Great Throughts Treasury

"I will have an abundance time to rest when I die, but this eventuality is not still in my project."

"I will not become in our country anymore, God in the world of orphans and poor climate thirst, in exile in the land of our fathers and grandfathers. But we will be different people, ladies and gentlemen, we will be people great and happy."

"I will not ever forget her dark eyes while eating: Why I've met so old? I said the truth: Age is not the one you have, but that you feel."

"I would not have traded the delights of my suffering for anything in the world."

"I would have liked for my books to have been recognized posthumously, at least in capitalist countries, where you turn into a kind of merchandise."

"I would prove to the men how mistaken they are in thinking that they no longer."

"I would listen when others talk, and how I would enjoy a good chocolate ice cream!"

"I would teach the old that death does not come with old age, but with forgetting. So much have I learned from you, old men."

"I would walk when others hold back, I would wake when others sleep."

"I’ve remained a virgin for you."

"Ideas do not belong to anyone, he said. He drew in the air with the index continues a series of circles and concluded:"

"I would show men how very wrong they are to think that they cease to be in love when they grow old, not knowing that they grow old when they cease to be in love!"

"If for an instant God were to forget that I am a rag doll and gifted me with a piece of life, possibly I wouldn't say all that I think, but rather I would think of all that I say."

"I would value things, not for their worth but for what they mean. I would sleep little, dream more, understanding that for each minute we close our eyes we lose sixty seconds of light."

"If God hadn't rested on Sunday, He would have had time to finish the world."

"If I knew it was the last time that I see you asleep, to strongly hold to the arms and prayed to God to make me a guard for your soul. If I knew it was the last few minutes that I see them, I would say I love you, but ignored - sheepishly - you know that. There's always tomorrow, and life gives us the opportunity to do the best, but if I had mistaken this is the last day, I would like to say how much I love you, and I will not never forget. Because tomorrow is not guaranteed, neither the young nor old. This may be in today's the last time you see where those who love them. Do not wait more, act today because tomorrow may not come, I must regret the day that did not find the time for a smile or a hug or a kiss or you're busy Ki send them a final wish. Keep close to you on the one you love, whisper in their ear that you need them, Ahbbhm and their care, and take enough time to tell them phrases like: I understand you, forgive me, please, thank you, and all the words of love that you know. Will not be remembered one for what entertained ideas, ask the Lord for strength and wisdom to express them. He proved it to your friends and your loved ones how much they are important to you - Gabriel García Márquez"

"If God forgot for a moment that I am a rag doll and gave me a piece of life, you would not say everything I think, but I would definitely think everything that I say here. I would value things not for how much worth but for what they mean. I would sleep little, dream more, understanding that for each minute that we close our eyes we lose sixty seconds of light. I would walk when the others stopped, I would wake when others sleep. I would listen when others talk, and how much I enjoyed a good chocolate ice cream! If God gave me a piece of life, I would dress simply, I would throw myself flat under the sun, exposing not only my body but also my soul. God, If I could, I would write my hatred on ice and wait for the sun to come. I would paint on the stars to dream of Van Gogh a poem by Benedetti, and a song by Serrat would be the serenade I'd offer to the moon. I watered with my tears the roses, to feel the pain of their embrace... Oh, if I had a piece of life... I would not let a single day pass without telling the people I love that I love them. 'd convince every man and woman to believe that they are my favorites and I would live in love with love. People I pointed out how wrong they are to think that they stop falling in love when they grow old, without knowing that they grow old when they stop falling in love! A young child I would give wings, but I just left it to learn to fly. Adults would teach that death comes not with old age but with forgetting. I learned so much from you people... I learned that everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, without knowing that true happiness lies in the way we climb the slope. I learned that when a newborn first squeezes his hand in the small finger of his father, he has caught him forever. Learned that a man is justified right to look down on another only when you need to help him get up. Should always say what you feel and always do what you think. If I knew that today would be the last time I watch you sleep, I would hug you, and I prayed to God that I could be guardian of."

"If I were a woman. I need to be loved a great deal. My great problem is to be loved more, and that's why I write."

"If his life depended on it, he had to find out later why that indomitable soldier, accustomed to fighting to the last drop of blood, had left the final battle of his life unfinished."

"If men gave birth, they'd be less inconsiderate."

"In a few months after his return, started to age so quickly and in a manner so unsettling, so that was soon regarded as one of those useless great-grandparents who like shadows around the room, dragging his feet, remembering aloud and beautiful times of the past, and that nobody cares nor remembers of her until the day she found dead at dawn, in their bed."

"If they believe it in the Bible, I don't see why they shouldn't believe it from me."

"If the dead man sat under the land, that man is not a man of the land."

"If you hate something in this world is mandatory holidays that people complain because it's happy, fireworks, carols crazy, crepe paper garlands without any relation to a child who was born two thousand years ago in a poor manger."

"I'm absolutely convinced that I'm going to write the greatest book of my life, but I don't know which one it will be or when. When I feel something like this—which I have been feeling now for a while—I stay very quiet, so that if it passes by I can capture it."

"If you do not be afraid of God, hopes and minerals will fear."

"I'll never fall in love again... it's like having two souls at the same time."

"I'm not sure whether I had already read Faulkner or not, but I know now that only a technique like Faulkner's could have enabled me to write down what I was seeing. The atmosphere, the decadence, the heat in the village were roughly the same as what I had felt in Faulkner."

"In a belated moment of inspiration, I decided to finish it with the announcement that with this column I was bringing to a happy conclusion a long and worthy life without the sad necessity of having to die."

"I'm not rich, I'm poor have the money, and this is a completely different."

