Del amor y otros demonios

ISBN: 0307350444
ISBN 13: 9780307350442
By: Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

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Classics Favorites Fiction Latin America Latin American Literature Magical Realism Novel Romance To Read

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Premio Nobel de Literatura“Una obra atrevida y cautivadora… García Márquez retiene una voz admirable y vital, y la pluma de un ángel”.—Los Angeles Times Book Review El 26 de octubre de 1949 el reportero Gabriel García Márquez fue enviado al antiguo convento de Santa Clara, que iba a ser demolido para edificar sobre él un hotel de cinco estrellas, a presenciar el vaciado de las criptas funerarias y a cubrir la noticia.  Se exhumaron los restos de un virrey del Perú y su amante secreta, un obispo, varias abadesas, un bachiller de artes y una marquesa. Pero la sorpresa saltó al destapar la tercera hornacina del altar mayor: se desparramó una cabellera de color cobre, de veintidós metros y once centímetros de largo, perteneciente a una niña. En la lápida apenas se leía el nombre: Sierva María de Todos los Ángeles.  Cuenta el propio García Márquez: "Mi abuela me contaba de niño la leyenda de una marquesita de doce años cuya cabellera le arrastraba como una cola de novia, que había muerto del mal de rabia por el mordisco de un perro, y era venerada en los pueblos del Caribe por sus muchos milagros. La idea de que esa tumba pudiera ser la suya fue mi noticia de aquel día, y el origen de este libro".

Reader's Thoughts

Noelle

There is something unapologetically romantic about Gabriel Garcia Marquez. He is the most romantic of the male writers I have ever read, and this story has all the lyricism of a Shakespearean tragedy. Why are we constantly drawn to stories like these? I have yet to understand it. I am no expert, while I am lulled by the story telling, the very human characters, the exotic locale for a displaced gentry that fervently longs for a degree of companionship, intimacy and, yes, salvation, I was constantly reminded of the hot blooded passion that drips in Marquez’ prose and how close to the earth it was. How it makes fun of absolutes, our beliefs, while a very fragile existence of one character, like a flower, dies away. He is like your grandmother, or in my case, my own mother, who often tells us stories in the same way, with the same light of imagination in her eyes. Marquez pushes the story telling further, giving it a depth and sensuality where our mothers and grandmothers would censoriously deprive us in normal storytelling circumstances. He validates its presence and understands our need to affirm that it is there. He extends our imagination, exercises it even, to the point that I know that I am satisfied to have reached that heightened space. The beauty of ordinary things, we are his characters. Let us not take ourselves too seriously, flawed as we are.I am happy and tearfully sad with this story, a wistful sadness, but nevertheless satisfied. He has expressed once again, that people, human beings, whether we end up quite proper, quite civilized, quite correct in life with all the etiquette of a lifeless marionette, we are still in fact- given this one life- essentially at the core, very passionate.

Sue

This is my first experience reading Marquez and, I suspect, not my last. Marquez begins the tale with a prologue detailing his coming upon the destruction of an old church to make way for new construction. Within that old structure were chapels and burial vaults of bishops, nuns and the remains of a young girl with copper hair 2 meters long. That finding led to this story.How the story unveils is for each reader to discover but it is a wonderful read. I guess I do like magical realism---I wasn't always sure. Or perhaps, like everything else in this world, I like some examples of it.

Fabio Osorio

Me encanto leer este libro!En el amor no importa la postura política, tampoco importan las diferencias sociales o la edad o la tradición, pareciera decir García Márquez. Pero no explicita. Simplemente pone en juego elementos contradictorios que se resuelven con la muerte. Describe minuciosamente las diferencias, los choques, las distancias que conviven en una cultura que se muestra homogénea ante los ojos del mundo, pero que está carcomida en sus entrañas más profundas. La vida de dos pequeños personajes que podrían no modificar en absoluto el discurrir de la humanidad pero que, en su intenso amor, en su propia tragedia, ponen de manifiesto la injusticia de las verdades innertes que rigen la vida actual. Una luz de esperanza que se apaga con el sufrimiento y la muerte, reescriben a Romeo y Julieta en el seno de las sociedades latinoamericanas, donde las diferencias y las supersticiones deberían reconciliarse a partir de un relato que nos pone a pensar qué sería de nosotros sin el amor, qué absurda injusticia vive en los prejuicios que no entienden de otra cosa más que de su propia indiferencia para continuar vivos. Y Sierva María debe morir para que nosotros lo entendamos de una vez por todas.

