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 that Macondo forgotten even by the birds, where the dust and the heat had become so strong that it was difficult to breathe, secluded by solitude and love and by the solitude of love in a house where it was almost impossible to sleep because of the noise of the red ants, Aureliano, and Amaranta Úrsula were the only happy beings, and the most happy on the face of the earth.

It was, at last, real life, with my heart safe and condemned to die of happy love in the joyful agony of any day after my hundredth birthday.

Love is not a condition of the spirit but a sign of the zodiac.

He pleaded so much that he lost his voice. His bones began to fill with words.

She had the revelation one Sunday that while the other instruments played for everyone the violen played for her alone .

Life had already given him sufficient reasons for knowing that no defeat was the final one.