No matter what you do this year or in the next hundred, you will be dead forever.

The year I turned ninety, I wanted to give myself the gift of a night of wild love with an adolescent virgin.

There is no greater glory than to die for love.

People spend a lifetime thinking abouthow they would really like to live. I asked my friends and no one seems to know very clearly. To me, it's very clear now. I wish my life could have been like the years when I was writing 'Love in the Time of Cholera.'

The fact is that being seductive is an addiction that can never be satisfied.

Perhaps this is what the stories meant when they called somebody heartsick. Your heart and your stomach and your whole insides felt empty and hollow and aching.

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