Surrealism Comes From The Reality Of Latin

In Some Way Impossible To Ascertain, After So Many Years Of Absense, Jose Arcadio Was Still An Autumnal Child, Terribly Sad And Solitary.

In The Beginning, When The World Was New And Nothing Had A Name, My Father Took Me To See The Ice.

He Was Still Too Young To Know That The Heart's Memory Eliminates The Bad And Magnifies The Good, And That Thanks To This Artifice We Manage To Endure The Burden Of The Past.

He Thought That The World Would Make More Rapid Progress Without The Burden Of Old People.

Taught Him The Only Thing He Had To Learn About Love: That Nobody Teaches Life Anything.