One Hundred Years of Solitude

the speeches delivered in
front of the house as they
named the street after him.
His eyes grew moist with
indignation, with angry
impotence, and for the first
time since his defeat it pained
him not to have the strength
of youth so that he could
begin a bloody war that
would wipe out the last
vestiges of the Conservative
regime. The echoes of the
homage had not died down