So I loved One Hundred Years of Solitude.
But I’m reading Love in the Time of Cholera right now and I’m almost done.
I can’t decide if I love it or if I am slightly disgusted by it because besides Leona Cassiani’s rape being played off as “desirable”, which sickens me, and you know, the whole América Vicuña being 14 and under guardianship thing, the whole story strikes me as Florentino Ariza being an extreme case of Nice Guy and Fermina Daza coming around thanks to Nice Guy tactics.
Which is bull fucking shit.
Maybe I’m missing something though. I mean, obviously, Marquez is a master writer and the story is written beautifully, but isn’t that all that it is really?
― Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera
reason why I have to read this book this summer: I love GGM
He allowed himself to be swayed by his conviction that human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but that life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves.