2003 — Recent generations do not seem moved by that princess with the shirred skirts, little white boots, and a braid hanging down to her waist, which they will never make consonant with the rhetorical image of a great-grandmother, but I have the impression that beneath the weight of remorse and frustrated hopes for a better world, that state of perpetual alarm was the one that most resembled peace for my grandparents. — Gabriel García Márquez, Living to Tell the Tale, Chapter 1, 2002. Translated from Spanish by Edith Grossman.
