One Hundred Years of Solitude

why. The adolescent mulatto girl, with her small bitchs teats, was naked on the bed. Before Aureliano si ...

squeezed it, twisting it at the ends until it regained its natural weight. They turned over the ...

resist the urgent need to expel the weight of his bowels. When the girl finished fixing up the bed and to ...

undressed, tormented by shame, unable to get rid of the idea that-his nakedness could not stand ...

because of an immeasurable exhaustion. Two years before, far away from there, she had fallen asleep without putti ...

the burned house. According to the girls calculations, she still had ten years of seventy men per night, ...

could not sleep, thinking about the girl, with a mixture of desire and pity. He felt an irresistible ...

when he reached Catarinos store, the girl had left town. Time mitigated his mad proposal, but it ag ...

in Macondo, and he left the daguerreotype laboratory to the fantasies of José Arcadio Buendía who had res ...

supposition of His existence. Melquíades got deeper into his interpretations of Nostradamus. He would stay up ...

there was no trace remaining of the race of the Buendía. Its a mistake, José Arcadio Buendía thundered. ...

turning out baskets and more baskets of bread and a prodigious variety of puddings, meringues, and cookies, ...

courtyard while the Indian woman helped her sweeten the dough and she saw two unknown and b ...

them a new place in the world. Rebeca, contrary to what might have been expected, was the ...

tightness of her dead grandmother. Next to them, although he was already revealing the physical ...

children, and that they would be obliged to scatter for lack of space. Then she took out the money she ...

places where the family could sit with all of their guests, nine bedrooms with windows on the cour ...

there would never be a lack of food in the house. She had baths built is the courtyard in the shade of ...

if she had contracted her husbands hallucinating fever, Úrsula fixed the position of light and heat ...

everywhere with its dull rattle. In that discomfort, breathing quicklime and tar, no one could se ...