Sex is the consolation you have when you can’t have love.
GABRIEL GARCíA MáRQUEZAnd it was always without pretensions of loving or being loved although always in the hope of finding something that resembled love but without the problems of love.
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You have to have spent the night at sea, sitting in a life raft and looking at your watch, to know that the night is immeasurably longer than the day.
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Be calm. God awaits you at the door.
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My most important problem was destroying the lines of demarcation that separate what seems real from what seems fantastic.
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What is essential, therefore, is not that you no longer believe, but that God continues to believe in you.
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No medicine cures what happiness cannot.
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I would not have traded the delights of my suffering for anything in the world.
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I would give wings to children, but I would leave it to them to learn how to fly by themselves.
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Nobody is worth crying for, and those that are worth it will not make you cry.
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One of the most difficult things is the first paragraph. I have spent many months on a first paragraph, and once I get it, the rest just comes out very easily.
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This was when she asked him whether it was true that love conquered all, as the songs said. ‘It is true’, he replied, ‘but you would do well not to believe it.
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All my life, I’ve been frightened at the moment I sit down to write.
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One can be in love with several people at the same time, feel the sorrow with each, and not betray any of them.
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The spirit of her invincible heart guided her through the shadows.
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It’s enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment.
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But that afternoon he asked himself, with his infinite capacity for illusion, if such pitiless indifference might not be a subterfuge for hiding the torments of love.
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