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The Hearing Trumpet

by Leonora Carrington

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Chronicles, Volume One

by Bob Dylan

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One Hundred Years of Solitude

by Gabriel García Márquez

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‘They kept a clean and neat house. Rebeca would open it wide at dawn and the wind from the graveyard would come through the doors to the yard and leave the whitewashed walls and furniture tanned but the saltpeter of the dead.’

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‘They kept a clean and neat house. Rebeca would open it wide at dawn and the wind from the graveyard would come through the doors to the yard and leave the whitewashed walls and furniture tanned but the saltpeter of the dead.’

‘After searching for it uselessly in the taste of the earth, in the perfumed letters from Pietro Crespi, in the tempestuous bed of her husband, she had found peace in that house where memories materialized through the strength of implacable evocation and walked liked human beings through the cloistered rooms.’

‘Both actions had been a mortal struggle between a measureless love and an invincible cowardice, and that irrational fear that Amaranta had always had of her own tormented heart had triumphed in the end.’

‘Úrsula wondered if it was not preferable to lie down once and for all in her grave and let them throw the earth over her, and she asked God, without fear, if he really believed that people were made of iron in order to bear so many troubles and mortifications.’

‘Her life was spent in weaving her shroud. It might have been said that she wove it during the day and unwove during the night, and not with any hope of defeating solitude in that way, but, quite the contrary, in order to nurture it.’

‘He dug so deeply into her sentiments that in search of interest he found love, because by trying to make her love him he ended up falling in love with her. Petra Cotes, for her part, loved him more and more as she felt his love increasing, and that was how in the ripeness of autumn she began to believe more in the youthful superstition that poverty was the servitude of love. Both looked back then on the wild revelry, the gaudy wealth, and the unbridled fornication as an annoyance and they lamented that it had cost them so much of their lives to find the paradise of shared solitude. Madly in love after so many years of sterile complicity, they enjoyed the miracle of loving each other as much at the table as in bed, and they grew so happy that even when they were two worn-out old people they kept on blooming like children and playing together like dogs.’

‘Giving her small, orphaned kisses in the hollow of her wounded hand, he opened up the most hidden passageways if his heart and drew out and interminable and lacerated intestine, the terrible parasitic animal that had incubated in his martyrdom.’

‘ His fervor for the written word was an interweaving of solemn respect and gossipy irreverence.’

‘Be they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory had no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end.’ ...more "

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“Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

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