One Hundred Years of Solitude

reached Rome, continued
nourishing the legend of
theology and canon law so as
not to jeopardize the fabulous
inheritance of which his
mothers delirious letters
spoke and which would
rescue him from the misery
and sordidness he shared with
two friends in a Trastevere
garret. When he received
Fernandas last letter, dictated
by the foreboding of
imminent death, he put the