How strange women are.

The woman let out an expansive laugh that resounded through the house like a spray of broken glass.

Nobody is worth crying for, and those that are worth it will not make you cry.

Make no mistake: peaceful madmen are ahead of the future.

It is a triumph of life that old people lose their memories of inessential things.

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.

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.