Gabriel José de la Concordia García Márquez (March 6, 1927 - April 17, 2014) was a Colombian writer, journalist and social activist He is a representative figure of Latin American magical realism literature, one of the most influential writers of the 20th century, and winner of the 1982 Nobel Prize for Literature. As a gifted novelist who has won widespread acclaim, García Márquez combines realism and fantasy to create a mythical history of Colombia and the entire South American continent in turmoil. His representative works include "One Hundred Years of Solitude" (1967) and "Love in the Time of Cholera" (1985).

Marquez's famous sayings

1. The time of old age is not a horizontal torrent, but a bottomless underground reservoir from which memory is drained. ——"Love in the Time of Cholera"

2. 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. ——"Farewell Letter"

3. Using other people's standards to explain our reality will only make us become more and more unfamiliar, more restricted, and more and more lonely. ——"I'm Not Here to Give a Speech"

4. He was unaware of the subtle yet heartbreaking damage caused by time at home. After being out for such a long time, he had no idea about anyone who had a clear memory. To anyone, this kind of destruction would be considered 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! ——"One Hundred Years of Solitude"

5. 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. ——"Love in the Time of Cholera"

6. Buy a permanent ticket and board a train that never ends. ——"One Hundred Years of Solitude"

7. If we cannot know exactly what role and mission fate has assigned us, we will not be able to continue living. ——"A murder that was publicized in advance"

8. 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? ——"The Colonel to whom no one wrote"

9. I don't wear my hat, lest I have to take it off in front of others. ——"The Colonel No One Writes to Him"

10. No matter where you go, you should remember that the past is false, memories are an endless road, and all past springs are No longer exists, and even the most tenacious and frenzied love is, in the final analysis, nothing more than a fleeting reality. ——"One Hundred Years of Solitude"

11. 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. of. ——"One Hundred Years of Solitude"

12. The love of the soul is above the waist, and the love of the body is below the waist. ——"Love in the Time of Cholera"

13. Every marriage will inevitably encounter the problem of one party cheating. Dealing with this problem always tests the wisdom and courage of the other party.

——"Love in the Time of Cholera"

14. Reality is not something on paper. It is around us, affecting countless lives and deaths every day. It also nourishes never-ending creations full of beauty and misfortune. Source: I, a wandering and homesick Colombian, am just blessed by the goddess of luck. 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. ——"I'm not here to give a speech"

15. If you don't wear new shoes, they will never fit. ——"The Colonel No One Writes to Him"

16. 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 love strong-willed men. The man bowed his head. (www.lz13.cn) Because only such a man can bring them a sense of security, and they crave this sense of security to face the challenges of life. ——"Love in the Time of Cholera"

17. The secret of a happy old age is nothing else but a decent agreement with loneliness. ——"One Hundred Years of Solitude"

18. In fact, everything has been arranged well, and those things that are destined to happen one after another finally lead us to today, Wednesday. Wednesday in Macondo is a good day to bury the devil. ——"Withered Leaves"

19. Life is the most wonderful thing invented by people. ——"The Colonel Who No One Wrote to Him"

20. Gone with the Wind Shared on WeChat A person is not the same when he comes out of his mother's womb. On the contrary, life will force him to be reborn again and again. ——"Love in the Time of Cholera"

21. 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. ——"Love in the Time of Cholera"

22. I travel because I decide to go, not because of my interest in the scenery. ——"Love in the Time of Cholera"

23. 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. ——"Love in the Time of Cholera"

24. 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 time. passage. ——"Love in the Time of Cholera"

25. 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 it The weight of the past. ——"Love in the Time of Cholera"

26. 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 castle she cannot leave behind. Moral scruples, the fact that there is no God who can control her. Make this decision with caution. ——"I'm not here to give a speech"

27. Love is first of all an instinct, "either you will be born with it, or you will never be". ——"Love in the Time of Cholera"

28. 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 and I will never forget you. ——"Farewell Letter"

29. You and death seem to be looking at each other through something, and you have no feelings. Your parents are standing between you. Only when your parents pass away will you face these things head-on. Otherwise, the death you see is very abstract and you don’t know it. 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.

——"One Hundred Years of Solitude"

30. The past is false, memories are a road with no return, and all past springs cannot be restored. Even the most crazy and tenacious love is, in the final analysis, nothing more. This fleeting reality, only loneliness is eternal. ——"One Hundred Years of Solitude"

31. God, if I have a heart, I will write my hatred on the ice and look forward to the sun rising; I will use Van Gogh's dreams on the stars. Draw a poem by Benedetti, 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... - "Farewell Letter"