حين تكون الكتابة أكثر شفافية يكون الشعر مرئيا أكثر.
The human body is not made to endure all the years that one may live
The best friend a person has, he would say at that time, is one who has just died.
No había enflaquecido, pero en su rostro se advertía no ya el gesto militar y altanero del primer año, sino la expresión abúlica y fatigada del hombre que no sabe qué será de su vida un minuto después...
Nada se parece tanto a una persona como la forma de su muerte.
My delirium was so great that during a student demonstration complete with rocks and bottles, I had to make an enormous effort not to lead it as I held up a sign that would sanctify my truth: I am mad...
Muchos años después, frente al pelotón de fusilamiento, el coronel Aureliano Buendía había de recordar aquella tarde remota en que su padre lo llevó a conocer el hielo. Macondo era entonces una aldea...
More than mother and son, they were accomplices in solitude.
Little by little, studying the infinite possibilities of a loss of memory, he realized that the day might come when things would be recognized by their inscriptions but that no one would remember thei...
Las muchachas, en sus relaciones con los hombres, tienen las mismas vueltas, los mismos prejuicios, los mismos recovecos psicológicos que son proverbiales en las españolas. Se comprende a simple vista...
La soledad le había seleccionado los recuerdos, y había incinerado los entorpecedores montones de basura nostálgica que la vida había acumulado en su corazón, y había purificado, magnificado y eterniz...
La fama es una señora muy gorda que no duerme con uno, pero cuando uno despierta está siempre mirándonos frente a la cama.
Intrigued by that enigma, he dug so deeply into her sentiments that in search of interest he found love, because by trying to make her love him he ended up falling in love with her.
I heard a shout on the horizon, the sobs of someone who perhaps had died a century earlier in the room.
He was weary of the uncertainty, of the vicious circle of that eternal war that always found him in the same place, but always older, wearier, even more in the position of not knowing why, or how, or...
He soon acquired the forlorn look that one sees in vegetarians. His skin
He sank into the rocking chair, the same one in which Rebecca had sat during the early days of the house to give embroidery lessons, and in which Amaranta had played Chinese checkers with Colonel Geri...
Florentina Ariza had kept his answer ready for fifty-three years, seven months and eleven days and nights. 'Forever,' he said.
El problema del matrimonio es que se acaba todas las noches después de hacer el amor, y hay que volver a reconstruirlo todas las mañanas antes del desayuno.
Crazy people are not crazy if one accepts their reasoning.