An artisan without memories, whose only dream was to die of fatigue in the oblivion and misery of his little gold fishes.
Gabriel Garcia MarquezIt 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.
Gabriel Garcia MarquezA man only has the right to look down at another when he helps him to lift himself up.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez