What Uncle Leo XIII never suspected was that his nephew's courage did not come from the need to survive or from a brute indifference inherited from his father, but from a driving need for love, which no obstacle in this world or the next would ever break.
Gabriel García MárquezYou can't eat hope,' the woman said.
You can't eat it, but it sustains you,' the colonel replied.
Tags: hope
If I knew that today would be the last time I’d see you, I would hug you tight and pray the Lord be the keeper of your soul. If I knew that this would be the last time you pass through this door, I’d embrace you, kiss you, and call you back for one more. If I knew that this would be the last time I would hear your voice, I’d take hold of each word to be able to hear it over and over again. If I knew this is the last time I see you, I’d tell you I love you, and would not just assume foolishly you know it already.
Gabriel García MárquezWhen I wake up," he said, "remind me that I'm going to marry her.
Gabriel García MárquezTags: marriage
Be calm. God awaits you at the door.
Gabriel García MárquezTags: acceptance serenity death-and-dying
He is ugly and sad... but he is all love.
Gabriel García MárquezTags: love
I discovered that my obsession for having each thing in the right place, each subject at the right time, each word in the right style, was not the well-deserved reward of an ordered mind but just the opposite: a complete system of pretense invented by me to hide the disorder of my nature. I discovered that I am not disciplined out of virtue but as a reaction to my negligence, that I appear generous in order to conceal my meanness, that I pass myself off as prudent because I am evil-minded, that I am conciliatory in order not to succumb to my repressed rage, that I am punctual only to hide how little I care about other people’s time. I learned, in short, that love is not a condition of the spirit but a sign of the zodiac.
Gabriel García MárquezTags: memory
Freedom is often the first casualty of war.
Gabriel García MárquezTags: war-freedom
The problem with marriage is that it ends every night after making love, and it must be rebuilt every morning before breakfast.
Gabriel García MárquezBy virtue of marrying a man she does not love for money. That's the lowest kind of whore.
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