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Justice ... limps along, but it gets there all the same.
GABRIEL GARCIA MARQUEZ, In Evil Hour
The problem with marriage is that it ends every night after making love, and it must be rebuilt every morning before breakfast.
GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ, Love in the Time of Cholera
The secret of a good old age is simply an honorable pact with solitude.
GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ, One Hundred Years of Solitude
Most fatal diseases had their own specific odor, but ... none was as specific as old age.
GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ, Love in the Time of Cholera
They're all alike ... at first they behave very well, they're obedient and prompt and they don't seem capable of killing a fly, but as soon as their beards appear they go to ruin.
GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ, One Hundred Years of Solitude
Nothing one does in bed is immoral if it helps to perpetuate love.
GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ, Love in the Time of Cholera
Humanity, like armies in the field, advances at the speed of the slowest.
GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ, Love in the Time of Cholera
Time also stumbled and had accidents and could therefore splinter and leave an eternalized fragment.
GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ, One Hundred Years of Solitude
A man should have two wives: one to love and one to sew on his buttons.
GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ, Love in the Time of Cholera
The only everyday and eternal reality was love.
GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ, One Hundred Years of Solitude
Wisdom comes to us when it can no longer do any good.
GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ, Love in the Time of Cholera
The only difference today between Liberals and Conservatives is that the Liberals go to mass at five o' clock and the Conservatives at eight.
GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ, One Hundred Years of Solitude
The world must be all f***ed up when men travel first class and literature goes as freight.
GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ, One Hundred Years of Solitude
All human beings have three lives: public, private, and secret.
GABRIEL GARCIA MARQUEZ, Gabriel Garcia Marquez: A Life
Many displayed in their nudity traces of their past: scars of knife thrusts in the belly, starbursts of guns hot wounds, ridges of the razor cuts of love, Caesarean sections sewn up by butchers. Some of them had their young children with them during the day, those unfortunate fruits of youthful defiance or carelessness, and they took off their children's clothes as soon as they were brought in so they would not feel different in that paradise of nudity.
GABRIEL GARCIA MARQUEZ, Love in the Time of Cholera
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.
GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ, Love in the Time of Cholera
But that afternoon he asked himself, with his infinite capacity for illusion, if such pitiless indifference might not be a subterfuge for hiding the torments of love.
GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ, Love in the Time of Cholera
Human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but ... life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves.
GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ, Love in the Time of Cholera
I do not believe in God, but I am afraid of Him.
GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ, Love in the Time of Cholera
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