In that Macondo forgotten even by the birds, where the dust and the heat had become so strong that it was difficult to breathe, secluded by solitude and love and by the solitude of love in a house where it was almost impossible to sleep because of the noise of the red ants, Aureliano, and Amaranta Úrsula were the only happy beings, and the most happy on the face of the earth.

There was a house at the foot of the tower, close to the thunder of the waves breaking against the cliffs, where love was more intense because it seemed like a shipwreck.

Give me a prejudice and I will move the world.

Disbelief is more resistant than faith because it is sustained by the senses.

Everyone has three lives: a public life, a private life, and a secret life.

The world was reduced to the surface of her skin and her inner self was safe from all bitterness.

Then he made one last effort to search in his heart for the place where his affection had rotted away, and he could not find it.