BOOK STARTERS VOL.20 ( ONE HUNDRED YEARS OF SOLITUDE ) ( GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ )
- ❛ It’s enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment. ❜
- ❛ There is always something left to love. ❜
- ❛ A person doesn’t die when he should but when he can. ❜
- ❛ Things have a life of their own. It’s simply a matter of waking up their souls. ❜
- ❛ Tell me something: why are you fighting? ❜
- ❛ I’ve come to realise only just now that I’m fighting because of pride. ❜
- ❛ One minute of reconciliation is worth more than a whole life of friendship. ❜
- ❛ It’s better than not knowing why you’re fighting. Or fighting, like you, for something that doesn’t have any meaning for anyone. ❜
- ❛ Holy Mother of God! ❜
- ❛ A person does not belong to a place until there is someone dead under the ground. ❜
- ❛ I was born a son of a bitch and I’m going to die a son of a bitch. ❜
- ❛ Bad luck doesn’t have any chinks in it. ❜
- ❛ I plead youth as a mitigating circumstance. ❜
- ❛ Get those bad thoughts out of your head. You’re going to be happy. ❜
- ❛ Children inherit their parents’ madness. ❜
- ❛ I’ll turn to ashes in here but I won’t give this miserable town the pleasure of seeing me weep. ❜
- ❛ You would be good in a war. Where you put your eye, you put your bullet. ❜
- ❛ Men demand much more than you think. ❜
- ❛ Even the craziest and most persistent love is just a temporary truth. ❜
- ❛ If we’re alone you can whisper in my ear any crap you can think of. ❜
- ❛ You have taken this horrible game very seriously and you have done well because you are doing your duty. ❜
- ❛ We have the right to pull down your pants and give you a whipping at the first sign of disrespect. ❜
- ❛ What worries me is not your shooting me, because after all, for people like us it’s a natural death. ❜
- ❛ What worries me is that you’ve ended up as bad as they are. ❜
- ❛ It is characteristic of men to deny hunger once their appetites are satisfied. ❜
- ❛ Dying is much more difficult than one imagines. ❜
- ❛ If you have to go crazy, please go crazy all by yourself! ❜
- ❛ We have still not had a death. ❜
- ❛ How awful, the way time passes. ❜
- ❛ You may be in command of your war, but I’m in command of my house. ❜