A great man died today. Gabriel García Márquez gave the world some amazing stories—stories filled with imagination and poignancy, that blurred the line between human reality and the fantastically impossible.
The New York Times shares:
The Magus of magical realism, Gabriel García Márquez — who died on Thursday at his home in Mexico City, at the age of 87 — used his fecund imagination and exuberant sleight of hand to conjure the miraculous in his fiction: plagues of insomnia and forgetfulness, a cluster of magical grapes containing the secret of death, an all-night rain of yellow blossoms, a swamp of lilies oozing blood, a Spanish galleon marooned in a Latin American jungle, cattle born bearing the brand of their owner. (read more)
While I can’t call One Hundred Years of Solitude or Love in the Time of Cholera my absolute favorite books, those stories captured my imagination and stuck with me far longer than most, and they left their mark on our culture.
In honor of his work and his life, I’m taking a quick break from my thesis to share a collection of covers for his books:
Pixel & Pilcrow 
Just because you’re famous and dead doesn’t mean you can flip me off, Gabriel.
yeah Marquez be nicer man: I will miss him though
haha. I couldn’t help myself from including that photo of him. I wanted to give him a sense of fun—his ideas could be so original and playful, I didn’t want the whole post to be too somber!
that was sweet of you 😉
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Marquez has got story telling talent. The books is good but you will eventually get bored out of the monotonous and expected creations, but some characters are worth pondering upon.