Marquez's famous sayings of trustworthiness

1. The secret of a happy old age is nothing else but a decent agreement with loneliness.

2. Even if you think your feelings have dried up and you can’t give, there will always be a moment when something can pluck the strings deep in your heart; after all, we are not born to enjoy loneliness.

3. Because I think illusion is just a tool to whitewash reality. But, in the final analysis, the source of creation is always reality. And fantasy, or pure fiction, just like Walt Disney's stuff, is not based on reality and is the most disgusting. I remember one time, I wrote a fairy tale with great interest, named "Ocean of Wasted Years", and I sent you the proof. You told me frankly, as you have in the past, that you did not like the book. You think that illusion, at least to you, is really unintelligible. Your words made me realize, because children don’t like fantasy either, they like imaginary things. The difference between fiction and imagination is the same as the difference between a ventriloquist's puppet and a real person.

4. Reality is not something on paper. It is all around us. It affects countless lives and deaths every day. It also nourishes an inexhaustible source of creation that is full of beauty and misfortune. I am wandering and homesick. The eager Colombians are just lucky. The reality is so incredible that those of us who live in it, whether poets or beggars, warriors or gangsters, do not need much imagination. The biggest challenge is that we cannot use conventional methods to make people believe in our real lives. This, my friends, is the crux of our loneliness.

5. To be honest, if an idea cannot withstand years of discarding, I will never be interested. And if this idea really stands the test, just like I thought about writing "One Hundred Years of Solitude" for fifteen years, "The Decline of the Parent" for sixteen years, and "A Murder that Was Publicized" for three years. If it remains the same for ten years, then the ideas will be mature and I will write them out.

6. She reminded him that weak people can never enter the kingdom of love, because it is a harsh and stingy country, and women will only bow to strong-willed men. Because only such a man can bring them a sense of security, which they crave to face the challenges of life.

7. A writer's extraordinary attempt to depict reality often leads him to view it from a distorted perspective. In trying to deform reality, he will eventually lose contact with it and become locked up in an ivory tower. Journalism is a very good defense against this. That's why I've always wanted to keep doing journalism, because it keeps me in touch with the real world.

8. I think that other writers can write a book when they have an idea or a concept. I always have to have an image first. I think "Tuesday Nap Time" is my best short story. It is about a woman in mourning clothes and a black umbrella who led a little girl also in mourning clothes in a desolate town in the hot sun. Written after running around. "Dead Branches" is about an old man taking his grandson to a funeral. "The Colonel to whom No one wrote" was written based on the image of a man waiting for a ferry at the downtown pier in Barranquilla. The man was silent and anxious. A few years later, I was in Paris waiting for a letter, maybe a money order, and I was just as anxious and anxious as the person I remembered.

9. On a desert island in the morning and in a big city at night. In the morning, I need to be quiet; in the evening, I need to drink some wine and chat with my closest relatives and friends. I always feel the need to stay in touch with people on the streets and keep abreast of the current situation. What I'm saying here is consistent with what William Faulkner meant. It is said that the most perfect home for a writer is Fireworks Willow Alley, where there is silence in the morning and laughter at night.

10. Gone with the Wind Share on WeChat A person does not remain the same when he comes out of his mother's womb. On the contrary, life will force him to be reborn again and again.

11. The time of old age is not a horizontal torrent, but a bottomless underground reservoir from which memory is drained.

12. Spiritual love is above the waist, and physical love is from the waist down.

13. I don’t want to compete with anyone for fame and fortune. It's the same as mountaineers risking their lives to climb a peak, but once they're up, what's the next step? Go down, or try to go down as wisely and as decently as possible.

14. I don’t wear a hat, lest I have to take it off in front of others.

15. Every marriage will inevitably encounter problems such as one party cheating. Dealing with such problems always tests the wisdom and courage of the other party.

16. The word inspiration has given romantic writers a bad reputation. I believe that inspiration is neither a talent nor a gift, but a reconciliation of the perseverance and virtuosity of writers to the themes they strive to express. When a person wants to write something, there will be a mutually restrictive tension between the person and the subject he wants to express, because the writer tries to explore the subject, and the subject tries to set up obstacles. Sometimes, all obstacles will be swept away, all conflicts will be solved, and many things that were never dreamed of in the past will happen. Only then will you feel that writing is the most beautiful thing in life. That's what I consider inspiration.

17. If God rewards me with a life, I will dress simply and lie in the sun, exposing not only my body, but also my soul.

18. Love is first of all an instinct. It is either present at birth or never.

19. You and death seem to be looking at each other through something, and you don’t feel anything. Your parents are standing between you. Only after your parents pass away will you face these things, otherwise you will see Death is very abstract and you don't know. The pressure on you from the death of relatives, friends, neighbors, or generations is not so direct. Parents are a curtain between you and death, blocking you for a while. Your closest people will affect your outlook on life and death.

20. A woman of any age has the unrepeatable beauty she showed at that age. What she lost due to her age was made up for by her character, and she won even more due to her hard work.

21. Tears are fake, sadness is real. In a thousand years, there will be no you and no me.

22. I finished "One Hundred Years of Solitude" in less than two years. But it took me fifteen or sixteen years to conceive of this novel before I sat down at the typewriter to do it.

