Gabriel García Márquez
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If for a moment God would forget that I am a rag doll and give me a scrap of life, possibly I would not say
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Gabriel García Márquez Biography
Gabriel José de la Concordia García Márquez (born March 6, 1927) is a Colombian novelist, short-story writer, screenwriter and journalist, known affectionately as Gabo throughout Latin America. Considered one of the most significant authors of the 20th century, he was awarded the 1972 Neustadt International Prize for Literature and the 1982 Nobel Prize in Literature, and is the earliest remaining living recipient.1 He pursued a self-directed education that resulted in his leaving law school for a career in journalism. From early on, he showed no inhibitions in his criticism of Colombian and foreign politics. In 1958, he married Mercedes Barcha; they have two sons, Rodrigo and Gonzalo. He started as a journalist, and has written many acclaimed non-fiction works and short stories, but is best known for his novels, such as One Hundred Years of Solitude (1967) and Love in the Time of Cholera (1985). His works have achieved significant critical acclaim and widespread commercial success, most notably for popularizing a literary style labeled as magic realism, which uses magical elements and events in otherwise ordinary and realistic situations. Some of his works are set in a fictional village called Macondo (the town mainly inspired by his birthplace Aracataca), and most of them express the theme of solitude.)
The Best Poem Of Gabriel García Márquez
The Puppet
If for a moment God would forget that I am a rag doll and give me a scrap of life, possibly I would not say everything that I think, but I would definitely think everything that I say.
I would value things not for how much they are worth but rather for what they mean.
I would sleep little, dream more. I know that for each minute that we close our eyes we lose sixty seconds of light.
I would walk when the others loiter; I would awaken when the others sleep.
I would listen when the others speak, and how I would enjoy a good chocolate ice cream.
If God would bestow on me a scrap of life, I would dress simply, I would throw myself flat under the sun, exposing not only my body but also my soul.
My God, if I had a heart, I would write my hatred on ice and wait for the sun to come out. With a dream of Van Gogh I would paint on the stars a poem by Benedetti, and a song by Serrat would be my serenade to the moon.
With my tears I would water the roses, to feel the pain of their thorns and the incarnated kiss of their petals…My God, if I only had a scrap of life…
I wouldn't let a single day go by without saying to people I love, that I love them.
I would convince each woman or man that they are my favourites and I would live in love with love.
I would prove to the men how mistaken they are in thinking that they no longer fall in love when they grow old-not knowing that they grow old when they stop falling in love. To a child I would give wings, but I would let him learn how to fly by himself. To the old I would teach that death comes not with old age but with forgetting. I have learned so much from you men….
I have learned that everybody wants to live at the top of the mountain without realizing that true happiness lies in the way we climb the slope.
I have learned that when a newborn first squeezes his father's finger in his tiny fist, he has caught him forever.
I have learned that a man only has the right to look down on another man when it is to help him to stand up. I have learned so many things from you, but in the end most of it will be no use because when they put me inside that suitcase, unfortunately I will be dying.
translated by Matthew Taylor and Rosa Arelis Taylor
Gabriel García Márquez Comments
Gabo is one of my favorite authors. His unique genre of magic realism oftentimes released my imagination to wander with wonder. I feel Gabo's style of writing expressed occasional poetic outbursts - outbursts that were akin to epiphanies striking his pen like lightning. My favorite Gabo quote is from Love in the Time of Cholera: He repeated until his dying day that there was no one with more common sense, no stonecutter more obstinate, no manager more lucid or dangerous, than a poet.”
Gabriel García Márquez Quotes
A man knows when he is growing old because he begins to look like his father.
Necessity has the face of a dog.
A person doesn't die when he should but when he can.
Injections ... are the best thing ever invented for feeding doctors.
The problem with marriage is that it ends every night after making love, and it must be rebuilt every morning before breakfast.
Justice ... limps along, but it gets there all the same.
Ultimately, literature is nothing but carpentry. With both you are working with reality, a material just as hard as wood.
He repeated until his dying day that there was no one with more common sense, no stonecutter more obstinate, no manager more lucid or dangerous, than a poet.
She discovered with great delight that one does not love one's children just because they are one's children but because of the friendship formed while raising them.
The world must be all fucked up when men travel first class and literature goes as freight.
An early-rising man ... a good spouse but a bad husband.
No, not rich. I am a poor man with money, which is not the same thing.
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4/19/2024 5:37:51 PM # 1.0.0.1119
never heard of poems written by G.G. Marquez.. why don't you post a few of them..?