And the cries of the birds and the uproar of the monkeys became more and more remote, and the world became eternally sad. The men on the expedition felt overwhelmed by their most ancient memories in that paradise of dampness and silence, going back to before original sin, as their boots sank into pools of steaming oil and their machetes destroyed bloody lilies and golden salamanders.


One Hundred Years of Solitude (ed. Penguin UK, 2014) - ISBN: 9780241968598

Gabriel García Márquez Quotes

And the cries of the birds and the uproar of the monkeys became more and more remote, and the world became eternally sad. The men on the expedition...

And the cries of the birds and the uproar of the monkeys became more and more remote, and the world became eternally sad. The men on the expedition...

And the cries of the birds and the uproar of the monkeys became more and more remote, and the world became eternally sad. The men on the expedition...

And the cries of the birds and the uproar of the monkeys became more and more remote, and the world became eternally sad. The men on the expedition...