Gabriel García Márquez
Remembering is easy for those who have memory. Forgetting is hard for those who have a heart. — Gabriel García Márquez
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Gabriel García Márquez
Don’t let yourself die without knowing the wonder of fucking with love. ― Gabriel García Márquez, Memories of My Melancholy Whores. (Vintage 2006) Originally published October 19th 2004.
Gabriel García Márquez
A person doesn’t die when he should but when he can. — Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude. (Harper & Row, 1970)
Gabriel García Márquez
“Don’t worry,” he would say, smiling. “Dying is much more difficult than one imagines.” — Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude. (Harper & Row, 1970)
Gabriel García Márquez
He sank into the rocking chair, the same one in which Rebecca had sat during the early days of the house to give embroidery lessons, and in which Amaranta had played Chinese checkers with Colonel Gerineldo Marquez, and in which Amarana Ursula had sewn the tiny clothing for the child, and in that flash of… Continue reading Gabriel García Márquez
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Thinking that it would console him, she took a piece of charcoal and erased the innumerable loves that he still owed her for, and she voluntarily brought up her own most solitary sadnesses so as not to leave him alone in his weeping. ― Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude. (Harper; 1st edition… Continue reading Gabriel García Márquez,
Gabriel García Márquez
Her first reaction was one of hope, because his eyes were open and shining with a radiant light she had never seen there before. She prayed to God to give him at least a moment so that he would not go without knowing how much she had love him despite all their doubts, and she… Continue reading Gabriel García Márquez
Gabriel García Márquez
Without intending to, without even knowing it, he demonstrated with his life that his father had been right when he repeated until his dying day that there was no one with more common sense, no stonecutter more obstinate, no manager so lucid or dangerous, than a poet. ― Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time… Continue reading Gabriel García Márquez
Gabriel García Márquez
She made a visual inventory of the disaster and confirmed that the girl was curled up like a snail, her head hidden between her arms: terrified but intact. “My God!” Rosa Cabarcas exclaimed. ‘What I wouldn’t have given for a love like this!’ ― Gabriel García Márquez, Memories of My Melancholy Whores. (Vintage 2006) Originally… Continue reading Gabriel García Márquez
Gabriel García Márquez
No matter what, nobody can take away the dances you’ve already had. ― Gabriel García Márquez, Memories of My Melancholy Whores. (International Vintage November 2006 ) Originally published October 19th 2004.
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