I must warn you that the books I like are not necessarily the ones I think are the best. I like them for various reasons not always easy to explain. Gabriel Garcia Marquez More Quotes by Gabriel Garcia Marquez More Quotes From Gabriel Garcia Marquez Very well, I will marry you if you promise not to make me eat eggplant. Gabriel Garcia Marquez eggplantfoodpromise I do not believe there is a method better than Montessori for making children sensitive to the beauties of the world and awakening their curiosity regarding the secrets of life. Gabriel Garcia Marquez secretbelievechildren 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 Garcia Marquez natural-talentknowinglove She was a ghost in a strange house that overnight had become immense and solitary and through which she wandered without purpose, asking herself in anguish which one of them was deader: the man who had died or the woman he had left behind. Gabriel Garcia Marquez askinghousemen He said that people who loved [animals] to excess were capable of the worst cruelties toward human beings. He said that dogs were not loyal but servile, that cats were opportunists and traitors, that peacocks were heralds of death, that macaws were simply decorative annoyances, that rabbits fomented greed, that monkeys carried the fever of lust, and that roosters were damned because they had been complicit in the three denials of Christ. Gabriel Garcia Marquez catdoganimal Her first reaction was one of hope, because his eyes were open and shining with a radiant light she had never seen there before. She prayed to God to give him at least a moment so that he would not go without knowing how much she had love him despite all their doubts, and she felt an irresistible longing to begin life with him over again so that they could say what they had left unsaid and do everything right that they had done badly in the past. But she had to give in to the intransigence of death. (Love in the Time of Cholera) Gabriel Garcia Marquez lighteyepast A man knows when he is growing old because he begins to look like his father. Gabriel Garcia Marquez fathers-daydadmen Time was not passing...it was turning in a circle. Gabriel Garcia Marquez passing-itpassingcircles When I wake up," he said, "remind me that I'm going to marry her. Gabriel Garcia Marquez wake-upsaidlove Sex is the consolation you have when you can't have love. Gabriel Garcia Marquez disappointmentlovesex Invulnerable to time, dedicated to the messianic happiness of thinking for us, knowing that we knew that he would not take any decision for us that did not have our measure, for he had not survived everything because of his inconceivable courage or his infinite prudence but because he was the only one among us who knew the real size of our destiny. Gabriel Garcia Marquez autumndestinyreal Old people, with other old people, are not so old. Gabriel Garcia Marquez old-peoplepeople and the two of them loved each other for a long time in silence without making love again. Gabriel Garcia Marquez silencetwolong One minute of reconciliation is worth more than a whole life of friendship! Gabriel Garcia Marquez one-hundred-years-of-solitudeforgive-and-forgetminutes There is no greater glory than to die for love. Gabriel Garcia Marquez choleragloryromantic The people one loves should take all their things with them when they die. Gabriel Garcia Marquez one-loveshouldpeople Unfortunately many young writers are more concerned with fame than with their own work... It's much more important to write than to be written about. Gabriel Garcia Marquez young-writersimportantwriting When one reaches absolute power, one loses total contact with reality. Gabriel Garcia Marquez contactpowerreality 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 Garcia Marquez enoughtogetherlong Just imagine, a cow on the balcony of the nation, what an awful thing, what a shitty country. Gabriel Garcia Marquez autumncowscountry