One Hundred Years of Solitude

It was then that she
understood the vicious circle
of Colonel Aureliano
Buendías little gold fishes.
The world was reduced to the
surface of her skin and her
inner self was safe from all
bitterness. It pained her not to
have had that revelation many
years before when it had still
been possible to purify
memories and reconstruct the
universe under a new light
and evoke without trembling