One Hundred Years of Solitude

his mind to make the situation
public because he was a man
apart. He promised to follow
her to the ends of the earth,
but only later on, when he put
his affairs in order, and she
had become tired of waiting
for him, always identifying
him with the tall and short,
blond and brunet men that her
cards promised from land and
sea within three days, three
months, or three years. With
her waiting she had lost the