The rain would not have bothered Fernanda, after all, her whole life had been spent as if it were raining.
Gabriel Garcia MarquezThere was no sleeper more elegant than she, with her curved body posed for a dance and her hand across her forehead, but there was also no one more ferocious when anyone disturbed the sensuality of her thinking she was still asleep when she no longer was.
Gabriel Garcia MarquezHe thought about his people without sentimentality, with a strict closing of his accounts with life, beginning to understand how much he really loved the people he hated most.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez