Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Gabriel José de la Concordia García Márquez; 6 March 1927 – 17 April 2014) was a Colombian novelist, short-story writer, screenwriter and journalist, known affectionately as Gabo or Gabito throughout Latin America. Considered one of the most significant authors of the 20th century and one of the best in the Spanish language, he was awarded the 1972 Neustadt International Prize for Literature and the 1982 Nobel Prize in Literature. He pursued a self-directed education that resulted in his leaving law...
NationalityColombian
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth6 March 1927
CountryColombia
The weak would never enter the kingdom of love.
She had the revelation one Sunday that while the other instruments played for everyone the violen played for her alone .
Tell him,' the colonel said, smiling, 'that a person doesn’t die when he should but when he can.
Hate and love are reciprocal passions.
and it was always without pretensions of loving or being loved although always in the hope of finding something that resembled love but without the problems of love.
I always had understood that dying of love was mere poetic license.
Fatality makes us invisible.
As I kissed her the heat of her body increased, and it exhaled a wild, untamed fragrance.
He pleaded so much that he lost his voice. His bones began to fill with words.
To all, I would say how mistaken they are when they think that they stop falling in love when they grow old, without knowing that they grow old when they stop falling in love..." Gabriel Garcia Marquez.
For a week I did not take off my mechanic's coverall day or night I did not bathe or shave or brush my teeth because love taught me too late that you groom yourself for someone you dress and perfume yourself for someone and I'd never had anyone to do that for.
A great commotion immobilized her in her center of gravity, planted her in her place, and her defensive will was demolished by the irresistible anxiety to discover what the orange bells and whistles and the invisible globes on the other side of death were like.
It is not that the girl is unfit for everything, it is that she is not of this world.
It was the time when they loved each other best, without hurry or excess, when both were most conscious of and grateful for their incredible victories over adversity.