868 Quotes by Gabriel García Márquez

Es difícil imaginar hasta qué punto se vivía entonces a la sombra de la poesía. Era una pasión frenética, otro modo de ser, una bola de candela que andaba de su cuenta por todas partes. Abríamos el periódico, aun en la sección económica o en la página judicial, o leíamos el asiento del café en el fondo de la taza, y allí estaba esperándonos la poesía para hacerse cargo de nuetros sueños.

Nobody deserves your tears, but whoever deserves them will not make you cry.

The house became full of love. Aureliano expressed it in poetry that had no beginning and no end. He would write it on the harsh pieces of parchment that Melquiades gave him, on the bathroom walls, on the skin of his arms, and in all of it Remedios would appear transfigured: Remedios in the soporific air of two in the afternoon, Remedios in the soft breath of the roses, Remedios in the water-clock secrets of the moths, Remedios in the steaming morning bread, Remedios everywhere and Remedios forever.

She felt the abyss of disenchantment.

The woman let out an expansive laugh that resounded through the house like a spray of broken glass.

He did not dare to console her, knowing that it would have been like consoling a tiger run thru by a spear.

The only regret I will have in dying is if it is not for love.

...The girl raised her eyes to see who was passing by the window, and that casual glance was the beginning of a cataclysm of love that still had not ended half a century later.

She always had a headache, or it was too hot, always, or she pretended to be asleep, or she had her period again, her period, always her period. So much so that Dr. Urbino had dared to say in class, only for the relief of unburdening himself without confession, that after ten years of marriage women had their periods as often as threes times a week.