23. The more power you have, the harder it is to know who is lying to you and who is not. When you reach absolute power, you lose touch with reality, and that's the worst kind of loneliness you can have.

24. No matter where you go, you should remember that the past is false, memories are an endless road, and all past springs no longer exist, even the most tenacious and crazy ones. In the final analysis, love is nothing more than a fleeting reality.

25. Using other people’s standards to explain our reality will only make us become more and more unfamiliar, constrained, and lonely.

26. When I started writing, I had just discovered the mystery of writing, and I was so happy that I hardly thought of any responsibilities I had to bear. I remember that at that time, at two or three o'clock in the morning every day, I could finish my work at the newspaper office and still write four, five, or even ten pages. Sometimes I finish a short story in one sitting.

27. I always believe that there is a special mental state in which you can write with ease and your thoughts flow freely. All the excuses, like you can only write at home, are gone. When you find the right subject and the right way to approach it, that moment and that state of mind seems to arrive. And it can only be something you really like.

28. I travel because I decide to go, not because I am interested in the scenery.

29. When a woman decides to sleep with a man, there is no wall she cannot jump over, no fortress she cannot knock down, and no moral concerns she cannot leave behind. In fact, there are no Live her God. Make this decision with caution.

30. Literature is nothing but carpentry. Both deal with reality, and the material is as hard as wood. Both are full of tricks and tricks. Basically there is very little magic and a lot of hard work involved.

31. Trustworthiness is a treasure and should not be thrown away casually.

32. Life is the most wonderful thing invented by people.

33. If you don’t wear new shoes, they will never fit.

34. Always say what you feel and do what you think! If I knew today would be the last time I would see you sleep, I would hug you warmly and pray to God to watch over your soul. If I knew this was the last time I would see you leave the house, I would give you a hug and a kiss, then call you back and hug and kiss you again. If I knew this was the last time I would hear your voice, I would record your every word so I could listen to it over and over again ad infinitum. If I knew these were the last few minutes I would see you, I would say "I love you" instead of foolishly assuming that you already knew it.

35. In fact, everything has been arranged well, and those things are destined to happen one after another, finally leading us to today, Wednesday. Wednesday in Macondo is a good day to bury the devil.

36. Worldly benefits: security, harmony and happiness. Once these things are added together, they may look like love, but they are almost equal to love. But they are not love after all. Use a tearless sponge to completely erase the memory of him, and let him grow a poppy in the space he occupied in her memory.

37. Because the work I am writing is part of my private life. To be honest, I feel a little pity for writers who talk so much about the plots of their future works in interviews. Because this proves that things are not going smoothly for them, and they want to solve problems that cannot be solved in novel creation in newspapers and periodicals in order to comfort themselves.

38. If a person has to tell lies, he is really at the end of his rope. Before telling lies, have you ever thought about whether you are really at the end of your rope?

39. I started writing by accident, perhaps just to show a friend that my generation could produce writers. From then on, I fell in love with writing and couldn't stop. Later, I actually thought that apart from writing, there was nothing in the world that I loved more.

40. If we cannot know exactly what role and mission destiny has assigned us, we will not be able to continue living.

41. The past is false, and memories are a road with no return. All past springs cannot be restored. Even the most wild and tenacious love is, in the final analysis, nothing more than a fleeting reality. , only loneliness is eternal.

42. He is still too young to know that memories will always erase the bad and exaggerate the good. It is precisely because of this mystery that we can bear the burden of the past.

43. Life is as regular as rust, which makes people both contemptuous and scary, but it is also a kind of protection, making him unaware of the passage of time.

44. An honest lifestyle is actually to act according to the wishes of your body. Eat when you are hungry. You don’t have to lie when you love. When you sleep, you don’t have to pretend to sleep in order to escape the shameful love routine. I finally became the owner of the entire bed, and had it all to myself.

45. There is always a tomorrow. Life gives us another chance to do things well. But if I make a mistake, today is all we have left. I will tell you how much I love you, I will never forget you.

46. Buy a permanent ticket and board a train that never ends. ()

47. I first put a piece of manuscript paper into the typewriter... Yes, I use an electric typewriter. If I make a mistake, if I am not satisfied with the typed words, or if I simply make a typo, whether it is due to my own bad habits, quirks, or excessive caution, I will remove the manuscript paper and replace it with a new one. To write a twelve-page short story, I sometimes use five hundred pages of manuscript paper. That said, I have a weird temperament: I think typing errors equal creative errors, and I can't change this problem.

48. He was unaware of the subtle yet heartbreaking damage time had done at home, which would have seemed to anyone with a clear memory after such a long absence. A disaster. What are you waiting for? Time has passed, so to speak, but not so quickly.

No matter where you go, you should remember that the past is false, memories are an endless road, all past springs have gone and cease to exist, and even the most tenacious and crazy love is nothing more than a Such a fleeting reality!

49. God, if I have a heart, I will write hatred on the ice, and then look forward to the sun rising; I will use Van Gogh's dream to draw a Beneder on the stars. No. 1's poem, and Seret's song will be my serenade to the moon. I will water the roses with my tears to appreciate the pain of the thorns and the kiss of the petals...