Top 250 Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez Quotes (2024 Update)
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51. “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.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

52. “The first of the line is tied to a tree and the last is being eaten by the ants .”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

53. “Shame has poor memory.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

54. “Nobody is worth crying for, and those that are worth it will not make you cry.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

55. “He was still too young to know that the heart’s memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good, and that thanks to this artifice we manage to endure the burden of the past.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

56. “How will I ever get out of this labyrinth!”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

57. “The heart’s memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

58. “When one reaches absolute power, one loses total contact with reality.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

59. “Music is important for one’s health.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

60. “It’s much more important to write than to be written about.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

61. “One of the most difficult things is the first paragraph. I have spent many months on a first paragraph, and once I get it, the rest just comes out very easily.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

62. “How strange women are.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

63. “A man should have two wives: one to love and one to sew on his buttons.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

64. “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 consideration she will not ignore at its very root: there is no God worth worrying about.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

65. “A falcon who chases a warlike crane can only hope for a life of pain.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

66. “A true friend is the one who holds your hand and touches your heart.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

67. “A man only has the right to look down at another when he helps him to lift himself up.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

68. “Once again she shuddered with the evidence that time was not passing, as she had just admitted, but that it was turning in a circle.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

69. “He who awaits much can expect little.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

70. “The interpretation of our reality through patterns not our own, serves only to make us ever more unknown, ever less free, ever more solitary.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

71. “Sex is the consolation you have when you can’t have love.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

72. “Caribbean reality resembles the wildest imagination.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

73. “I would not have traded the delights of my suffering for anything in the world.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

74. “Then he made one last effort to search in his heart for the place where his affection had rotted away, and he could not find it.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

75. “It is life, more than death, that has no limits.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

76. “He repeated until his dying day that there was no one with more common sense, no stone cutter more obstinate, no manager more lucid or dangerous, than a poet.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

77. “Even when the winds of misfortune blow, amazing things can still happen.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

78. “He would wake for no reason in the middle of the night, and the memory of the self-absorbed love was revealed to him for what it was: a pitfall of happiness that he despised and desired at the same time, but from which it was impossible to escape.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

79. “Love does not die, when someone gets old, people get old, because they can not love anymore.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

80. “Disbelief is more resistant than faith because it is sustained by the senses.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

81. “A man knows when he is growing old because he begins to look like his father.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

82. “I’ve remained a virgin for you.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

83. “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.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

84. “She let him finish, scratching his head with the tips of her fingers, and without his having revealed that he was weeping from love, she recognized immediately the oldest sobs in the history of man.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

85. “The only Virgos left in the world are people like you who were born in August.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

86. “Ultimately, literature is nothing but carpentry. With both you are working with reality, a material just as hard as wood.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

87. “Hate and love are reciprocal passions.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

88. “She would defend herself, saying that love, no matter what else it might be, was a natural talent. She would say: You are either born knowing how, or you never know.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

89. “Fatality makes us invisible.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

90. “Just because someone does not love you as you want, it does not mean that you do not love with all his being.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

91. “I became aware that the invincible power that has moved the world is unrequited, not happy, love.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

92. “The only thing worse than bad health is a bad name.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

93. “This soup tastes like windows.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

94. “Become a better person and be sure to know who you are, before meeting someone new and hoping that person knows who you are.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

95. “Her heart of compressed ash, which had resisted the most telling blows of daily reality without strain, fell apart with the first waves of nostalgia.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

96. “For they had lived together long enough to know that love was always love, anytime and anyplace, but it was more solid the closer it came to death.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

97. “The anxiety of falling in love could not find repose except in bed.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

98. “As I kissed her the heat of her body increased, and it exhaled a wild, untamed fragrance.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

99. “As a writer I’m merely a journalist who has learned to write better than others.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

100. “At some point, you no longer feel pain. Sensation disappears and reason is dulled, until you lose all grasp of time and place.”

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez