Always tell what you feel. Do what you think.

Everything that goes into my mouth seems to make me fat, everything that comes out of my mouth embarrasses me.

Surrealism comes from the reality of Latin America.

There had never been a death so foretold.

Most critics don't realize that a novel like One Hundred Years of Solitude is a bit of a joke, full of signals to close friends; and so, with some pre-ordained right to pontificate they take on the responsibility of decoding the book and risk making terrible fools of themselves.

And nevertheless, when they watched him leave the house, this man they themselves had urged to conquer the world, then they were the ones left with the terror that he would never return. That was their life. Love, if it existed, was something separate: another life.

It was then that she realized that the yellow butterflies preceded the appearances of Mauricio Babilonia.