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Descripción paperback. Condición: New. Reprint. Product DescriptionA New York Times Notable BookOn the eve of his ninetieth birthday a bachelor decides to give himself a wild night of love with a virgin. As is his habit-he has purchased hundreds of women-he asks a madam for her assistance. The fourteen-year-old girl who is procured for him is enchanting, but exhausted as she is from caring for siblings and her job sewing buttons, she can do little but sleep. Yet with this sleeping beauty at his side, it is he who awakens to a romance he has never known.Tender, knowing, and slyly comic, Memories of My Melancholy Whores is an exquisite addition to the master's work.Review"Unforgettable. . . . Classic Márquez. " -The Washington Post"García Marquez has composed, with his usual sensual gravity and Olympian humor, a love letter to the dying light." -John Updike, The New Yorker"Luminous. . . . The cunning of Memories lies in the utter-and utterly unexpected-- reliability of its narrator" -The New York Times Book Review he cunning of Memories of My Melancholy Whores lies in the utter--and utterly unexpected--reliability of its narrator."Masterful. Erotic. As hypnotizing as it is disturbing." -Los Angeles Times"As accomplished a piece of storytelling as you are likely to find on the shelves today."-Chicago Tribune"Profoundly haunting. . . . Fiction of the very highest order." -The Times Literary SupplementAbout the AuthorGabriel García Márquez was born in 1927 near Aracataca, Colombia. He was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1982. He is the author of One Hundred Years of Solitude, Love in the Time of Cholera, Living to Tell the Tale, among other works of fiction and nonfiction. This book is translated by Edith Grossman, widely recognized as the preeminent Spanish to English translator of our time.Excerpt. Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.1 The year I turned ninety, I wanted to give myself the gift of a night of wild love with an adolescent virgin. I thought of Rosa Cabarcas, the owner of an illicit house who would inform her good clients when she had a new girl available. I never succumbed to that or to any of her many other lewd temptations, but she did not believe in the purity of my principles. Morality, too, is a question of time, she would say with a malevolent smile, you'll see. She was a little younger than I, and I hadn't heard anything about her for so many years that she very well might have died. But after the first ring I recognized the voice on the phone, and with no preambles I fired at her: "Today's the day." She sighed: Ah, my sad scholar, you disappear for twenty years and come back only to ask for the impossible. She regained mastery of her art at once and offered me half a dozen delectable options, but all of them, to be frank, were used. I said no, insisting the girl had to be a virgin and available that very night. She asked in alarm: What are you trying to prove? Nothing, I replied, wounded to the core, I know very well what I can and cannot do. Unmoved, she said that scholars may know it all, but they don't know everything: The only Virgos left in the world are people like you who were born in August. Why didn't you give me more time? Inspiration gives no warnings, I said. But perhaps it can wait, she said, always more knowledgeable than any man, and she asked for just two days to make a thorough investigation of the market. I replied in all seriousness that in an affair such as this, at my age, each hour is like a year. Then it can't be done, she said without the slightest doubt, but it doesn't matter, it's more exciting this way, what the hell, I'll call you in an hour. I don't have to say it because people can see it from leagues away: I'm ugly, shy, and anachronistic. But by dint of not wanting to be those things I have pretended to be just the opposite. Until today, when I have resolved to tell of my own free will just what I'm like, if only to ease my conscience. I have begun with my unusual call to Rosa Cabarcas. Nº de ref. del artículo: BKZN9781400095940
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Descripción Softcover. Condición: new. Product DescriptionA New York Times Notable BookOn the eve of his ninetieth birthday a bachelor decides to give himself a wild night of love with a virgin. As is his habit-he has purchased hundreds of women-he asks a madam for her assistance. The fourteen-year-old girl who is procured for him is enchanting, but exhausted as she is from caring for siblings and her job sewing buttons, she can do little but sleep. Yet with this sleeping beauty at his side, it is he who awakens to a romance he has never known.Tender, knowing, and slyly comic, Memories of My Melancholy Whores is an exquisite addition to the masters work.Review"Unforgettable. . . . Classic Mrquez. " -The Washington PostGarca Marquez has composed, with his usual sensual gravity and Olympian humor, a love letter to the dying light. -John Updike, The New YorkerLuminous. . . . The cunning of Memories lies in the utter-and utterly unexpected-- reliability of its narrator -The New York Times Book Review he cunning of Memories of My Melancholy Whores lies in the utter--and utterly unexpected--reliability of its narrator.Masterful. Erotic. As hypnotizing as it is disturbing. -Los Angeles TimesAs accomplished a piece of storytelling as you are likely to find on the shelves today.-Chicago TribuneProfoundly haunting. . . . Fiction of the very highest order." -The Times Literary SupplementAbout the AuthorGabriel Garca Mrquez was born in 1927 near Aracataca, Colombia. He was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1982. He is the author of One Hundred Years of Solitude, Love in the Time of Cholera, Living to Tell the Tale, among other works of fiction and nonfiction. This book is translated by Edith Grossman, widely recognized as the preeminent Spanish to English translator of our time.Excerpt. Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.1 The year I turned ninety, I wanted to give myself the gift of a night of wild love with an adolescent virgin. I thought of Rosa Cabarcas, the owner of an illicit house who would inform her good clients when she had a new girl available. I never succumbed to that or to any of her many other lewd temptations, but she did not believe in the purity of my principles. Morality, too, is a question of time, she would say with a malevolent smile, youll see. She was a little younger than I, and I hadnt heard anything about her for so many years that she very well might have died. But after the first ring I recognized the voice on the phone, and with no preambles I fired at her: Todays the day. She sighed: Ah, my sad scholar, you disappear for twenty years and come back only to ask for the impossible. She regained mastery of her art at once and offered me half a dozen delectable options, but all of them, to be frank, were used. I said no, insisting the girl had to be a virgin and available that very night. She asked in alarm: What are you trying to prove? Nothing, I replied, wounded to the core, I know very well what I can and cannot do. Unmoved, she said that scholars may know it all, but they dont know everything: The only Virgos left in the world are people like you who were born in August. Why didnt you give me more time? Inspiration gives no warnings, I said. But perhaps it can wait, she said, always more knowledgeable than any man, and she asked for just two days to make a thorough investigation of the market. I replied in all seriousness that in an affair such as this, at my age, each hour is like a year. Then it cant be done, she said without the slightest doubt, but it doesnt matter, its more exciting this way, what the hell, Ill call you in an hour. I dont have to say it because people can see it from leagues away: Im ugly, shy, and anachronistic. But by dint of not wanting to be those things I have pretended to be just the opposite. Until today, when I have resolved to tell of my own free will just what Im like, if only to ease my conscience. I have begun with my unusual call to Rosa Cabarcas. Nº de ref. del artículo: DADAX1400095948
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