The rain was still crashing down, angrily machine-gunning the large windows; it poured through the gutters up in the tower and funneled along the flat roof, sounding like footsteps on the ceiling. Carlos Ruiz Zafon More Quotes by Carlos Ruiz Zafon More Quotes From Carlos Ruiz Zafon I am a night creature, and I write from midnight till dawn, secluded in my office and surrounded by my collection of dragons (I have 400 of them). I only use Macintosh computers, which I name in dynastic order. Right now I'm using MacDragon 5. Only the devil is able to decipher my handwriting. Carlos Ruiz Zafon dragons writing night For some reason, I never felt the need to have kids. My wife feels the same. We don't feel a void. I don't think they would give my life meaning. I do think of the books as my children, though. Whatever is inside of me, I put into my books. Carlos Ruiz Zafon kids book children If only everything hurt as little as a blow to the face. Carlos Ruiz Zafon hurt blow littles I was always fascinated by the fact that you could take paper and ink and create worlds, images, characters. It seemed like magic. Carlos Ruiz Zafon magic writing character I became a writer, a teller of tales, because otherwise I would have died... or worse. Carlos Ruiz Zafon died tales writing I always felt that I was a writer, that was what I had to do. Carlos Ruiz Zafon felt The greatest multiplex in the universe is inside your mind, and the only ticket you need is a good, well-written novel. Carlos Ruiz Zafon tickets mind needs Are you not tempted to create a story for which men and women would live and die, for which they would be capable of killing and allowing them to be killed, of sacrificing and condemning themselves, of handling over their souls? Carlos Ruiz Zafon sacrifice soul men Man is a moral animal abandoned in an amoral universe and condemned to a finite existence with no other prupose than to perpetuate the natural cycle of the species. Carlos Ruiz Zafon moral animal men Madmen always think it's the others who are mad. Carlos Ruiz Zafon madmen mad thinking I can't die yet, doctor. Not yet. I have things to do. Afterwords I'll have a whole lifetime in which to die. Carlos Ruiz Zafon things-to-do doctors lifetime 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. Carlos Ruiz Zafon growing-up father children We had yet to learn that the Devil created youth so that we could make our mistakes, and that God established maturity and old age so that we could pay for them. Carlos Ruiz Zafon maturity age mistake 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. Carlos Ruiz Zafon silence soul needs I had never known the pleasure of reading, of exploring the recesses of the soul, of letting myself be carried away by imagination, beauty, and the mystery of fiction and language. For me all those things were born with that novel. Carlos Ruiz Zafon reading soul imagination Contrary to what you believe, the earth does not revolve around the desires of your crotch. Carlos Ruiz Zafon doe desire believe Why is it that the less one has to say the more one says it in the most pompous and pedantic way possible?... Is it to fool the world or just to fool themselves? Carlos Ruiz Zafon fool way world You women listen more to your heart and less to all the nonsense. That's why you live longer. Carlos Ruiz Zafon nonsense heart There are people you remember and people you dream of. Carlos Ruiz Zafon dream remember people Wine turns the wise man into a fool and the fool into a wise man. Carlos Ruiz Zafon wine wise men
