“We met at the wrong time. That’s what I keep telling myself anyway. Maybe one day years from now, we’ll meet in a coffee shop in a far away city somewhere and we could give it another shot.”—
““Some days are like this. And the only way to get through them is to remember that they are only one day, and that every day ends.””—
- Le fa ancora male?
- A volte.
- Le cicatrici non se ne vanno mai, non è vero?
- Vanno e vengono, credo.
— Carlos Ruiz Zafòn.
