One Hundred Years of Solitude tells the story of the rise and fall, birth and death of the mythical town of Macondo through the history of the Buendía family. Inventive, musing, magnetic, sad, and alive with unforgettable men and women – brimming with truth, compassion, and a lyrical magic that strikes the soul – this novel is a masterpiece in the art of fiction – paperback summary, One Hundred Years of Solitude I won’t pretend that I have completely understood this book. I’m a hundred years too early for that. I’ve already had an idea of how profound this book would be when I bought it a couple of weeks ago, after a friend told me that this was a “deep” book. And indeed, reading it is like drowning in a sea of humanity, a humanity infused with such realism and emotions that you feel that they might walk out of the page, alive and sentient.
The one thing that is undeniable with One Hundred Years of Solitutde is the power and beauty of its prose – lyrical, magical and evocative. I'm still stumped by the sheer beauty of the book's words.
What I did understand from this story is essentially this – one can never run away from his family, from who he is. Like the indelible ash crosses of the Aurelianos, blood ties are the ties that bind, something that only a divine being can erase and obliterate. History only serves to repeat itself, in a loop of endless repetitions until time and fate put a stop to it.
The story of Macondo and the Buendía’s is also the testament to the duality of solitude – peaceful and destructive at the same time, its crushing heaviness made palpable by the extraordinary lives of the Buendías.
Storytelling is a gift and Gabriel García Marquez has that gift in overflowing abundance. I can’t wait to read another one of his books, and it can’t be too soon.
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