“And so she thought about him as she never could have imagined thinking about anyone...” — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“That may be the reason he does so many things," she said, "so that he will not have to think.” — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
but he only found her in the image that saturated his private and terrible solitude. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
A true friend is the one who holds your hand and touches your heart — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
The spirit of her invincible heart guided her through the shadows. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“She loved him so much that instead of deceiving him she preferred to continue loving him...” — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
The heart's memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“She had that rare virtue of never existing completely except for that opportune monent.” — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
It was, at last, real life, with my heart safe and condemned to die of happy love in the joyful agony of… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
He was still too young to know that the heart's memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good, and that thanks to… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“She made a long and detailed tour with no planned itinerary, stopping with no other motive than her unhurried delight in the… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
He did not dare to console her, knowing that it would have been like consoling a tiger run thru by a spear. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“It was a terror of the strange, of what was mysterious and unknown in her new world. And to think that all… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
Her heart of compressed ash, which had resisted the most telling blows of daily reality without strain, fell apart with the first… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
Blood circulated through her veins with the fluidity of a song that branched off into the most hidden areas of her body… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
She would not shed a tear, she would not waste the rest of her years simmering in the maggot broth of memory. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
She let him finish, scratching his head with the tips of her fingers, and without his having revealed that he was weeping… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“Her movements were so stealthy that she seemed to be an invisible creature. Frightened by her strange nature, her mother had hung… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
She wanted to be herself again, to recover all that she had been obliged to give up in half a century of… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
Thinking that it would console him, she took a piece of charcoal and erased the innumerable loves that he still owed her… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“But when she saw her eating with her hands, incapable of giving an answer that was not a miracle of simple-mindedness, the… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
There is bound to be someone driven mad by love who will give you the chance to study the effects of gold… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“Fear had absorbed her completely and remained there, fixed, tenacious, almost corporeal, as if it were some invisible person who had made… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“Little by little she had been discovering the uncertainty of her husband's step, his mood changes, the gaps in his memory, his… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
She asked him to come and see her that night. He agreed, in order to get away, knowing that he was incapable… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
It was as if they had leapt over the arduous cavalry of conjugal life and gone straight to the heart of love.… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
Because he had not done what she, with her heart in her mouth, had hoped he would do, which was to be… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
She felt so old, so worn out, so far away from the best moments of her life that she even yearned for… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
To him she seemed so beautiful, so seductive, so different from ordinary people, that he could not understand why no one was… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“She had that rare virtue of never existing completely except for that opportune moment” — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“He never imagined how much she suffered... because he never imagined how much she loved him.” — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“There he was, just as she saw him: the shadow of someone she had never met.” — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“She was the only person in the house, of either sex, who did not seem to have a heart pierced by the… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“And she did not have to see him to know that he was there, because the butterflies were always there.” — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
Then he made one last effort to search in his heart for the place where his affection had rotted away, and he… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written.” — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“The Captain looked at Fermina Daza and saw on her eyelashes the first glimmer of wintry frost. Then he looked at Florentino Ariza, his… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share
“Courage did not come from the need to survive, or from a brute indifference inherited from someone else, but from a driving need for… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share
“He aprendido que un hombre sólo tiene derecho a mirar a otro hacia abajo cuando ha de ayudarle a levantarse.” — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share
From the moment I wrote 'Leaf Storm' I realized I wanted to be a writer and that nobody could stop me and that the… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share
He sank into the rocking chair, the same one in which Rebecca had sat during the early days of the house to give embroidery… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share
“They were people whose lives were slow, who did not see themselves growing old, or falling sick, or dying, but who disappeared little by… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share
“I didn't do any of what they told me,' she said, 'because the more I thought about it, the more I realized that it… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share
He thought about his people without sentimentalily, with a strick closing of his accounts with life, beginning to understand how much he really loved… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share
Why were you so old when we met? I answered with the truth: Age isn't how old you are but how old you feel. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share
Between the covers of the books that no one had ever read again, in the old parchments damaged by dampness, a livid flower had… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share
I was asked the other day if I would be interested in the Nobel Prize, but I think that for me it would be… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share
“Fear had absorbed her completely and remained there, fixed, tenacious, almost corporeal, as if it were some invisible person who had made up his… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share
“Today I know I was right. The adolescents of my generation, greedy for life, forgot in body and soul about their hopes for the… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share
“...It was then, for the first time, that she understood above all her virtues what was in command was the vanity of a metaphysical… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share
