Wednesday, March 23, 2016


If I could read 100 Years of Solitude over and over again for the rest of my life while endlessly drinking cold Chocolate I would consider myself the happiest, most fulfilled person on earth.


The Mushroom Hunter said...

Indeed, magic realism is to litterature what chocolate is to our palate : a comfort food for thought, in a quest for beauty rather than meaning. Good for the soul!

pRiyA said...

I never thought of it that way and indeed it is.