those who do not sing cannot even imagine the joy of singing.
Gabriel García MárquezMérhetetlen tudása és titokzatossága ellenére, romlandó teste, földi mivolta a mindennapi élet apró-cseprő bajaihoz láncolta.
Gabriel García MárquezI want the same one, the way she always is, without failures, without fights, without bad memories.
Gabriel García MárquezAmbos siguieron atentos a los rumores crecientes sobre la gravedad de la peste, y aun contra sus deseos tuvieron que conversar otra vez sobre asuntos que les eran comunes, como en los tiempos en que se odiaban menos. Para él era claro. Siempre creyó que amaba a la hija, pero el miedo al mal de rabia lo obligaba a confesarse que se engañaba a sí mismo por comodidad. Bernarda, en cambio, no se lo preguntó siquiera, pues tenía plena conciencia de no amarla ni de ser amada por ella, y ambas cosas le parecían justas. Mucho del odio que ambos sentían por la niña era por lo que ella tenía del uno y del otro. Sin embargo, Bernarda estaba dispuesta a hacer la farsa de las lágrimas y a guardar un luto de madre.
Gabriel García MárquezBoth looked back then on the wild revelry...and they lamented that it had cost them so much of their lives to find the paradise of shared solitude.
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Once again she shuddered with the evidence that time was not passing, as she had just admitted, but that it was turning in a circle.
Gabriel García MárquezFernanda, on the other hand, looked for it in vain along the paths of her everyday itinerary without knowing that the search for lost things is hindered by routine habits and that is why it is so difficult to find them.
Gabriel García Márquezbecause races condemned to one hundred years of solitude did not have a second opportunity on earth
Gabriel García MárquezShe asked him to come and see her that night. He agreed, in order to get away, knowing that he was incapable of going. But that night, in his burning bed, he understood that he had to go see her, even if he were not capable. He got dressed by feel, listening in the dark to his brother's calm breathing, the dry cough of his father in the next room, the asthma of the hens in the courtyard, the buzz of the mosquitoes, the beating of his heart, and the inordinate bustle of a world that he had not noticed until then, and he went out in the sleeping street.
Gabriel García MárquezAlways tell what you feel. Do what you think...
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