Gabriel García Márquez Quotes

Poco antes del final, con un destello de júbilo, se dio cuenta de pronto que nunca había estado tan cerca de alguien a quien amaba tanto

لسنا نحن معشر الرجال سوى عبيد مساكين للإجحاف، وحين تقرر امرأة مضاجعة رجل ما، فليس هناك من جدار إلا وتقطعه، ولا حصن إلا وتحطمه، ولا إعتبار أخلاقي إلا وتكون مستعدة لخرقه من أساسه، وحتى أنها لا تحسب حساب وجود الله

Be calm. God awaits you at the door.

Freedom is often the first casualty of war.

Humanity, like armies in the field, advances at the speed of the slowest.

From the time they turned one they were tossed from the balconies of the kitchens, first with life preserves so they would lose their fear of the water, and then without life preservers so they would lose their respect for death.

It had never occurred to him until then to think that literature was the best plaything that had ever been invented to make fun of people...

Nostalgia, as always, had wiped away bad memories and magnified the good ones.

The weak would never enter the kingdom of love, which is a harsh & ungenerous kingdom & that women gives themselves only to men of resolute spirit, who provides the security they need in order to face life

There is no greater glory than to die for love.

He had not stopped desiring her for a single instant. He found her in the dark bedrooms of captured towns, especially in the most abject ones, and he would make her materialize in the smell of dry blood on the bandages of the wounded, in the instantaneous terror of the danger of death, at all times and in all places. He had fled from her in an attempt to wipe out her memory, not only through distance but by means of a muddled fury that his companions at arms took to be boldness, but the more her image wallowed in the dunghill of the war, the more the war resembled Amaranta. That was how he suffered in exile, looking for a way of killing her with his own death...

Today, when I saw you, I realized that what is between us is nothing more than an illusion.

Era lo último que iba quedando de un pasado cuyo aniquilamiento no se consumaba, porque seguía aniquilándose indefinidamente, consumiéndose dentro de sí mismo, acabándose a cada minuto pero sin acabar de acabarse jamás.

In the plenitude of their relationship, Florentina Ariza asked himself which of the two was love: the turbulent bed or the peaceful Sunday afternoons, and Sara Noriega calmed him with the simple argument that love was everything they did naked. She said, 'Spiritual love from the waist up and physical love from the waist down.

jealousy knows more than truth does.