Gabriel Garcia Marquez Quotes
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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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That's maybe the reason he does so many things so that he will not have to think... .
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The war is in the mountains,” he said. “For as long as I can remember, they have killed us in the cities with decrees, not with bullets.
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More than mother and son, they were accomplices in solitude.
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It is impossible to explain. But what I like most is to eat.
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To him she seemed so beautiful, so seductive, so different from ordinary people, that he could not understand why no one was as disturbed as he by the clicking of her heels on the paving stones, why no one else's heart was wild with the breeze stirred by the sighs of her veils, why everyone did not go mad with the movements of her braid, the flight of her hands, the gold of her laughter. He had not missed a single one of her gestures, not one of the indications of her character, but he did not dare approach her for fear of destroying the spell.
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Don't struggle so much, the best things happen when not expected.
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She had never imagined that curiosty was one of the many masks of love .
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I would not have traded the delights of my suffering for anything in the world.
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It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love.
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They were so close to each other that they preferred death to separation.
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It's much more important to write than to be written about.
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He is ugly and sad, but he is all love.
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A true friend is the one who holds your hand and touches your heart.
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I always had understood that dying of love was mere poetic license.
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Old people, with other old people, are not so old.
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Always tell what you feel. Do what you think.
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Nobody is worth crying for, and those that are worth it will not make you cry.
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I want the same one, the way she always is, without failures, without fights, without bad memories.
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...wisdom comes to us when it can no longer do any good.
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His place was always set at the table, in case he rturned from the dead without warning .
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For a week, almost without speaking, they went ahead like sleepwalkers through a universe of grief, lighted only by the tenuous reflection of luminous insects, and their lungs were overwhelmed by a suffocating smell of blood.
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One had to live a long time to know a man's true nature.
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Life had already given him sufficient reasons for knowing that no defeat was the final one.