Tryst.
Logró llegar a tierra. El entonces joven reportero que era García Márquez escuchó el relato de los hechos de boca
La búsqueda de las cosas perdidas está entorpecida por los hábitos rutinarios, y es por eso que cuesta tanto trabajo encontrarlas.
It was characteristic of men to deny hunger once their appetite were satisfied
Human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but that life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves.
He was the lover who never showed his face, the man most avid for love as well as most niggardly with it, the man who gave nothing and wanted everything, the man who did not allow anyone to leave a tr...
Every night when the hours grew too long
Arrojarlo con todas sus fuerzas contra el pavimento y pisotearlo con ferocidad hasta cuando ya no pudiera moverse verdaderamente, hasta cuando pudiera decir, jadeante, que había dado muerte al ruido q...
And yet we didn’t believe it now that it was, and not because we really didn’t believe it but because we no longer wanted it to be true, we had ended up not understanding what would become of us witho...
And both of them remained floating in an empty universe where the only everyday & eternal reality was love...
Ahora que eres joven para sufrir todo lo que puedas —le decía—, que estas cosas no duran toda la vida.
[…] a jó öregkor nem más, mint tisztességes szerződés a magánnyal.
[F]or fate granted him the immense good fortune of losing his memory.
[...] sentí en la garganta el nudo gordiano de todos los amores que pudieron haber sido y no fueron [...]
Zijn goede bedoelingen werden gedwarsboomd door de onwankelbare starheid van Rebeca, die vele jaren van leed en ellende nodig had gehad om de voorrechten van de eenzaamheid te verkrijgen en die niet v...
You know better than I, he said, that all courts-martial are farces and that you’re really paying for the crimes of other people, because this time we’re going to win the war at any price. Wouldn’t yo...
With a languid hand he brushed away the cobwebs of his siesta…
Why do you insist on talking about what does not exist?
When you’re ugly and poor, you can only want more.
When his father told him about his alarm at having forgotten even the most impressive happenings of his childhood, Aureliano explained his method to him […] with an inked brush he marked everything wi...