Solitude

Probably one of the best descriptions of depression I ever read. Had to share:

 
“She felt so old, so worn out, so far away from the best moments of her life that she even yearned for those that she remembered as the worst… Her heart of compressed ash, which had resisted the most telling blows of daily reality without strain, fell apart with the first waves of nostalgia. The need to feel sad was becoming a vice as the years eroded her. She became human in her solitude.”

 
— One Hundred Years of Solitude (Cien años de soledad, 1967) Gabriel García Márquez

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Yecheilyah

Writing to restore Black historical truth through fiction, nonfiction, and poetry.

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  1. That settles it I have to re read this book. I bought it as part of Oprah’s book club long ago. Thank you sharing and giving me the reminder. Such beauty and sadness in Gabriel Garcia Marquez’s words. ❤️

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