# Quote — Gabriel Garcia Marquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

> Then he [José Arcadio (II)] gave himself over to that hand [Pilar Ternera's], and in a terrible state of exhaustion he let himself be led to a shapeless place where his clothes were taken off and he was heaved about like a sack of potatoes and thrown from one side to the other in a bottomless darkness in which his arms were useless, where it no longer smelled of woman but of ammonia, and where he tried to remember her face and found before him the face of Úrsula, confusedly aware that he was doing something that for a very long time he had wanted to do but that he had imagined could really never be done, not knowing what he was doing because he did not know where his feet were or where his head was, or whose feet or whose head, and feeling that he could no longer resist the glacial rumbling of his kidneys and the air of his intestines, and fear, and the bewildered anxiety to flee and at the same time stay forever and ever in that exasperated silence and that fearful solitude.

- Author: [Gabriel Garcia Marquez](https://www.leafyquotes.com/gabriel-garcia-marquez.md)
- Book: [One Hundred Years of Solitude](https://www.leafyquotes.com/gabriel-garcia-marquez/one-hundred-years-of-solitude.md)
- Page: 40
- Original (es): Entonces se confió a aquella mano, y en un terrible estado de agotamiento se dejó llevar hasta un lugar sin formas donde le quitaron la ropa y lo zarandearon como un costal de papas y lo voltearon al derecho y al revés, en una oscuridad insondable en la que le sobraban los brazos, donde ya no olía más a mujer, sino a amoníaco, y donde trataba de acordarse del rostro de ella y se encontraba con el rostro de Úrsula, confusamente consciente de que estaba haciendo algo que desde hacía mucho tiempo deseaba que se pudiera hacer, pero que nunca se había imaginado que en realidad se pudiera hacer, sin saber cómo lo estaba haciendo porque no sabía imaginado que en realidad se pudiera hacer, sin saber cómo lo estaba haciendo porque no sabía dónde estaban los pies y dónde la cabeza, ni los pies de quién ni la cabeza de quién, y sintiendo que no podía resistir más el rumor glacial de sus riñones y el aire de sus tripas, y el miedo, y el ansia atolondrada de huir al mismo tiempo de quedarse para siempre en aquel silencio exasperado y aquella soledad espantosa.
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- Quote page: https://www.leafyquotes.com/gabriel-garcia-marquez/one-hundred-years-of-solitude/then-he-jose

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> When the pirate Sir Francis Drake attacked Riohacha in the sixteenth century, Úrsula Iguarán's great-great-grandmother became so frightened with the ringing of alarm bells and the firing of cannons that she lost control of her nerves and sat down on a lighted stove. The burns changed her into a useless wife for the rest of her days. [ . . . ] Her husband, an Aragonese merchant by whom she had two children, spent half the value of his store on medicines and pastimes in an attempt to alleviate her terror. Finally he sold the business and took the family to live far from the sea in a settlement of peaceful Indians [ . . . ] Several centuries later the great-great-grandson of the native-born planter married the great-great-granddaughter of the Aragonese. Therefore, every time that Úrsula became exercised over her husband’s mad ideas, she would leap back over three hundred years of fate and curse the day that Sir Francis Drake had attacked Riohacha.

p. 30 — [Quote page](https://www.leafyquotes.com/gabriel-garcia-marquez/one-hundred-years-of-solitude/when-the-pirate.md)

> Aureliano gave her a look that wrapped her in an atmosphere of uncertainty.
>
> "Somebody is coming," he told her.
>
> Úrsula, as she did whenever he made a prediction, tried to break it down with her housewifely logic. It was normal for someone to be coming.

p. 55 — [Quote page](https://www.leafyquotes.com/gabriel-garcia-marquez/one-hundred-years-of-solitude/aureliano-gave-her.md)