I have a new obsession – when I was in Spain I needed a new read and picked up The Shadow of the Wind. I immediately fell in love – with mysterious characters, a cemetery of forgotten books and a gothic- vibed Barcelona, I couldn’t resist.
I felt pretty dumb when I got back to the states – it turns a lot of people have enjoyed Zafon’s writing in the U.S. There are three books in the series, and I can tell you that I truly loved them; however, I found the second (the Angel’s Game) the most problematic in terms of plot. The third resolves some of those issues, but definitely leaves some unanswered questions by the end:
From A Shadow of the Wind–
Books are mirrors: you only see in them what you already have inside you.
The moment you stop to think about whether you love someone, you’ve already stopped loving that person forever.
From The Angel’s Game –
Envy is the religion of the mediocre. It comforts them, it soothes their worries, and finally it rots their souls, allowing them to justify their meanness and their greed until they believe these to be virtues. Such people are convinced that the doors of heaven will be opened only to poor wretches like themselves who go through life without leaving any trace but their threadbare attempts to belittle others and to exclude – and destroy if possible – those who, by the simple fact of their existence, show up their own poorness of spirit, mind, and guts. Blessed be the one at whom the fools bark, because his soul will never belong to them.