A Famous Writer Who Wants To Continue

A Lie Is More Comfortable Than Doubt, More Useful Than Love, More Lasting Than Truth.

The Anxiety Of Falling In Love Could Not Find Repose Except In Bed.

The More Transparent The Writing, The More Visible The Poetry.

But He Only Found Her In The Image That Saturated His Private And Terrible Solitude.

Carmelia Montiel, A Twenty-year-old Virgin, Had Just Bathed In Orange-blossom Water And Was Strewing Rosemary Leaves On Pilar Ternera's Bed When The Shot Rang Out. Aureliano José Had Been Destined To Find With Her The Happiness That Amaranta Had Denied Him, To Have Seven Children, And To Die In Her Arms Of Old Age, But The Bullet That Entered His Back And Shattered His Chest Had Been Directed By A Wrong Interpretation Of The Cards.