One Hundred Years of Solitude

with the more he sold in order
to satisfy an exasperating
vicious circle. Actually, what
interested him was not the
business but the work. He
needed so much
concentration to link scales,
fit minute rubies into the
eyes, laminate gills, and put
on fins that there was not the
smallest empty moment left
for him to fill with his
disillusionment of the war. So
absorbing was the attention