Age Isn't How Old You Are But

Humanity, Like Armies In The Field, Advances At The Speed Of The Slowest.

I'll Never Fall In Love Again... It's Like Having Two Souls At The Same Time.

All Human Beings Have Three Lives: Public, Private, And Secret.

How Strange Women Are.

The House Became Full Of Love. Aureliano Expressed It In Poetry That Had No Beginning And No End. He Would Write It On The Harsh Pieces Of Parchment That Melquiades Gave Him, On The Bathroom Walls, On The Skin Of His Arms, And In All Of It Remedios Would Appear Transfigured: Remedios In The Soporific Air Of Two In The Afternoon, Remedios In The Soft Breath Of The Roses, Remedios In The Water-clock Secrets Of The Moths, Remedios In The Steaming Morning Bread, Remedios Everywhere And Remedios Forever.