but he only found her in the image that saturated his private and terrible solitude. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“because races condemned to one hundred years of solitude did not have a second opportunity on earth” — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
The secret of a good old age is simply an honorable pact with solitude. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
More than mother and son, they were accomplices in solitude. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
races condemned to 100 years of solitude did not have a second opportunity on earth. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
He really had been through death, but he had returned because he could not bear the solitude. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
Lost in the solitude of his immense power, he began to lose direction. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“That was the state of the world when I began to be aware of my family environment, and I cannot evoke it… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
Wherever they might be they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
Both looked back then on the wild revelry...and they lamented that it had cost them so much of their lives to find… — 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
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
Most critics don't realize that a novel like One Hundred Years of Solitude is a bit of a joke, full of signals… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
In the end all books are written for your friends. The problem after writing One Hundred Years of Solitude was that now… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“Nevertheless, in the impenetrable solitude of decrepitude she had such a clairvoyance as she examined the most insignificant happenings in the family… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
In that Macondo forgotten even by the birds, where the dust and the heat had become so strong that it was difficult… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“Always. At every moment, asleep and awake, during the most sublime and most abject moments, Amaranta thought of Rebeca, because solitude had… — Gabriel Garcia Márquez Copy Share Image
Before reaching the final line, however, he had already understood that he would never leave that room, for it was foreseen that… — 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
