I want to read everything that the man has ever written down, however large or small. Now, after reading Love in the Time of Cholera, all Márquez books have leaped to the forefront of said reading list. While I’ve also had 100 Years of Solitude by Gabriel García Márquez on my to-read list for a while, I hadn’t gotten around to it. Its times like these that I realize I’m really not. I’d like to consider myself a well-read woman. Now, to put things in perspective (which may be necessary), I’ve never read a Gabriel García Márquez book before. Now that I’ve finally sat down, opened the book, and devoured it in three days, reading whenever I had the chance between work and life, I question why in the hell I didn’t read it ages ago. Love in the Time of Cholera is no classic book to hold off on for years and years. It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love. Fifty years, nine months, and four days after he first declared his love for Fermina, he will do so again. Her husband dies at last, and Florentino purposefully attends the funeral. As he rises in his business career he whiles away the years in 622 affairs–yet he reserves his heart for Fermina. When Fermina eventually chooses to marry a wealthy, well-born doctor, Florentino is devastated, but he is a romantic. Synopsis: In their youth, Florentino Ariza and Fermina Daza fall passionately in love. Love In the Time of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
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