Gabriel García Márquez, aka Gabo

Gabriel García
Márquez, aka Gabo
1927

Colombian Author, Novelist, Short-Story Writer, Screenwriter and Journalist, Awarded Nobel Prize for Literature

Author Quotes

Until you're about the age of twenty you read everything, and you like it simply because you are reading it. Then between twenty and thirty you pick up what you want, and you read the best, you read all the great works. After that you sit and wait for them to be written. But you know the least know, the least famous writers, they are the better ones.

When he stood at the railing of the ship... only then did he understand to what extent he had been an easy victim to the charitable deceptions of nostalgia.

With my joshing I've probably contributed toward the idea that I lack literary education, that I write only from personal experiences, that my sources are Faulkner, Hemingway, and other foreign writers. Little is known about my knowledge of Colombian literature. No doubt, my influences, especially in Colombia, are extra-literary. More than any book, I think what opened my eyes was music, vallenato songs.

Ursula was the last of the parade. The dignity of his grief, the weight of his name, the convincing vehemence of his statement did waver for a moment the scales of justice. You have taken this very seriously scary game, and you have done well, because you are doing your duty, he said to the members of the tribunal. But do not forget that as long as God gives us life, we will continue to be mothers, and that revolutionary or not, we have the right to pull you pants down and showed me how to take the first disrespect.

When he wakes up - he said, remind me that I'm going to marry her!

With that discouraging explanation many felt that they had been the victims of some new and showy gypsy business and they decided not to return to the movies, considering that they already had too many troubles of their own to weep over the acted-out misfortunes of imaginary beings.

Ursula wondered if it was better to lie just once in the grave and throw him over the earth, and ask God, without fear, if we really believed that people were made ??of iron to withstand so many pains and mortifications. And wondering and asking would stoking his own trouble and felt irrepressible desires to let loose and not have mouthed as an outsider and after allowing a moment of rebellion, the moment so many times you want and as many times postponed, to cut the resignation by root and shit once and for all and take heart the endless piles of profanity that he had to swallow over a century of conformity.

When he went through the kitchen he kissed Rebeca on the forehead.

With The Thousand and One Nights, I learned and never forgot that we should read only those books that force us to reread them.

Very well, I will marry you if you promise not to make me eat eggplant.

When I returned to this forgotten village, trying to rebuild so broken mirror scattered shards of memory

Without a doubt it was Dr. Urbino's most contagious initiative, for opera fever infected the most surprising elements in the city and gave rise to a whole generation of Isoldes and Otellos and Aidas and Siegfrieds. But it never reached the extremes Dr. Urbino had hoped for, which was to see Italianizers and Wagnerians confronting each other with sticks and canes during the intermissions.

We are not the assembly of men only slaves poor of prejudice, and while it was decided a woman sexual intercourse man what, there is no wall only way to go, and Fort only, not considered immoral, but be prepared for violation of the foundation, and so they do not count the expense of the existence of God.

When I stand and contemplate my fate and see the path along which you have led me, I reach my end, for artless I surrendered to one who is my undoing and my end.

Woe is me, if it's love, the sorrow.

We are the orphans of our son.

When I wake up, he said, remind me that I'm going to marry her.

Yeah, but he [Dostoevsky] didn't get cured. Isn't it true that one of the most unforgettable scenes in world literature is when Smerdyakov falls down the steps? Besides, we never find out if it's true or not, or if it was a real attack or just make-believe. It's unforgettable.

Today, retired but not defeated, I enjoy the sacred privilege of writing at home, with the phone off the hook so that no one can disturb me, and without a censor looking over my shoulder to see what I am writing.

We had made love without love, half-dressed most of the time and always in the dark so we could imagine ourselves as better than we were.

When the enter beta epidemic, no one escapes him.

Years from now they do not come like they used to.

Today, when I saw you, I realized that what is between us is nothing more than an illusion.

We have to do a lot of things and sell them to the rich before they died. They are all sick and die. What should have rotted from the inside when the doctor forbids them to be angry.

Where art thou that thou art not here.

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First Name
Gabriel García
Last Name
Márquez, aka Gabo
Birth Date
1927
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Colombian Author, Novelist, Short-Story Writer, Screenwriter and Journalist, Awarded Nobel Prize for Literature