One Hundred Years of Solitude

God. That victory, along with
other actions that were
initiated during the following
months, drew the colorless
José Arcadio Segundo out of
his anonymity, for people had
been accustomed to say that
he was only good for filling
up the town with French
whores. With the same
impulsive decision with
which he had auctioned off
his fighting cocks in order to
organize a harebrained boat