Gabriel García Márquez: Cytaty po angielsku (strona 3)

“and both of them remained floating in an empty universe where the only everyday & eternal reality was love…”

“Fiction was invented the day Jonah arrived home and told his wife that he was three days late because he had been swallowed by a whale..”

“Be calm. God awaits you at the door.”

“The adolescents of my generation, greedy for life, forgot in body and soul about their hopes for the future until reality taught them that tomorrow was not what they had dreamed, and they discovered nostalgia.”

“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.”

“He really had been through death, but he had returned because he could not bear the solitude.”

“Age isn't how old you are but how old you feel.”

“Only God knows how much I love you.”

“She knew that he loved her above all else, more than anything in the world, but only for his own sake.”

“Crazy people are not crazy if one accepts their reasoning.”

“She had never imagined that curiosty was one of the many masks of love.”

“Wherever they might be they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end.”

“Cease, cows, life is short.”

“Never stop smiling not even when you're sad, someone might fall in love with your smile.”

“Always tell what you feel. Do what you think…”

“She would not shed a tear, she would not waste the rest of her years simmering in the maggot broth of memory.”

“She discovered with great delight that one does not love one's children just because they are one's children but because of the friendship formed while raising them.”

“Intrigued by that enigma, he dug so deeply into her sentiments that in search of interest he found love, because by trying to make her love him he ended up falling in love with her.”

“But that afternoon he asked himself, with his infinite capacity for illusion, if such pitiless indifference might not be a subterfuge for hiding the torments of love.”