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“It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love.”
― Gabriel Garcia Marquez

“He really had been through death, but he had returned because he could not bear the solitude.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

“What does he say?' he asked.
'He’s very sad,’ Úrsula answered, ‘because he thinks that you’re going to die.'
'Tell him,' the colonel said, smiling, 'that a person doesn’t die when he should but when he can.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

“Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice...”
― Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

“Before reaching the final line, however, he had already understood that he would never leave that room, for it was foreseen that the city of mirrors (or mirages) would be wiped out by the wind and exiled from the memory of men at the precise moment
when Aureliano Babilonia would finish deciphering the parchments, and that everything written on them was unrepeatable since time immemorial and forever more, because races condemned to one hundred years of solitude did not have a second opportunity on earth.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

“Always tell what you feel. Do what you think...”
― Gabriel García Márquez

“You can't eat hope,' the woman said.
You can't eat it, but it sustains you,' the colonel replied.”
― Gabriel García Márquez; Morino, Angelo (translator), El coronel no tiene quien le escriba

“Nothing resembles a person as much as the way he dies.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

“No, not rich. I am a poor man with money, which is not the same thing.”
― Gabriel García Márquez

“There [is] no innocence more dangerous than the innocence of age.”
― Gabriel García Márquez

“I don't believe in God, but I'm afraid of Him.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

“The secret of a good old age is simply an honorable pact with solitude.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

“Those who wanted to sleep, not from fatigue but because of the nostalgia of dreams...”
― Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

“One night a friend lent me a book of short stories by Franz Kafka. I went back to the pension where I was staying and began to read The Metamorphosis. The first line almost knocked me off the bed. I was so surprised. The first line reads, “As Gregor Samsa awoke that morning from uneasy dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect. . . .” When I read the line I thought to myself that I didn’t know anyone was allowed to write things like that. If I had known, I would have started writing a long time ago. So I immediately started writing short stories.”
― Gabriel Garcia Marquez

“A person does not belong to a place until there is someone dead under the ground.”
― Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

“The truth is I'm getting old, I said. We already are old, she said with a sigh. What happens is that you don't feel it on the inside, but from the outside everybody can see it.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, Memories of My Melancholy Whores

“Each man is master of his own death, and all that we can do when the time comes is to help him die without fear of pain.”
― Gabriel Garcia Marquez

“She wanted to be herself again, to recover all that she had been obliged to give up in half a century of servitude that had doubtless made her happy but which, once her husband was dead, did not leave her even the vestiges of her identity.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

“In that Macondo forgotten even by the birds, where the dust and the heat had become so strong that it was difficult to breathe, secluded by solitude and love and by the solitude of love in a house where it was almost impossible to sleep because of the noise of the red ants, Aureliano, and Amaranta Úrsula were the only happy beings, and the most happy on the face of the earth.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

“She was lost in her longing to understand.”
― Gabriel García Márquez

“Everything that belonged to her husband made her weep again: his tasseled slippers, his pajamas under the pillow, the space of his absence in the dressing table mirror, his own odor on her skin. A vague thought made her shudder: "The people one loves should take all their things with them when they die.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

“The truth was that I could not manage my soul, and I was becoming aware of old age because of my weakness in the face of love.”
― Gabriel García Márquez

“You're a great man, General, greater than anyone," she told him. "But love is still too big for you.”
― Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, The General in His Labyrinth

“Many things that were true yesterday will not be tomorrow.”
― Gabriel García Márquez