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Saturday, April 21, 2007

Quotes from Love in the Time of Cholera

I'm moving slowly on this book, but wanted to add some quotes that I liked for anyone who might be watching the blog. A lot of the passages that I liked, I liked not because of what they said, but how they said it. A big part of that was the descriptiveness of them - they are all long, so I won't put a lot of them (or none of them) here (I think that's why this book is a slower read and why it's better enjoyed with long periods of reading rather than short bursts).:

Speaking of Dr. Juvenal Urbino and Fermina Daza - "...they were not capable of living for even an instant without the other, or without thinking about the other, and that capacity diminished as their age increased."

And - "...if they had learned anything together, it was that wisdom comes to us when it can no longer to any good."

And later - "...they both reached the same wise conclusion by different paths:...and nothing in this world was more difficult than love."

And finally - "In the end they knew each other so well that by the time they had been married for thirty years they were like a single divide dbeing, and they felt uncomfortable at the frequency with which they guessed each other's thoughts without intending to, or the ridiculous accident of one of them anticipating in public what the other was going to say...."

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At 12:04 PM, Blogger Dale said...

Here are some of my favorites:

"On the other hand, Florentino Ariza was very taken with the charms of nudity, and she removed his clothes with sure delight as soon as she closed the door, not even giving him time to greet her, or to take off his hat or his glasses, kissing him and letting him kiss her with sharp-toothed kisses, unfastening his clothes from bottom to top, first the buttons of his fly, one by one after each kiss, then his belt buckle, and at the last his vest and shirt, until he was like a live fish that had been slit open from head to tail."


"He distrusted the sensual type, the ones who looked as if they could eat an alligator raw and tended to be the most passive in bed. The type he preferred was just the opposite: those skinny little tadpoles that no one bothered to turn around and look at in the street, who seemed to disappear when they took off their clothes, who made you feel sorry for them when their bones cracked at the first impact, and yet who could leave the man who bragged the most about his virility ready for the trashcan."

 
At 6:11 PM, Blogger JayC said...

Here are a few from me... :-)

“It was an immortal portrait. When Hildebranda died on the ranch at Flores de Maria, when she was almost one hundred years old, they found her copy locked in the bedroom closet, hidden among the folds of the perfumed sheets along with the fossil of a thought in a letter that had faded with time.” (and this wasn’t even about one of the major characters!)

“any man would have been satisfied with only the crumbs of the tenderness that she lavished on her son.”

“…never again would he abandon the city of Fermina Daza.” (powerful)

“…both of them negotiated the world with so much fluidity that they seemed to float above the pitfalls of reality.”

“the best years of his childhood had been spent in the galley slavery of piano lessons…” (substitute violin and I'm right there with him!)

“…she was the absolute monarch of a vast empire of happiness…” (wow)

this book was a goldmine of memorable quotations; I could list a hundred more!

 

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