Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice.
From One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
The first book that truly haunted me. I still have passages of it memorized :)
I absolutely love your tumblr, by the way. I come from a community where for a lot of people it’s a miracle if you graduate high school, let alone actually read beautiful literature for the joy of it, so this tumblr is wonderful. As my grandmother (who, as soon as I could spell words of up to 2 syllables, gave me Jane Eyre to read) would put it, this is bloody marvelous. Thanks so much! :)
