Everything that goes into my mouth seems to make me fat, everything that comes out of my mouth embarrasses me. - Gabriel García Márquez

They were people whose lives were slow, who did not see themselves growing old, or falling sick, or dying, but who disappeared little by little in their own time, turning into memories, mists from other days, until they were absorbed into oblivion.

In her final years she would still recall the trip that, with the perverse lucidity of nostalgia, became more and more recent in her memory.

علمته الشىء الوحيد الذى عليه ان يتعلمه عن الحب ,و هو ان احدا لا يستطيع تعليم الاخرين الحياه .