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The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they might be related to one another in ways frowned on by the Old Testament.

The world advances. Yes, I said, progress, but circling around the sun.

Florentino Ariza wrote everything with so much passion that even official documents seem to be about love. His bills of lading were rhymed no matter how he tried to avoid it, and routine business...

Remember that everything that is good, whatever it's origin, comes from the holy spirit.

The audacious telegraph operator took the flower from his buttonhole and said to her: I give you my life in this rose.

I told your daughter that she is like a rose. True enough, said Lorenzo Daza but one with too many thorns.

They were two happy lovers among the crowd, and they came to suspect that love could be a feeling that was more relaxing and deep than the happiness, wild but momentary, of their secret nights.

Then she told him to look in the bedroom and Aureliano Segundo saw the mule. Its skin was clinging to its bones like that of its mistress, but it was just as alive and resolute as she. Petra Cotes had...

But power - like love - is double-edged: it is exercised and it is suffered.

One never quite stops believing,' said the Marquis. 'Some doubt remains forever.' Abrenuncio understood. He had always thought that ceasing to believe caused a permanent scar in the place where one's...

We are the orphans of our son.

I had always thought that dying of love was nothing more than poetic license. That afternoon, returning home, again, without the cat and without her, I realized that not only was it possible, but that...

Science has eliminated distance.

Give me a bias and I will move the world.

It was simply a way of giving herself some relief, because actually they were joined till death by a bond that was more solid than love: a common prick of conscience.

There's no greater misfortune than dying alone.

The Bishop blessed him and helped him to his feet."May God have mercy on you," he said. And erased him from his heart.

Memories have ways of becoming independent of the reality they evoke. They can soften us against those we were deeply hurt by or they can make us resent those we once accepted and loved...

You get a strange feeling when you're about to leave a place, I told him, like you'll not only miss the people you love but you'll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because...

We men are the miserable slaves of prejudice

She seemed to him so beautiful, so seductive, so different from common people that he did not understand why no one was as moved as he was by the castanet song of her heels on the cobblestones of the...

I returned home tormented by the little demon who whispers into our ear the devastating replies we didn't give at the right time

The only thing that hurts me about dying is that it's not about love.

Empathy lies at the heart of , like so many other great novels--the biggest sin is to be blind to others' problems and pains. Not seeing them means denying their existence.

It takes courage to die for a cause, but also to live for one.

Because solitude had made a selection in her memory and had burned the dimming piles of nostalgic waste that life had accumulated in her heart, and had purified, magnified, and eternalized the others,...

{Asked to explain the defeat, Adams put it succinctly: "In general, our Generals were out generalled."} Washington

He finished shaving by touch, still walking around the room, for he tried to see himself in the mirror as little as possible so he would not have to look into his own eyes.

When I stand and contemplate my fate and see the path along which you have led me, I reach my end, for artless I surrendered to one who is my undoing and my end.

just as real events are forgotten, some that never were can be in our memories as if they had happened.

We men are the slaves of prejudice,' he had once said to her. 'But when a woman decides to sleep with a man, there is no wall she will not scale, no fortress she will not destroy, no moral...

Today, when I saw you, I realized that what is between us is nothing more than an illusion.

the full fury of his storming countenance with its rugged overhang of gullied forehead and huge crag of a humpbacked nose that came charging out of his face wrathfully like a Big Ten fullback.