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six inches
12cm!! lol
That was perhaps the only mystery that was never cleared up in Macondo.
Úrsula
Amaranta in the Spanish
Amaranta,
úrsula in the Spanish
There was always someone outside of the chalk circle.
She spent the whole morning looking for a memory of her son in the most hidden corners, but she could find none.
the daguerrotype?
Years later on his deathbed Aureliano Segundo would remember the rainy afternoon in June when he went into the bedroom to meet his first son.
a man who would never have heard talk of war, fighting cocks, bad women, or wild undertakings, four calamities that, according to what Úrsula thought, had determined the downfall of their line.
“I know all of this by heart,” Úrsula would shout. “It’s as if time had turned around and we were back at the beginning.”
years later was cut to pieces by a train after he had fallen asleep on the tracks.
the secret of a good old age is simply an honorable pact with solitude.
“How are you, Colonel?” he asked in passing. “Right here,” he answered.
And he explained in a tone of prostrated resignation: “I had to do it so that the animals would keep on breeding.”
best explanation for cheating ever.
a thunderous champagne and accordion party
they decided not to return to the movies, considering that they already had too many troubles of their own to weep over the acted-out misfortunes of imaginary beings.
a mechanical trick that could not be compared with something so moving, so human, and so full of everyday truth as a band of musicians.
“Look at the mess we’ve got ourselves into,” Colonel Aureliano Buendía said at that time, “just because we invited a gringo to eat some bananas.”
Fernanda, burning with envy, finally accepted the miracle, and for a long time she kept on praying to God to send her back her sheets.
“The only difference today between Liberals and Conservatives is that the Liberals go to mass at five o’clock and the Conservatives at eight.”
She realized that Colonel Aureliano Buendía had not lost his love for the family because he had been hardened by the war, as she had thought before, but that he had never loved anyone,
