The adolescents of my generation, greedy for life, forgot in body and soul about their hopes for the future until reality taught them that tomorrow was not what they had dreamed, and they discovered nostalgia.

I plead youth as a mitigating circumstance.

Don't let yourself die without knowing the wonder of fucking with love.

Let's forget about each other forever," she told him. "we're too old for this sort of thing now.

The world was reduced to the surface of her skin and her inner self was safe from all bitterness.

The only convincing document he could write was a love letter.

On the morning that they were going to kill him, Santiago Nasar got up at five-thirty in the morning to wait for the boat bishop was coming on.