Name: Cien años de soledad
Rating: 4.116920152091255 (789 reviews)
ISBN: 842392100X

Gabriel García Márquez

Joaquin Marco

Cien años de soledad

Josephina Lucke

100 years of solitude

Tiara Sharma

Cien Años de Soledad

Christian

Gorgeous magicalness. Better develop a genealogy chart for handy reference!

Cien años de soledad

En Solenoide, Mircea Cartarescu describe una escena donde Gabriel García Márquez asciende al cielo y le entrega su libro a Dios. Le dice: “mira, esto es lo mejor que se ha escrito”. Creo que no hay otra manera de describir un libro tan completo y bello. Gabriel logra hacer con la cultura y la idiosincrasia latinoamericanas una obra de categoría universal. Tanto para el rumano, Mircea, como para nosotros, latinos, nos resuena hasta lo más hondo y bello de nuestra naturaleza. 

Dijo el mismo Gabriel en su discurso del Nobel algo así como que uno de nuestros más hondos vacíos latinoamericanos es la falta de identidad. Quizá él no notó que con su obra nos estaba dando justamente una forma, algo de lo que apropiarnos y decir: esto somos. 

Reconocemos la potencia maternal de Úrsula en nuestras propias abuelas, la introspección y la tristeza en los ojos de Aureliano, nuestros espíritus aventureros en los Arcadios, y la descomunal e inverosímil verdad más profunda sobre nuestra cotidianidad: que no distinguimos lo mágico porque realmente vivimos entre ello. Estamos acostumbrados a la irrealidad de nuestras vidas. Volvimos natural lo trágico, pero también las cosas más bellas de la humanidad. La muerte diaria y el amor eterno y dramático, lleno de adjetivos imposibles para el resto del mundo, es nuestra vida normal. 

De eso va el libro. En la metáfora más bonita de Gabriel al respecto: “Cien años de soledad es un vallenato de 300 páginas”. 

Jhordy Arias

En Solenoide, Mircea Cartarescu describe una escena donde Gabriel García Márquez asciende al cielo y le entrega su libro a Dios. Le dice: “mira, esto es lo mejor que se ha escrito”. Creo que no hay otra manera de describir un libro tan completo y bello. Gabriel logra hacer con la cultura y la idiosincrasia latinoamericanas una obra de categoría universal. Tanto para el rumano, Mircea, como para nosotros, latinos, nos resuena hasta lo más hondo y bello de nuestra naturaleza. 

Dijo el mismo Gabriel en su discurso del Nobel algo así como que uno de nuestros más hondos vacíos latinoamericanos es la falta de identidad. Quizá él no notó que con su obra nos estaba dando justamente una forma, algo de lo que apropiarnos y decir: esto somos. 

Reconocemos la potencia maternal de Úrsula en nuestras propias abuelas, la introspección y la tristeza en los ojos de Aureliano, nuestros espíritus aventureros en los Arcadios, y la descomunal e inverosímil verdad más profunda sobre nuestra cotidianidad: que no distinguimos lo mágico porque realmente vivimos entre ello. Estamos acostumbrados a la irrealidad de nuestras vidas. Volvimos natural lo trágico, pero también las cosas más bellas de la humanidad. La muerte diaria y el amor eterno y dramático, lleno de adjetivos imposibles para el resto del mundo, es nuestra vida normal. 

De eso va el libro. En la metáfora más bonita de Gabriel al respecto: “Cien años de soledad es un vallenato de 300 páginas”. 

Sinny

Este libro es tan hermoso y mágico, esta es mi tercera relectura y no deja de sorprenderme. 

This is a masterpiece, and I was not at all surprised to discover that it is the best-selling piece of Spanish-written prose ever, besides Don Quixote.

‘100 Years of Solitude’ covers the Buendia family across several generations in the Latin American town of Macondo, many years ago. The reader observes as the family seems almost condemned to make the same mistakes over and over as their town is opened up more and more to the outside world, with colonial themes playing a prevalent role.

Themes of time, determinism, family, and revolution, are all covered.

The novel is written such that upon reading, it feels like the words could be being spoken to you. This makes for a superbly engaging experience.

It also has such a mind-blowing ending that is impossible to see coming.

