José Arcadio’s companion asked them to leave them alone, and the couple lay down on the ground, close to the bed. The passion of the others woke up José Arcadio’s fervor. On the first contact the bone...
It was as if God had decided to put to the test every capacity for surprise and was keeping the inhabitants of Macondo in a permanent alteration between excitement and disappointment, doubt and revela...
It was a terror of the strange, of what was mysterious and unknown in her new world. And to think that all of it had happened so innocently, with so much naiveté on her part
It was a meditation on life, love, old age, death: ideas that had often fluttered around her head like nocturnal birds but dissolved into a trickle of feathers when she tried to catch hold of them.
In my opinion,' he said, 'the nineteenth century is passing for everyone except us.
I came back from the bridge bathed in tears.
Here the only one who has the right to prohibit anything is the government, we live in a democracy.
He stared at her openly, at her intense mourning, at the dignity of her grief,
Estava convencido na solidão de sua alma de haver amado em silêncio muito mais do que alguém jamais amara neste mundo.
Era inevitabile: l'odore delle mandorle amare gli ricordava sempre il destino degli amori contrastati.
Era Melquíades.
En la plenitud de sus relaciones, Florentino Ariza se había preguntado cuál de los dos estados sería el amor, el de la cama turbulenta o el de las tardes apacibles de los domingos, y Sara Noriega lo t...
El sexo es el consuelo que le queda a uno cuando ya no le alcanza el amor.
El mundo habrá acabado de joderse -dijo entonces- el día en que los hombres viajen en primera clase y la literatura en el vagón de carga.
El mundo era tan reciente, que muchas cosas carecían de nombre, y para mencionarlas había que señalarlas con el dedo.
El hambre de tierra, el cloc cloc de los huesos de sus padres, la impaciencia de su sangre frente a la pasividad de Pietro Crespi estaban relegados al desván de la memoria.
El arribo tardío al periodismo —que por fortuna es el poder sin trono— debió ser para ella un reencuentro con lo mejor de sí misma.
El amor se hace más grande y noble en la calamidad.
Delaura was aware of his own awkwardness with women. To him they seemed endowed with an untransferable use of reason that allowed them to navigate without difficulty among the hazards of reality.
Death really did not matter to him but life did, and therefore the sensation he felt when they gave their decision was not a feeling of fear but of nostalgia.