Most critics don't realize that a novel like One Hundred Years of Solitude is a bit of a joke, full of signals to close friends; and so, with some pre-ordained right to pontificate they take on the responsibility of decoding the book and risk making terrible fools of themselves.

Nobody deserves your tears, but whoever deserves them will not make you cry.

Justice limps along, but gets there all the same.

Unfortunately many young writers are more concerned with fame than with their own work... It's much more important to write than to be written about.

Amputees suffer pains, cramps, itches in the leg that is no longer there. That is how she felt without him, feeling his presence where he no longer was.

Do not allow me to forget you

It is a triumph of life that old people lose their memories of inessential things.