He is ugly and sad, but he is all love.

If you love something - let. If it is yours - it will come back. I love you not because of who you are, but for who I am when I'm with you.

[The captain] looked at Florentino Ariza, his invincible power, his intrepid love and was overwhelmed by the belated suspicion that it is life, more than death, that has no limits.

My most important problem was destroying the lines of demarcation that separate what seems real from what seems fantastic.

Fernanda, on the other hand, looked for it in vain along the paths of her everyday itinerary without knowing that the search for lost things is hindered by routine habits and that is why it is so difficult to find them.

In her final years she would still recall the trip that, with the perverse lucidity of nostalgia, became more and more recent in her memory.

What does he say?' he asked. 'He’s very sad,’ Úrsula answered, ‘because he thinks that you’re going to die.' 'Tell him,' the colonel said, smiling, 'that a person doesn’t die when he should but when he can.