The Honduran crisis seems to end
"If you are to give birth to iguanas, we will raise iguanas," he said. But there will be no more deaths in this town because of you. (page 11)
"What do you think?" Jose Arcadio sincerely replied, "Dog shit. (page 14)
"We don't send papers in this town," he said without losing his temper. And for you to know at once, we do not need any corregidor because there is nothing to correct here. (page 25)
Father Nicanor raised his hand and all four legs of the chair landed at the same time.
-nego -He said-. Factum hoc existentiam Dei probat sine dubio. (page 36)
"You are not liberal or anything," Aureliano told him without getting upset. You are nothing but a butcher.
"In that case," replied the doctor with equal calm, "give me the bottle again." You do not need it any more. (page 43)
"No nonsense," Aureliano said. It's war. And do not tell me again Aurelito, that I am already Colonel Aureliano Buendia. (page 44)
"That's where we leave Macondo for you," was all he said to Arcadio before leaving. We leave it well for you, make sure we find it better. (page 45)
"I am the mother of Colonel Aureliano Buendia," it announced. The sentries blocked him. (page 52)
"I demand that the sentence be done in Macondo," he said. The president of the court was disgusted.
"Do not be alive, Buendía," he said. It's a ploy to save time. (page 54)
"We've lost it forever," cried Ursula as she read it. That way Christmas will happen at the end of the world. (page 61)
His laziness was so serious that when he was announced of the arrival of a commission from his party authorized to discuss the crossroads of the war, he rolled over in his hammock without fully awakening.
"Take them to the whores," he said. (page 70)
"You will not see me," Colonel Aureliano Buendia said. Put your shoes on and help me end this fucking war. (page 71)
———- This is a bit tiring, sometimes it seems that life is a novel. How about we take a jump.
"Blessed are you who know," he answered. I, for one, only now realize that I am fighting for pride. (page 173)
"Colonel," said another of his officers, "you still have time to look good." Undeterred, Colonel Aureliano Buendía signed the first copy. (Page 173)
Taken sequentially from the book "One Hundred Years of Solitude”. Any similarities to real characters are only harbingers of Don Gabriel or mere coincidence.