Very much looking forward to seeing the Netflix series adaptation, but it will never live up to this book.

Gregor Ross

This is a masterpiece, and I was not at all surprised to discover that it is the best-selling piece of Spanish-written prose ever, besides Don Quixote.

‘100 Years of Solitude’ covers the Buendia family across several generations in the Latin American town of Macondo, many years ago. The reader observes as the family seems almost condemned to make the same mistakes over and over as their town is opened up more and more to the outside world, with colonial themes playing a prevalent role.

Themes of time, determinism, family, and revolution, are all covered.

The novel is written such that upon reading, it feels like the words could be being spoken to you. This makes for a superbly engaging experience.

It also has such a mind-blowing ending that is impossible to see coming.

Very much looking forward to seeing the Netflix series adaptation, but it will never live up to this book.

Narra la historia de la evolución y decadencia eventual y modernización gradual de la mítica ciudad de Macondo a travé́s de la historia de la familia Buendía.

Dani

Un 9/10. Me encanta el estilo tan diferente a la típica novela: se lee como libro de historia, pero muy súper entretenido. Como a la mitad empieza aburrir y si continuas se vuelve un poco todo lo mismo y repetitivo. Lo cual lo hace aburrido pero siento que es lo que intenta transmitir la novela: que no somos especiales, que las generaciones repiten los mismos errores y que se podría fácilmente predecir.

Señalada como «catedral gótica del lenguaje», este clásico del siglo XX es el enorme y espléndido tapiz de la saga de la familia Buendía, en la mítica aldea de Macondo. Un referente imprescindible de la vida y la narrativa latinoamericana. «Muchos años después, frente al pelotón de fusilamiento, el coronel Aureliano Buendía había de recordar aquella tarde remota en que su padre lo llevó a conocer el hielo. Macondo era entonces una aldea de veinte casas de barro y cañabrava construidas a la orilla de un río de aguas diáfanas que se precipitaban por un lecho de piedras pulidas, blancas y enormes como huevos prehistóricos. El mundo era tan reciente, que muchas cosas carecían de nombre, y para mencionarlas había que señalarlas con el dedo.» Con estas palabras empieza la novela ya legendaria en los anales de la literatura universal, una de las aventuras literarias más fascinantes de nuestro siglo. Millones de ejemplares de Cien años de soledad leídos en todas las lenguas y el Premio Nobel de Literatura coronando una obra que se había abierto paso «boca a boca» -como gusta decir al escritor- son la más palpable demostración de que la aventura fabulosa de la familia Buendía-Iguarán, con sus milagros, fantasías, obsesiones, tragedias, incestos, adulterios, rebeldías, descubrimientos y condenas, representaba al mismo tiempo el mito y la historia, la tragedia y el amor del mundo entero. Pablo Neruda dijo... «El Quijote de nuestro tiempo.»

Now I know why they call this novel a masterpiece 

Ani Velasquez

Tells the story of the Buendia family, set against the background of the evolution and eventual decadence of a small South American town

One Hundred Years of Solitude

ggm you sicko. witty and melodic prose you cannot stop reading. tale(s) of generational trauma, the oedipean oracle and various attempts to subvert it, nietzsche's eternal return, freud's compulsion to repeat, and closed loops

Ghee

This book was such a journey. The first 40% flew by but then I got caught in this slump in the middle and nearly DNF'd it. The final 30% picked up again and I do understand why so many people talk about the last chapter giving the book more meaning. Was it an interesting read? Yes. Do I think it deserves the hype and "intellectual" recommendations it receives? No. If that makes me not cool or smart enough then I don't care. I was not confused at any point, I just don't think there is anything groundbreaking enough to warrant the title. Glad I pushed through but won't be reading again or recommending

Soph

100 Years of Solitude

This was a reread from many years ago. I found it difficult to sink into, and really had to force myself to midway. My pace picked up in the 2nd half. This Nobel was, of course, groundbreaking, and I was conscious of how its aspects of “magical realism” can no longer be read with the sort of wonder generated at the time of publication —for the very reason that this work inspired generations of writers to incorporate and develop this kind of imaginative leaps and suspension of disbelief. What was then so bold is now much more common place. However, Marquez’s deftness with language (albeit I read in translation) and poetic vision reach a kind of sustained hypnosis rarely achieved. 

