Just imagine, a cow on the balcony of the nation, what an awful thing, what a shitty country.

wisdom comes to us when it can no longer do any good.

Aureliano not only understood by then, he also lived his brother’s experiences as something of his own, for on one occasion when the latter was explaining in great detail the mechanism of love, he interrupted him to ask: “What does it feel like?” José Arcadio gave an immediate reply: “It’s like an earthquake.

Caribbean reality resembles the wildest imagination.

Fame invades your private life. It takes away from the time that you spend with friends, and the time that you can work. It tends to isolate you from the real world.

An artisan without memories, whose only dream was to die of fatigue in the oblivion and misery of his little gold fishes.

As a writer I'm merely a journalist who has learned to write better than others.