One Hundred Years of Solitude

so handsome. José Arcadio
looked out the window and
saw him. tremulous in the
light of dawn. He already had
his back to the wall and his
hands were on his hips
because the burning knots in
his armpits would not let him
lower them. A person fucks
himself up so much, Colonel
Aureliano Buendía said.
Fucks himself up so much
just so that six weak fairies
can kill him and he cant do