Why were you so old when we met? I answered with the truth: Age isn't how old you are but how old… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“The past was a lie, memory has no return, every spring gone by could never be recovered, and the wildest and most… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
It always amuses me that the biggest praise for my work comes for the imagination, while the truth is that there's not… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“an old man with no destiny with our never knowing who he was, or what he was like, or even if he… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“By two o'clock in the morning they had each drunk three brandies, and he knew, in truth, that he was not the… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“The truth is that Dr. Juvenal Urbino's suit had never been undertaken in the name of love, and it was curious, to… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“That is how they were: they spent their lives proclaiming their proud origins, the historic merits of the city, the value of… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“No one described him better than he did when someone accused him of being rich. “No, not rich,” he said. “I am… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
The truth is that I know very few novelists who have been satisfied with the adaptation of their books for the screen. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
A lie is more comfortable than doubt, more useful than love, more lasting than truth. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“...as he discovered in the course of his uncountable years that a lie is more comfortable than doubt, more useful than love,… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
Both described at the same time how it was always March there and always Monday, and then they understood that José Arcadio… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
She searched the truth with an anguish almost as great as her terrible fear of finding it . — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“That casual glance was the beginning of a cataclysm of love that had still not ended half a century later.” — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“Upset by two nostalgias facing each other like two mirrors, he lost his marvelous sense of unreality and he ended up recommending… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“It is like a firstborn son: you spend your life working for him, sacrificing everything for him, and at the moment of… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
The truth is that the first changes are so slow they pass almost unnoticed, and you go on seeing yourself as you… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
The truth is I'm getting old, I said. We already are old, she said with a sigh. What happens is that you… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez 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
The truth was that I could not manage my soul, and I was becoming aware of old age because of my weakness… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez 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
“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
