Quotes About Discovery

Uno no sabe lo que es la vida hasta que desnuda por primera vez a una mujer. Botón a botón, como si pelase usted un boniato bien calentito en una noche de invierno.

La paciencia es la madre de la ciencia

El año en que Alicia Gris llegó a Madrid, su mentor y titiritero, Leandro Montalvo, le enseñó que cualquiera que aspire a conservar su sano juicio necesita de un lugar en el mundo en el que pueda y desee perderse.

Gewissenheiten flößen Mut ein, aber lernen tut man nur mit dem Zweifel.

A Edmond de Luna, el hacedor de laberintos y único superviviente de la travesía, lo encontraron atado al timón y quemado por el sol.

Nichts überrascht und erschreckt mehr als das, was man schon weiß.

encontrar el modo de salvar el laberinto y recordar el precio de la bestia, guardaría el plano en el cofre familiar donde algún día, no albergaba duda ninguna, encontraría al hacedor de laberintos merecedor de tamaño desafío.

Neri grabbed me by my hair and rummaged in my pockets until he found the keys.

The first person I heard mention Carax was Toni Cabestany

Poate c? atmosfera vr?jit? a locului m? subjugase, îns? am avut certitudinea c? acea carte st?tuse acolo s? m? aÈ™tepte de ani de zile, probabil dinainte ca eu s? m? fi n?scut.

it occurred to me that perhaps the papier-mâché world that I accepted as real was only a stage setting

Nos miramos en la penumbra buscando palabras que no existían.

Monsieur Roquefort frequently visited a secondhand bookstall positioned outside Notre-Dame. It was there, by chance, one afternoon in 1929, that he came across a novel by an unknown author, someone called Julián Carax.

He let the hours go by lost in the magic of words, shedding his skin and his name, feeling like another person.

She discovered a city of shadows, one no longer inhabited by my father

Enfrentarse a la palabras era su modo de descubrir quién era de verdad.

Imagine, they think they've found the Holy Shroud, the real one, bang in downtown Toledo. It had been sewn to a cinema screen, to hide it from the Muslims. Apparently they wanted to use it so they could say Jesus Christ was a black man. What do you make of that?

I had never heard of the title or the author, but I didn't care. The decision had been taken. I took the book down with great care and leafed through the pages, letting them flutter. Once liberated from its prison on the shelf, it shed a cloud of golden dust. Pleased with my choice I tucked it under my arm and retraced my steps through the labyrinth, a smile on my lips.

The more you try to hide from the truth, the quicker it finds you

podemos encontrar en él lo que ya llevamos dentro, que al leer ponemos la mente y el alma, y que ésos son bienes

Where my school friends saw notches on incomprehensible pages, I saw light, streets, and people. Words and the mystery of their hidden science fascinated me, and I saw in them a key with which I could unlock a boundless world, a safe haven from that home, those streets and those troubled days in which I could sense that only a limited fortune awaited me.

Gostava de saborear o desenrolar do enredo e esmiuçar a arquitetura de cada frase,acreditando que,se decifrasse a música daquela prosa,descobriria algo acerca daquele homem que nunca conhecera...

Esto es como la electricidad, no hace falta saber cómo funciona para picarse los dedos

Alicia says that every crime is like an onion: you have to cut through lots of layers to find out what's hidden inside, and on the way you must shed a few tears.