Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez RIP

“My heart has more rooms in it than a whore house.” ― Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

I know the feeling.

I loved reading A HUNDRED YEARS OF SOLITUDE.

Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez first opened my eyes to South American literature with his novel from 1967 about his liberal grandfather's house in Columbia. The tale of one family careens through several generations living in "Macondo", a city of mirrors that reflected the world in and about it."

Success is trumped by failure and failure is trumped by resignation to destiny.

Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez triumphed with this novel and like the family in A HUNDRED YEARS OF SOLITUDE he never achieved a greater success.

One is enough for most men and there are few better than A HUNDRED YEARS OF SOLITUDE.

Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez died at the age of 87 in Mexico City.

In the words of former Columbian president Álvaro Uribe Vélez "Master García Márquez, thanks forever, millions of people in the planet fell in love with our nation fascinated with your lines."

Esta la Veritad.