It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love.
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 MarquezFiction was invented the day Jonas arrived home and told his wife that he was three days late because he had been swallowed by a whale.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez