100 Years of Solitude


I find myself thinking about this book often and for no clear real or special reason. Sometimes I’ll realize that I have been thinking about it for a very long time. It always leaves me quiet with a nearly inexpressible sense of sadness, and a sense of excitement, gratitude, and wonder. I think no book could ever have a better ending, and it’s still the best book I have ever read. I feel I must read this book again.