In this manner, secretly, the Fortuny family let the years go by, silencing their hearts and their souls to the point where, from so much keeping quiet, they forgot the words with which to express their real feelings and the family became strangers living under the same roof, like so many other families living in the vast city.- Phoenix paperback, 2005, p.132

... Few things leave a deeper mark on a reader than the first book that finds its way into his heart. Those first images, the echo of words we think have left behind, accompany us throughout our lives and sculpt a palace in our memory

La culpa y el remordimiento no tienen significado. Son sentimientos, emociones, no ideas.

Milyen érdekes, hogy az ember oly könnyen kiönti a szívét egy darab papírnak, miközben szemtől szemben megszólalni sem mer.

Sometimes feeling and thinking are one and the same.