"In general, I'm not a friend of writers or artists just because they are writers or artists. I have many friends of different professions, amongst them writers and artists. In general terms, I feel that I'm a native of any country in Latin America but not elsewhere. Latin Americans feel that Spain is the only country in which we are treated well, but I personally don't feel as though I'm from there. In Latin America I don't have a sense of frontiers or borders. I'm conscious of the differences that exist from one country to another, but in my mind and heart it is all the same."

"In every novel, the character is a collage: a collage of different characters that you've known, or heard about or read about."

"In a sudden inspiration, Florentino Ariza opened a can of red paint that was within reach of the bunk, wet his index finger, and painted the pubis of the beautiful pigeon fancier with an arrow of blood pointing south, and on her belly the words: This pussy is mine."

"In her final years she would still recall the trip that, with the perverse lucidity of nostalgia, became more and more recent in her memory."

"In a solemn way, as if he had just thought of it, he said: The world is moving ahead. Yes, I said, it's moving ahead, but it's revolving around the sun."

"In early July, we felt real close to death. My heart has lost its rhythm and began to see and feel everywhere unmistakable signs of the end. Then I started to measure life not in years, but in decades. Most of the fifties were decisive, because I became aware that almost everyone was younger than me. The sixties were the most intense because of suspicion that time left me be wrong. Most of the seventies inspired me fear, because there is still the possibility to be the last. However, when I woke up alive in the morning of ninety years of Delgadinei bed happy, I was Nazar like the idea that life was flowing like a raging river of Heraclitus, but a unique opportunity to come back on the grill, roasting and on the other side you still ninety."

"In all the houses keys to memorizing objects and feelings had been written. But the system demanded so much vigilance and moral strength that many succumbed to the spell of an imaginary reality, one invented by themselves, which was less practical for them but more comforting."

"In his paradise in Lima he had spent a joyous night with a young girl who was covered with fine, straight down over every millimeter of her Bedouin skin. At dawn, while he was shaving, he looked at her lying naked in the bed, adrift in the peaceful sleep of a satisfied woman, and he could not resist the temptation of possessing her forever with a sacramental act. He covered her from head to foot with shaving lather, and with a pleasure like that of love he shaved her clean with his razor, sometimes using his right hand and sometimes his left as he shaved every part of her body, even the eyebrows that grew together, and left her doubly naked inside her magnificent newborn's body. She asked, her soul in shreds, if he really loved her, and he answered with the same ritual phrase he had strewn without pity in so many hearts throughout his life: More than anyone else in this world."

"In one of the hills, seeing Rome at his feet, Simon Rodriguez let go one of his bombastic prophecies about the fate of the Americas. He saw it clearer. What to do with those escutcheons baton is kicking them out of Venezuela, he said. And I swear that I will do."

"In journalism just one fact that is false prejudices the entire work. In contrast, in fiction one single fact that is true gives legitimacy to the entire work. That's the only difference, and it lies in the commitment of the writer. A novelist can do anything he wants so long as he makes people believe in it."

"In reality they were distracted letters intended to keep the coals alive without putting her hand in the fire while FA burned himself alive in every line."

"In some way impossible to ascertain, after so many years of absence, Jose Arcadio was still an autumnal child, terribly sad and solitary."

"In spite of this, to oppression, plundering and abandonment, we respond with life. Neither floods nor plagues, famines nor cataclysms, nor even the eternal wars of century upon century, have been able to subdue the persistent advantage of life over death. An advantage that grows and quickens: every year, there are seventy-four million more births than deaths, a sufficient number of new lives to multiply, each year, the population of New York sevenfold. Most of these births occur in the countries of least resources - including, of course, those of Latin America. Conversely, the most prosperous countries have succeeded in accumulating powers of destruction such as to annihilate, a hundred times over, not only all the human beings that have existed to this day, but also the totality of all living beings that have ever drawn breath on this planet of misfortune."

"In that Macondo forgotten even by the birds, where the dust and the heat had become so strong that it was difficult to breathe, secluded by solitude and love and by the solitude of love in a house where it was almost impossible to sleep because of the noise of the red ants, Aureliano, and Amaranta Úrsula were the only happy beings, and the most happy on the face of the earth."

"In tears Amaranta Ursula saw that it was one of the great Buendía, dense and bizarre as Jose Arkadiovtsite with open and clairvoyant eyes Aurelianovtsite and ready to start anew lineage over and purify him from his destructive vices and solitary vocation because for a century but it was conceived in love."

"In the beginning, when the world was new and nothing had a name, my father took me to see the ice."

"In the plenitude of their relationship, Florentina Ariza asked himself which of the two was love: the turbulent bed or the peaceful Sunday afternoons, and Sara Noriega calmed him with the simple argument that love was everything they did naked. She said, 'Spiritual love from the waist up and physical love from the waist down."

"In the end all books are written for your friends. The problem after writing One Hundred Years of Solitude was that now I no longer know whom of the millions of readers I am writing for; this upsets and inhibits me. It's like a million eyes are looking at you and you don't really know what they think."

"In the parlor was a huge camera on wheels like the ones used in public parks, and the backdrop of a marine twilight, painted with homemade paints, and the walls papered with pictures of children at memorable moments: the first Communion, the bunny costume, the happy birthday. Year after year, during contemplative pauses on afternoons of chess, Dr. Urbino had seen the gradual covering over of the walls, and he had often thought with a shudder of sorrow that in the gallery of casual portraits lay the germ of the future of the city, governed and corrupted by those unknown children, where note even the ashes of his glory would remain."

"In the end, it is impossible not to become what others believe you are."