My rating: 4 of 5 stars
The time has come when I start feeling differently about this book. No, I did not read it again. Quite the contrary. But suddenly the smell of bitter almonds that feels like unrequited love and the story of Florentino Ariza's undying love for Fermina Daza despite countless affairs with other women, (365 to be precise) makes some sense.
It takes a lot more than finishing this book to understand it completely. A painful tragedy is one. A real-life love story or merely "the idea of being in love with someone" is another. A desperate desire for something is the third. I don't know which one it was for me but a few things that finally became clear to me after three years are:
1. Love DOES feel like Cholera. You feel nauseous, feverish and even demented sometimes.
2. When you finally get what you've ALWAYS desired, you get the feeling that everything you did before this was unreal, useless and irrelevant. The past seems like a dream and only the present matters because the present is a dream that has come true.
3. No body makes more sense than Gabriel García Márquez, who is clearly a genius and it's a privilege to even be alive under the same skies as this man!
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