Everything that goes into my mouth seems to make me fat, everything that comes out of my mouth embarrasses me.
Gabriel Garcia MarquezIn some way impossible to ascertain, after so many years of absense, Jose Arcadio was still an autumnal child, terribly sad and solitary.
Gabriel Garcia MarquezThe only thing he could do to stay alive was not to allow himself the anguish of that memory. He erased it from his mind, although from time to time in the years that were left to him he would feel it revive, with no warning and for no reason, like the sudden pang of an old scar.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez