‘The world must be all fucked up,’ he said then, ‘when men travel first class and literature goes as freight.’
One Hundred Years of Solitude, Gabriel Garcia Marquez
savannah, columbus, ohio. i'm bouncin' around university and gellin' like a felon, lookin' for someone who's chillin' like a villain. end of story.
‘The world must be all fucked up,’ he said then, ‘when men travel first class and literature goes as freight.’
One Hundred Years of Solitude, Gabriel Garcia Marquez
