Gabriel Garcia Marquez Quotes
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Four geological eras had to pass so that human beings would be able to outsing the birds and die for love.
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Surrealism runs through the streets.
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For you was I born, for you do I have life, for you will I die, for you am I now dying.
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Surrealism comes from the reality of Latin America.
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In the end all books are written for your friends. The problem after writing One Hundred Years of Solitude was that now I no longer know whom of the millions of readers I am writing for; this upsets and inhibits me. It's like a million eyes are looking at you and you don't really know what they think.
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Her laugh was sad and taciturn, seemingly detached from any feeling of the moment, like something she kept in the cupboard and took out only when she had to, using it with no feeling of ownership, as if the infrequency of her smiles had made her forget the normal way to use them.
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In the beginning, when the world was new and nothing had a name, my father took me to see the ice.
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Fame invades your private life. It takes away from the time that you spend with friends, and the time that you can work. It tends to isolate you from the real world.
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If you're going to be a writer you have to be one of the great ones... After all, there are better ways to starve to death.
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The only difference today between Liberals and Conservatives is that the Liberals go to mass at five o'clock and the Conservatives at eight.
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Blood circulated through her veins with the fluidity of a song that branched off into the most hidden areas of her body and returned to her heart, purified by love.
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Jealousy knows more than truth does.
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One can be in love with several people at the same time, feel the sorrow with each, and not betray any of them.
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The 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.
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The woman let out an expansive laugh that resounded through the house like a spray of broken glass.
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Just as real events are forgotten, some that never were can be in our memories as if they happened.
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Never stop smiling not even when you're sad, someone might fall in love with your smile.
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...races condemned to 100 years of solitude did not have a second opportunity on earth.
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A person does not belong to a place until there is someone dead under the ground.
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It is a triumph of life that old people lose their memories of inessential things.
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His place was always set at the table, in case he returned from the dead without warning .
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When he went through the kitchen he kissed Rebeca on the forehead. "Get those bad thoughts out of your head," he told her. "You're going to be happy.
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Aureliano not only understood by then, he also lived his brother’s experiences as something of his own, for on one occasion when the latter was explaining in great detail the mechanism of love, he interrupted him to ask: “What does it feel like?” José Arcadio gave an immediate reply: “It’s like an earthquake.
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An artisan without memories, whose only dream was to die of fatigue in the oblivion and misery of his little gold fishes.