On a personal level, I craved more interiority from the mostly opaque characters, especially Ursula. I felt limited to surface observations and at more of a distance than while reading novels I find more compelling.  

I also found a lot of glorification of toxic masculinity, notwithstanding the tragedy shown to follow in its wake. Still, there seemed a nobility and honesty conferred on acts/lives of selfishness and violence. Women were mostly relegated as care takers and agents of damage control, while the males had the agency, for better or, usually, for worse. In this same vein, there was much violence against & negligence of animals, passed over in such a way as to infer they do not even merit consideration. I credit this to gaps of both culture & time, but also an inescapable extension of that same toxic masculinity, despite women exhibiting an equally inhumane behavior & attitude—the women limited, of course, as the vehicles of the male author.

I’m glad I did the reread, s my memories of the experience were only vague shadows, mostly of the house & violent men. I’m left with the fuller narrative, and also a sense of the power and magic of the images, as well as a feeling of trepidation so ponder the strange and tragic circular futility of characters & generations portrayed in the epic. 

While reading, I learned about the new Netflix adaptation, and have since watched a preview. I will likely watch, and expect it may be a rare instance of the screen outperforming the novel, not in its own time, but now in our world that has become very familiar with devices of magical realism, and because portraying the characters so stoically means there’s little complexity that might not be rendered visually. I’m interested to see how it’s handled. 

Note: obviously, the novel is considered a masterpiece, and I fully concede it merits such consideration, based on what was at the time such a unique and bold approach, and also for the complexity and cohesion of the novel as a whole. I give 4 stars, not 5, based on my personal standard/preference of “readability,” and due to them lack of depth in female characters and casual violence to animals.

Susan Steinkamp

This was a reread from many years ago. I found it difficult to sink into, and really had to force myself to midway. My pace picked up in the 2nd half. This Nobel was, of course, groundbreaking, and I was conscious of how its aspects of “magical realism” can no longer be read with the sort of wonder generated at the time of publication —for the very reason that this work inspired generations of writers to incorporate and develop this kind of imaginative leaps and suspension of disbelief. What was then so bold is now much more common place. However, Marquez’s deftness with language (albeit I read in translation) and poetic vision reach a kind of sustained hypnosis rarely achieved. 

On a personal level, I craved more interiority from the mostly opaque characters, especially Ursula. I felt limited to surface observations and at more of a distance than while reading novels I find more compelling.  

I also found a lot of glorification of toxic masculinity, notwithstanding the tragedy shown to follow in its wake. Still, there seemed a nobility and honesty conferred on acts/lives of selfishness and violence. Women were mostly relegated as care takers and agents of damage control, while the males had the agency, for better or, usually, for worse. In this same vein, there was much violence against & negligence of animals, passed over in such a way as to infer they do not even merit consideration. I credit this to gaps of both culture & time, but also an inescapable extension of that same toxic masculinity, despite women exhibiting an equally inhumane behavior & attitude—the women limited, of course, as the vehicles of the male author.

I’m glad I did the reread, s my memories of the experience were only vague shadows, mostly of the house & violent men. I’m left with the fuller narrative, and also a sense of the power and magic of the images, as well as a feeling of trepidation so ponder the strange and tragic circular futility of characters & generations portrayed in the epic. 

While reading, I learned about the new Netflix adaptation, and have since watched a preview. I will likely watch, and expect it may be a rare instance of the screen outperforming the novel, not in its own time, but now in our world that has become very familiar with devices of magical realism, and because portraying the characters so stoically means there’s little complexity that might not be rendered visually. I’m interested to see how it’s handled. 

Note: obviously, the novel is considered a masterpiece, and I fully concede it merits such consideration, based on what was at the time such a unique and bold approach, and also for the complexity and cohesion of the novel as a whole. I give 4 stars, not 5, based on my personal standard/preference of “readability,” and due to them lack of depth in female characters and casual violence to animals.

Unique. Lurid. Hallucinogenic. Glad the trip is finally over. I don't expect any flashbacks.

Dave Goldsmith

Love every minute. Beautiful prose and wild imagination 

Patton Christofides

For any fiction lover, this is a must read. A literature classic that is a fantastical journey into the lives of the Buendía family. A must read!

