If you're going to be a writer you have to be one of the great ones... After all, there are better ways to starve to death.

I have waited for this opportunity for more than half a century, to repeat to you once again my vow of eternal fidelity and everlasting love.

In some way impossible to ascertain, after so many years of absense, Jose Arcadio was still an autumnal child, terribly sad and solitary.

It was also her nature that caused her letters to avoid emotional pitfalls and confine themselves to relating the events of her daily life in the utilitarian style of a ship's log. In reality they were distracted letters, intended to keep the coals alive without putting her hand in the fire, while Florentino Ariza burned himself alive in every line.

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

There is always something left to love.

Become a better person and be sure to know who you are, before meeting someone new and hoping that person knows who you are