He allowed himself to be swayed by his conviction that human beings are not born once and for all on the day… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“All that was needed was a shrewd questioning, first of the patient and then of his mother, to conclude once again that… — Gabriel Garcia Márquez Copy Share Image
A man knows he is growing old because he begins to look like his father. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“Arcadio had seen her many times working in her parents' small food store but he had never taken a good look at… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“Human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mother gives birth to them, but that life obliges… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“Since Aureliano at that time had very confused notions about the difference between Conservatives and Liberals, his father in law gave him… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
More than mother and son, they were accomplices in solitude. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
What Uncle Leo XIII never suspected was that his nephew's courage did not come from the need to survive or from a… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“When his father told him about his alarm at having forgotten even the most impressive happenings of his childhood, Aureliano explained his… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“It was the history of the family, written by Melquíades, down to the most trivial details, one hundred years ahead of time.… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
A man knows when he is growing old because he begins to look like his father. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“He was just like his father," Victoria Guzmán answered her. "A shit.” — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
...human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but...life obliges them over… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
The children would remember for the rest of their lives the august solemnity with which their father, devastated by his prolonged vigil… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
This was when I heard that the first symptom of old age is when you begin to resemble your father. — 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
Many years later, in front of the firing squad, colonel Aureliano Buendía would remember that distant afternoon his father took him to… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“He was just like his father," Vic-toria Guzmán answered her. "A shit.” — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
In the beginning, when the world was new and nothing had a name, my father took me to see the ice. — 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 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
