She would not shed a tear, she would not waste the rest of her years simmering in the maggot broth of memory.

A true friend is the one who holds your hand and touches your heart.

He always considered death an unavoidable professional hazard.

The problem with marriage is that it ends every night after making love, and it must be rebuilt every morning before breakfast.

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.

Become a better person and be sure to know who you are, before meeting someone new and hoping that person knows who you are

He sank into the rocking chair, the same one in which Rebecca had sat during the early days of the house to give embroidery lessons, and in which Amaranta had played Chinese checkers with Colonel Gerineldo Marquez, and in which Amarana Ursula had sewn the tiny clothing for the child, and in that flash of lucidity he became aware that he was unable to bear in his soul the crushing weight of so much past.