For a week, almost without speaking, they went ahead like sleepwalkers through a universe of grief, lighted only by the tenuous reflection… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“It was the first time in a half century that they had been so close and had enough time to look at… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
Tell him yes. Even if you are dying of fear, even if you are sorry later, because whatever you do, you will… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“…At eighty-one years of age he had enough lucidity to realize that he was attached to this world by a few slender… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“Ya me sobrará tiempo para descansar cuando me muera, pero esta eventualidad no está todavía en mis proyectos.” — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
He said that people who loved [animals] to excess were capable of the worst cruelties toward human beings. He said that dogs… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
For you was I born, for you do I have life, for you will I die, for you am I now dying. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
They were so close to each other that they preferred death to separation. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“t nightfall, at the oppressive moment of transition, a storm of carnivorous mosquitoes rose out of the swamps, and a tender breath… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
A great commotion immobilized her in her center of gravity, planted her in her place, and her defensive will was demolished by… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
Santiago Nasar had often told me that the smell of closed-in flowers had an immediate relation to death for him. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“You people have a religion of death that fills you with the joy and courage to confront it,' he said. 'I do… — 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
He repeated until his dying day that there was no one with more common sense, no stone cutter more obstinate, no manager… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“Arcadio found the formality of death rediculous. Death really did not matter to him but life did, and therefore the sensation he… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“death followed him everywhere, sniffing at the cuffs of his pants, but never deciding to give him the final clutch of its… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“Then he looked at Florentino Ariza, his invincible power, his intrepid love, and he was overwhelmed by the belated suspicion that it… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“I dare to think that it is this outsized reality, and not just its literary expression, that has deserved the attention of… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“When he was alone, José Arcadio Buendía consoled himself with the dream of the infinite rooms. He dreamed that he was getting… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“Nothing resembles a person as much as the way he dies, and no death could resemble the man he was thinking about… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
Each man is master of his own death, and all that we can do when the time comes is to help him… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“Trying to provoke him into a terrifying sentence, I said: The only definitive thing is death. Yes, he said, but it isn't… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“I tell myself now, that ever since I was little my sense of social decency has been more developed than my sense… — Gabriel García Márquez 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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image