Teodora Paslaru

“A writer never forgets the first time he accepted a few coins or a word of praise in excange for a story. He will never forget the sweet poison of vanity in his blood, and the belief tat, if he succeds in not letting anyone dicover his lack of talent, the dream of literature will provide him with a roof over his head, a hot meal at the end of day, and what he covets the most: his name printed on a miserable piece of papaer that surely will outlive hime. A writer is condemned to remember that moment, because from then on he is doomed and his soul has a price.”
― Carlos Ruiz Zafón

“If nothing else, they died fast and they were warm. The boy from the plane, I thought. The one with the teddy bear. Where was Rudy's confort? Where was someone to alleviate this robbery of his life? Who was there to soothe him as life's rug was snatched from under his sleeping feet?”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“the human body is a miniature version of the universe - the eyes and ears are the sun and moon, breath is air, blood is rain.”
― Lisa See, Snow Flower and the Secret Fan

“No one else could carry close to forty-five thousand people in such a short amount of time. Not in a million human years.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief