Quotes About Friendship

This is a story about books. ... About accursed books, about the man who wrote them, about a character who broke out of the pages of a novel so that he could burn it, about a betrayal and a lost friendship. It's a sory of love, of hatred, and of the dreams that live in the shadow of the wind.

Odrastao sam me?u knjigama, okružen nevidljivim prijateljima koje sam nalazio na stranicama što su se me?u mojim prstima mrvile u prah; taj miris starih knjiga još danas osje?am na rukama.

Que un bibliotecario experimentado llagara a dirigir la Biblioteca Nacional de España, aunque solo fuese durante catorce meses, ha sido un accidente no premeditado al que las mentes preclaras que rigen nuestros destinos han puesto remedio, más cuando hay un sinfín de amiguetes y parientes con que cubrir el puesto.

in truth, books have no owner. Every book you see here has been somebody's best friend.

Estimating that his merits would never earn him a penny or the position he coveted and felt entitled to, he decided to carve out a career for himself, cultivating a click of like-minded chums with home to exchange privileges, excluding those he envied.

Az ember, mint fÅ'-fÅ'emlÅ's, társas lény. Viselkedésének lényegi és uralkodó etikai alapelvei a barátság, a családi összefogás, a komaság és a pletyka. Puszta biológia az egész.

A könyvekben, amelyek közt nevelkedtem, láthatatlan, titkos barátokra leltem; s bár lapjaik rég elporladtak már, az illatukat azóta is Å'rzi kezem.

Clara, who always seemed to know what I was thinking, suggested that I read from The Shadow of the Wind whenever I liked and that, while we were at it, I might as well start at the beginning.

Esta es una historia de libros. De libros malditos, del hombre que los escribió, de un personaje que se escapó de una de sus novelas para quemarla, de una traición y de una amistad perdida. Es una historia de amor, de odio y de los sueños que viven en la sombra del viento.

Well, this is a story about books." "About books?" "About accursed books, about the man who wrote them, about a character who broke out of the pages of a novel so that he could burn it, about a betrayal and a lost friendship. It's a story of love, of hatred, and of the dreams that live in the shadow of the wind.

when Cabestany's secretary heard about the offer, she had a premonition. On her own initiative, she went to the warehouse and took a copy of each of the Carax titles. She was the one who had corresponded with Carax, and over the years they had formed a friendship of sorts. Her name was Nuria

The preceding months had been the most bewildering in my strange friendship with Clara. I hardly ever read to her anymore. Clara would systematically avoid being left on her own with me.

I don't trust people who say they have a lot of friends. It's a sure sign that they don't really know anyone.

Gustavo Barceló was an old colleague of my father's who now owned a cavernous establishment on Calle Fernando with a commanding position in the city's secondhand-book trade.

Sempere, old man," proclaimed Barceló when he saw my father come in. "Hail

The first person I heard mention Carax was Toni Cabestany

That afternoon he invited me to his house for an after-school snack and showed me his collection of strange gadgets made from bits of scrap metal, which he kept in his room.

I've been thinking about what you said the other day, about finding a woman for me," said Fermín Romero de Torres.

spending more time with my friend Tomás Aguilar, whom I greatly missed.

Julián thought he smiled the way people smile who have no friends—with gratitude.

Me gusta pensar que la vida nos arrebata a los amigos de la infancia porque sí, pero no siempre me lo creo.

Amigo mío- dijo al fin- . No pierda la esperanza. Si algo he aprendido en este perro mundo es que el destino siempre está a la vuelta de la esquina... Y si algún día decide usted ir a por él (porque lo que el destino no hace son visitas a domicilio), ya verá como le concederá una segunda oportunidad.

Well this story is about books. About books? About accursed books, about the man who wrote them, about a character who broke out of the pages of a novel so that he could burn it, about a betrayal and a lost friendship. It's a story of love, of hatred, and of the dreams that live in the shadow of the wind (p.178)

My father knew from the start what was going to happen,' Clara explained. 'He stayed close to his friends because he felt it was his duty. What killed him was his loyalty to people who, when their time came, betrayed him. Never trust anyone, Daniel, especially the people you admire. Those are the ones who will make you suffer the worst blows'. Phoenix paperback, 2005, p.19