Aisha Mugo

Maureen

"The need to feel sad was becoming a vice as the years eroded her. She became human in her solitude."

"He really had been through death, but he had returned because he could not bear the solitude."

***

Finally got around to reading this great classic! Partial credit goes to my PI 100 prof who lowkey raved about the book. At first, it was a tough read. Marquez's worldbuilding infused with imagery and magical realism was definitely unlike anything I've read before (not that I have much experience). Also, that darn Buendía family tree with all the same names! But it got easier to distinguish them eventually...

I wouldn't call this a favorite of mine because I'm not sure if I've grasped the novel well enough in its entirety—but my takeaway is how every Buendía member is extremely lonely. Case in point: it's impossible to count the number of times "solitude" is inscribed in the text. Nevertheless, it doesn't come off as redundant because the way Marquez describes each member's experience with solitude feels so intimate and unique. 

The book is a thorough examination on the rise and fall of the Buendía family; I just know I'll be thinking about the ending for a long time. What an epic way to wrap up this cult masterpiece.

so magical, deeply tragic, and a lot funnier than i was expecting. i will never experience a book like this again 

marlisa

Fantastic realism has opened my brain to new dimensions. I grieve the fact that I won’t be able to read this book for the first time ever again. 

Ines Camacho Rodrigues Dias Ferreira

The brilliant, bestselling, landmark novel that tells the story of the Buendia family, and chronicles the irreconcilable conflict between the desire for solitude and the need for love—in rich, imaginative prose that has come to define an entire genre known as "magical realism."

“He really had been through death, but he had returned because he could not bear the solitude.”

there is no proper way to describe this book or summarise it in a way that doesn’t make it seem so absurdly complicated that it might appear almost impossible to read, but it is a fever dream of over 400 pages, focusing on the doomed bloodline of the Buendías over 7 generations. in all this, Márquez doesn’t just chronicle the story of a family, but also of the lasting, infernal effects of colonialism. despite being inevitable and foreseeable, the ending lands with such ferocity it left me speechless; it was so well-delivered. i genuinely thought this would be harder to get through, overcomplicated by the cyclical nature of each generation (the family tree at the beginning was really helpful, and at some points, as i came to discover who was who, also very shocking), cursed to bear the same names as their predecessors and to follow down the same destructive, depraved, and solitary paths, but it was not. it was actually quite accessible, although in some parts not easy to stomach (it is a story filled with incest, violence, and pedophilia). that being said, the magical realism aspects were weaved in so masterfully, they almost felt so natural, that it's making me reconsider my previous adversity for the genre (the yellow flowers raining from the sky following José Arcadio's death remains my favourite part). 

by the time that the original cast of characters dies off, i have to admit i doubted for a moment that Márquez could continue to keep me interested in the story, and was i wrong! as soon as we reach the deluge, the entire story feels even more intensified, more insane. and it all culminates with the ending, the only possible ending for an endless cycle of a family cursed from the very beginning by violence, depravity, and an endemic, unbearable solitude, that no one but the Buendías could ever truly properly understand. there is probably a lot that went over my head in this first read, and i will have to come back to it again sometime, after i’ve properly digested it. 

it was a solid 4 stars for me, but i think the ending catapulted it up to 5 stars. what a journey!

Maria

“He really had been through death, but he had returned because he could not bear the solitude.”

there is no proper way to describe this book or summarise it in a way that doesn’t make it seem so absurdly complicated that it might appear almost impossible to read, but it is a fever dream of over 400 pages, focusing on the doomed bloodline of the Buendías over 7 generations. in all this, Márquez doesn’t just chronicle the story of a family, but also of the lasting, infernal effects of colonialism. despite being inevitable and foreseeable, the ending lands with such ferocity it left me speechless; it was so well-delivered. i genuinely thought this would be harder to get through, overcomplicated by the cyclical nature of each generation (the family tree at the beginning was really helpful, and at some points, as i came to discover who was who, also very shocking), cursed to bear the same names as their predecessors and to follow down the same destructive, depraved, and solitary paths, but it was not. it was actually quite accessible, although in some parts not easy to stomach (it is a story filled with incest, violence, and pedophilia). that being said, the magical realism aspects were weaved in so masterfully, they almost felt so natural, that it's making me reconsider my previous adversity for the genre (the yellow flowers raining from the sky following José Arcadio's death remains my favourite part). 

