A fine parting injunction to a friend you are seeing off at the train station. Julián did as he was told.
‘Write,’ he said.
‘I’ll write to you as soon as I get there,’ answered Julián.
‘No. Not to me. Write books. Not letters. Write them for me, for Penélope.’
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Source: Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind, trans. Lucia Graves (London: Phoenix, 2012), p. 290
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