She sensed it, saw my eyes wet with tears, and only then must have discovered I was no longer the man I had been, and I endured her glance with a courage I never thought I had.
Gabriel García MárquezThe truth was that I could not manage my soul, and I was becoming aware of old age because of my weakness in the face of love.
Gabriel García MárquezI told her about my life, I read into her ear the first drafts of my Sunday columns in which, without my saying so, she and she alone was present.
Gabriel García MárquezI did not bathe or shave or brush my teeth, because love taught me too late that you groom yourself for someone, you dress and perfume yourself for someone, and I'd never had anyone to do that for.
Gabriel García Márquezjealousy knows more than truth does.
Gabriel García MárquezIn the end, it is impossible not to become what others believe you are.
Gabriel García MárquezThe truth is I'm getting old, I said. We already are old, she said with a sigh. What happens is that you don't feel it on the inside, but from the outside everybody can see it.
Gabriel García MárquezMots clés old-age
Thank God I found my Chinaman in time. It's like being married to your little finger, but he's all mine.
Gabriel García MárquezFrom then on I began to measure my life not by years but by decades.
Gabriel García MárquezBut the next morning, while night owls slept, I climbed trembling to her cubicle and woke her, weeping aloud with a crazed love that lasted until it was carried away without mercy by the violent wind of real life.
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