by the time that the original cast of characters dies off, i have to admit i doubted for a moment that Márquez could continue to keep me interested in the story, and was i wrong! as soon as we reach the deluge, the entire story feels even more intensified, more insane. and it all culminates with the ending, the only possible ending for an endless cycle of a family cursed from the very beginning by violence, depravity, and an endemic, unbearable solitude, that no one but the Buendías could ever truly properly understand. there is probably a lot that went over my head in this first read, and i will have to come back to it again sometime, after i’ve properly digested it. 

it was a solid 4 stars for me, but i think the ending catapulted it up to 5 stars. what a journey!

Rebeca Keren Nuñez

"100 años de soledad" es una obra maestra de la literatura escrita por el aclamado autor colombiano Gabriel García Márquez. Publicada en 1967, esta novela épica es una amalgama de realismo mágico, historia, mito y folclore que cautiva al lector desde la primera página hasta la última.

La historia se desarrolla en el ficticio pueblo de Macondo, fundado por la familia Buendía, cuya línea genealógica es el hilo conductor de la narrativa. A lo largo de varias generaciones, la novela sigue las vidas y desventuras de los miembros de la familia Buendía, desde la fundación de Macondo hasta su eventual declive y desaparición. A medida que la historia avanza, García Márquez teje una trama densa y multigeneracional, llena de eventos extraordinarios, personajes inolvidables y un profundo sentido de la soledad y el aislamiento humano.

El realismo mágico impregna cada página de la novela, llevando al lector a un mundo donde lo fantástico y lo mundano coexisten en perfecta armonía. Los eventos surrealistas, como lluvias de flores amarillas, personas que ascienden al cielo en sábanas, y una mujer que asciende al cielo con sábanas, se entrelazan con la historia política y social de América Latina, creando una narrativa que es a la vez íntima y universal.

Los personajes de "100 años de soledad" son vibrantes y complejos, cada uno con sus propias luchas y aspiraciones. Desde el patriarca visionario, José Arcadio Buendía, hasta la matriarca obstinada, Úrsula Iguarán, pasando por el solitario y melancólico Aureliano Buendía, los personajes cobran vida en las páginas de la novela, dejando una impresión duradera en el lector.

Además de su riqueza narrativa, "100 años de soledad" aborda temas universales como el amor, la muerte, el destino y la memoria. A través de la historia de la familia Buendía, García Márquez reflexiona sobre la naturaleza cíclica de la vida y la inevitabilidad del paso del tiempo, lo que confiere a la novela una profundidad emocional y filosófica que resuena en el lector mucho después de haber terminado de leerla.

En resumen, "100 años de soledad" es una obra monumental que ha dejado una marca indeleble en la literatura mundial. Con su prosa exquisita, su imaginación desbordante y su profundo conocimiento del alma humana, Gabriel García Márquez nos ofrece un viaje inolvidable a través de la historia y la cultura de América Latina, dejando una impresión duradera en todos aquellos que tienen la suerte de adentrarse en sus páginas.

Vicky  Nuñez 

This book marked my reaching of my teenage years.
It is the prime example of magical realism blending fantasy to the realistic feel of the book. 
A challenging read and a must read to all book lovers.

Nabila Azahra

My first ever Gabo's book and I devoured it in a heartbeat. The writing flows so beautifully and got me craving for something more despite me not fully loving the book. Yes, unfortunately I didn't completely fall in love with the book. For me, while we have a lot of characters that are undoubtedly interesting to read, the switch between event (or tragedy) happened too quickly that I found it a bit too chaotic.

this might be the most fascinating book that i've ever read in my entire life (as of now)... i just got so invested in the buendia family i am starting to think that they are real people because of how they were written as actual living humans who do human things and human mistakes. so much drama and horrible decisions i love it!

ayoni

0xADADA

Simply put, the best work of literature I've ever read, a distillation of pure human experience into the written word.

Actually, this wasn't the magical realism I expected. I finished the book despite the disturbing stories of the male characters, but I found the stories of the women characters engaging.

Cien años de soledad

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