Everything That Goes Into My Mouth Seems

What Matters In Life Is Not What Happens To You But What You Remember And How You Remember It.

He Said That Love Was An Emotion Contra Natura That Condemned Two Strangers To A Base And Unhealthy Dependence, And The More Intense It Was, The More Ephemeral.

He Is Ugly And Sad, But He Is All Love.

The Most Important Thing Paris Gave Me Was A Perspective On Latin America. It Taught Me The Differences Between Latin America And Europe And Among The Latin American Countries Themselves Through The Latins I Met There.

Her First Reaction Was One Of Hope, Because His Eyes Were Open And Shining With A Radiant Light She Had Never Seen There Before. She Prayed To God To Give Him At Least A Moment So That He Would Not Go Without Knowing How Much She Had Love Him Despite All Their Doubts, And She Felt An Irresistible Longing To Begin Life With Him Over Again So That They Could Say What They Had Left Unsaid And Do Everything Right That They Had Done Badly In The Past. But She Had To Give In To The Intransigence Of Death. (love In The Time Of Cholera)