I don't know who said that novelists read the novels of others only to figure out how they are written. I believe it's true. We aren't satisfied with the secrets exposed on the surface of the page: we turn the book around to find the seams.
Gabriel Garcia MarquezAureliano not only understood by then, he also lived his brotherโs 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: โWhat does it feel like?โ Josรฉ Arcadio gave an immediate reply: โItโs like an earthquake.
Gabriel Garcia MarquezHe would wake for no reason in the middle of the night, and the memory of the self-absorbed love was revealed to him for what it was: a pitfall of happiness that he despised and desired at the same time, but from which it was impossible to escape.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez