He is ugly and sad... but he is all love. - Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera
"He is ugly and sad... but he is all love."
"He is ugly and sad... but he is all love."
"One could be happy not only without love, but despite it."
"He recognized her despite the uproar, through his tears of unrepeatable sorrow at dying without her, and he looked at her for the last and final time with eyes more luminous, more grief-stricken, more grateful than she had ever seen them in half a century of a shared life, and he managed to say to her with his last breath: “Only God knows how much I loved you"
"wisdom comes to us when it can no longer do any good."
"Age has no reality except in the physical world. The essence of a human being is resistant to the passage of time. Our inner lives are eternal, which is to say that our spirits remain as youthful and vigorous as when we were in full bloom. Think of love as a state of grace, not the means to anything, but the alpha and omega. An end in itself."
"and the two of them loved each other for a long time in silence without making love again."