An artisan without memories, whose only dream was to die of fatigue in the oblivion and misery of his little gold fishes.
Gabriel García MárquezIt is life, more than death, that has no limits.
Gabriel García Márquezwisdom comes to us when it can no longer do any good.
Gabriel García MárquezTag: wisdom
and realized that death was not only a permanent probability, as he had always believed, but an immediate reality.
Gabriel García MárquezTag: death
With her Florentino Ariza learned what he had already experienced many times without realizing it: that one can be in love with several people at the same time, feel the same sorrow with each, and not betray any of them. Alone in the midst of the crowd on the pier, he said to himself in a flash of anger: 'My heart has more rooms than a whorehouse.
Gabriel García MárquezTag: love
Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice...
Gabriel García MárquezTag: first-lines spanish colombia español latin-america
An ash-gray dog with a white blaze on its forehead burst onto the rough terrain of the market on the first Sunday in December, knocked down tables of fried food, overturned Indians' stalls and lottery kiosks, and bit four people who happened to cross its path.
Gabriel García MárquezTag: first-sentence
O comandante olhou Fermina Darza e viu em suas pestanas os primeiros lampejos de um orvalho de inverno. Depois olhou Florentino Ariza, seu domínio invencível, e se assustou com a suspeita tardia de que é a vida, mais que a morte, a que não tem limites
Gabriel García MárquezThe house became full of love. Aureliano expressed it in poetry that had no beginning and no end. He would write it on the harsh pieces of parchment that Melquiades gave him, on the bathroom walls, on the skin of his arms, and in all of it Remedios would appear transfigured: Remedios in the soporific air of two in the afternoon, Remedios in the soft breath of the roses, Remedios in the water-clock secrets of the moths, Remedios in the steaming morning bread, Remedios everywhere and Remedios forever.
Gabriel García MárquezTag: love colonel-aureliano-buendia remedios
It was a love of perpetual flight.
Gabriel García MárquezTag: love
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