It’s enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment.
GABRIEL GARCíA MáRQUEZEven when the winds of misfortune blow, amazing things can still happen.
More Gabriel García Márquez Quotes
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The truth is I’m getting old, I said. We already are old, she said with a sigh. What happens is that you don’t feel it on the inside, but from the outside everybody can see it.
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No medicine cures what happiness cannot.
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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.
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At some point, you no longer feel pain. Sensation disappears and reason is dulled, until you lose all grasp of time and place.
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A true friend is the one who holds your hand and touches your heart.
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Become a better person and be sure to know who you are, before meeting someone new and hoping that person knows who you are.
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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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For those who may be hurting over lost love: Don’t cry because it is over, smile because it happened.
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Just because someone does not love you as you want, it does not mean that you do not love with all his being.
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It is not that the girl is unfit for everything, it is that she is not of this world.
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The more transparent the writing, the more visible the poetry.
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And the two of them loved each other for a long time in silence without making love again.
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opened the door a crack wide enough for the entire world to pass through .
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It is a triumph of life that old people lose their memories of inessential things.
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Wherever they might be they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end.
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