ONE HUNDRED YEARS OF SOLITUDE BY GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ; “WHEREVER THEY MIGHT BE THEY ALWAYS REMEMBER THAT THE PAST WAS A LIE, THAT MEMORY HAS NO RETURN, THAT EVERY SPRING GONE BY COULD NEVER BE RECOVERED, AND THAT THE WILDEST AND MOST TENACIOUS LOVE WAS AN EPHEMERAL TRUTH IN THE END.”