Explore Quotes by Gabriel Garcia Marquez

One never quite stops believing, some doubt remains forever".

The secret of a good old age is simply an honorable pact with solitude.

She searched the truth with an anguish almost as great as her terrible fear of finding it .

His place was always set at the table, in case he rturned from the dead without warning .

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

That's maybe the reason he does so many things so that he will not have to think .

She had the revelation one Sunday that while the other instruments played for everyone the violen played for her alone .

The weak would never enter the kingdom of love.

opened the door a crack wide enough for the entire world to pass through .

How strange women are.

There's no greater misfortune than dying alone.

Old people, with other old people, are not so old.

Seeing him like this, dressed just for her in so patent a manner, she could not hold back the fiery blush that rose to her face. She was embarrassed when she greeted him, and he was more embarrassed by her embarrassment. The knowledge that they were behaving as if they were sweethearts was even more embarrassing, and the knowledge that they were both embarrassed embarrassed them so much that Captain Samaritano noticed it with a tremor of compassion.

Everything that belonged to her husband made her weep again: his tasseled slippers, his pajamas under the pillow, the space of his absence in the dressing table mirror, his own odor on her skin. A vague thought made her shudder: "The people one loves should take all their things with them when they die.

The only thing worse than bad health is a bad name.

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.

They looked like two children," she told me. And that thought frightened her, because she'd always felt that only children are capable of everything.

Life had already given him sufficient reasons for knowing that no defeat was the final one.

But he could not renounce his infinite capacity for illusion at the very moment he needed it most... he saw fireflies where there were none.

I'll never fall in love again... it's like having two souls at the same time.