart, and a soul. A man capable of listening, of leading and respecting a child, and not of drowning his own defects in him. Someone whom a child will not only love because he's his father, but will also admire for the person he is. Someone he would want to grow up to resemble.
los-angeles
Los Angeles is one of those places where somebodies become nobodies and nobodies become somebody.
past night stories
In Los Angeles you get the sense sometimes that there's a mysterious patrol at night: when the streets are empty and everyone's asleep, they go erasing the past. It's like a bad Ray Bradbury story.
moving thinking wife
My wife and I were never happy here. Spain can be narrow-minded, and provincial. In LA you don't have to justify yourself. I think I will leave here again soon and move back there.