One Hundred Years of Solitude

you are. They went off in a
troop, preceded by a band of
musicians and shooting off
fireworks, and they left
behind in the town an
impression that the Buendía
line had enough seed for
many centuries. Aureliano
Triste, with the cross of ashes
on his forehead, set up on the
edge of town the ice factory
that José Arcadio Buendía
had dreamed of in his
inventive delirium.