Carlos Ruiz Zafon
Carlos Ruiz Zafon
Carlos Ruiz Zafón Spanish: is a Spanish novelist...
NationalitySpanish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth25 September 1964
CountrySpain
book writing school
The thing is that my first novel, which was basically a mystery adventure story, won quite an important award in Spain for young adult fiction, and because of this it became a very successful book, and right now it's some sort of a standard title, it's read widely in many high schools in Spain, so I think, in a way, I was a victim of my own success in the field of young adult fiction, because it was never my own natural register. I never intended to write that kind of fiction, but I became very successful at it.
hands television world
Blaming TV as an abstract entity is nonsensical. It's our hand on the remote. There's a world out there outside the tube.
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.
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.
passion light ideas
A piece of literature can be many things but first of all it must capture its audience. You need to seduce people, entice them into a world of beauty and horror, light and shadow, of passion, of romance, of mystery. That's the magic of it. Beyond that, of course, you can open a dialogue about the ideas which interest you, but first of all you absolutely must get inside people's minds.
world lightning thunder
Thunder and lightning, it's like the end of the world.
hope soul faster
Once you lost all hope, time began to go faster and the senseless days deadened your soul.
desire puppets subconscious
We are puppets of our subconscious desires.
frightened deep-down
... deep down nobody is bad, only frightened.
thinking mad madmen
Madmen always think it's the others who are mad.
thinking world streets
I wandered off, walking through streets that seemed emptier than ever, thinking that if I didn't stop, if I kept on walking, I wouldn't notice that the world I thought I knew was no longer there.
book reading sight
That book taught me that by reading, I could live more intensely. It could give me back the sight I had lost. For that reason alone, a book that didn't matter to anyone changed my life.
believe temptation wanted
Those were the words she wanted to hear and she finally surrendered to the temptation of believing them.