The Shadow of the Wind

Destiny is usually around the corner. Like a thief, like a hooker, or a lottery vendor: its three most common personifications. But what destiny does not do is home visits. You have to go for it.

A secret’s worth depends on the people from whom it must be kept.

I was raised among books making invisible friends in pages that seemed cast from dust and whose smell I carry on my hands to this day.

Books are mirrors; you only see in them what you already have inside you.