In that way the long-awaited visit, for which both had prepared questions and had even anticipated answers, was once more the usual everyday conversation.

There's no greater misfortune than dying alone.

This was his world, he said to himself, the sad, oppressive world that God had provided for him, and he was responsible to it.

I discovered the miracle that all things that sound are music, including the dishes and silverware in the dishwasher, as long as they fulfill the illusion of showing us where life is heading.

What does he say?' he asked. 'He’s very sad,’ Úrsula answered, ‘because he thinks that you’re going to die.' 'Tell him,' the colonel said, smiling, 'that a person doesn’t die when he should but when he can.

The rain would not have bothered Fernanda, after all, her whole life had been spent as if it were raining.

Time was not passing...it was turning in a circle.