One Hundred Years of Solitude

as his rival, it was Amaranta
Úrsula who ruled in that
paradise of disaster with her
mad genius and her lyrical
voracity, as if she had
concentrated in her love the
unconquerable energy that
her great-great-grandmother
had given to the making of
little candy animals. And yet,
while she was singing with
pleasure and dying with
laughter over her own
inventions, Aureliano was