This Soup Tastes Like Windows

They Were So Close To Each Other That They Preferred Death To Separation.

He Who Awaits Much Can Expect Little.

One Never Quite Stops Believing, Some Doubt Remains Forever".

Life In The World... Was Nothing More Than A System Of Atavistic Contracts, Banal Ceremonies, Preordained Words, With Which People Entertained Each Other In Society In Order Not To Commit Murder. The Dominant Sign In That Paradise Of Provincial Frivolity Was Fear Of The Unknown.

Santiago Nasar Had Often Told Me That The Smell Of Closed-in Flowers Had An Immediate Relation To Death For Him.