A true friend is the one who holds your hand and touches your heart — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“I have no friends," he said. "And if I do have any left it won't be for long.” — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“Friend is the person that holds your hand and touches your heart!” — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
One minute of reconciliation is worth more than a whole life of friendship! — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
She discovered with great delight that one does not love one's children just because they are one's children but because of the… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“The worst way to miss someone is to have them sitting right next to you and know you can never have them.” — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
Fame invades your private life. It takes away from the time that you spend with friends, and the time that you can… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“It occurred to me that among the charms of old age are the provocations our young female friends permit themselves because they… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
I never had intimate friends, and the few who came close are in New York. By which I mean they're dead, because… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“Tell me something, old friend: why are you fighting?" What other reason could there be?" Colonel Gerineldo Marquez answered. "For the great… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“If someone knocks on your door, my friend, and something in your blood beats and rests not and water in its stem,… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“She was able to draw no conclusions because her husband's patients, except for mutual friends, were part of his private domain; they… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
One night a friend lent me a book of short stories by Franz Kafka. I went back to the pension where I… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“On rainy afternoons, embroidering with a group of friends on the begonia porch, she would lose the thread of the conversation and… — 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 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 lucidity he became aware that… — 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 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 was all something dirty that shouldn't be done to anybody, much less to the poor man who had the bad luck to marry me.' So she let herself get undressed openly in the lighted bedroom, safe… — 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 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