Carmo Santos

Pobre Sierva Maria; odiada pela mãe e ignorada pelo pai, cresceu rebelde no meio dos escravos, com poucos vislumbres de carinho ou amor.Quis a sua pouca sorte que uma dentada de cão raivoso ditasse o seu futuro e a atirasse nas malhas da ignorância. Não foi a raiva felina que a derrotou, foi a intolerância de quem a devia ter defendido. Apavorada pela perseguição reage da única forma possível:dissimula o medo com selvajaria e dá razão a quem a acusa. Não fossem as contrariedades do destino, e a dedicação e amor do padre Delaura tê-la-iam salvo (mas isso seria um final feliz para livros banais).Morreu consumida de amor,vitima da imbecilidade e da superstição.Contado com a perícia habitual do autor e com a dose certa de magia e de sobrenatural, traz-nos personagens ricas e insólitas - cada uma delas presa na sua solidão inviolável - numa história a que me rendi desde a primeira página e que termina com uma sensação de tristeza.Já leio García Márquez há algum tempo, mas fico sempre fascinada com a sua capacidade de composição textual. É incrível como pega em palavras que todos conhecemos (com exceção de algum vocabulário típico da América do Sul, que por vezes nem o dicionário reconhece) e compõe frases com um sentido e profundidade que tantas vezes me desnorteia. Têm a honestidade de chamar as coisas pelo nome sem rodeios ou paninhos quentes, é direto e acutilante, mas com um sentido de humor incomparável.Dentro do segmento dos seus livros mais pequenos, 100/200 páginas, foi sem duvida o que gostei mais.

Bogdan Liviu

Dezamagirea e colosala pentru c-am fost extrem de entuziasmat s-o citesc. Nu m-a captivat absolut deloc, mi-a fost cu neputinta sa ma atasez de vreun personaj. Poate-s prea batran pentru a mai citi cu pasiune despre superstitiile oamenilor "religiosi". Nici relatia bolnava dintre preot si fata respectiva n-a avut impact, dar inteleg de ce unora le-a placut atat de mult, sunt teme interesante abordate, imi pare rau ca am avut atatea asteptari - poate de-asta sunt si atat de drastic in rating, n-am detestat-o, dar nici n-am intrat in lectura NICIODATA. Nu spun ca e o carte proasta (mai degraba as spune ca eu sunt prost), spun doar ca nu-i pentru mine. 1,5!

L.S.

Cu ceva timp în urmă am avut un vis sau mi-am imaginat – nu pot să îmi dau seama – un castel în a cărui temniţă era închisă o tânără cu părul lung. Ea era vizitată în timpul nopţii de unul care avea capacitatea de a se deplasa pe ziduri, inclusiv în poziţii nefireşti, a la Dracula lui Bram Stoker. Nu aş putea să-mi explic această superpoziţie ciudată cu ideile lui Marquez. Poate că se datorează faptului că ideile nu sunt ale nimănui; zboară primprejur ca îngerii.O fată este muşcată de un câine turbat ceea ce este interpretat ca “semn rău” şi blestem pentru familia marchizului. Fapt este că aceasta nu ia turbarea de la câine şi arată pe tot parcursul naraţiunii că nu este bolnavă. Sierva Maria însă este supusă întâi chinurilor vracilor şi altor superstiţii locale. Apoi este dusă într-o mănăstire unde toată lumea este convinsă că era posedată. Răutatea şi imaginaţia bolnavă a celor de la mănăstire este însă contracarată de doi preoţi care doresc să o scoată pe sărmana fată din ghearele stareţei. Preotul cel tânăr, Cayetano Delaura, se îndrăgosteşte de fată.Cred că punctul culminant al cărţii este atins atunci când Delaura îşi mărturiseşte în faţa episcopului “păcatul” de a se îndragosti. Este diavolul părinte. Cel mai cumplit dintre toţi. Această afirmaţie m-a dus cu gândul la expresia lui Radiquet, Le diable au corps.Îi mărturisi că nu trecea o clipă fără să se gândească la ea, că tot ce mânca şi bea avea gustul ei, că viaţa era ea, la orice oră şi pretutindeni, cum numai Domnul avea dreptul şi puterea de a fi, şi că bucuria supremă a sufletului său ar fi să moară împreună cu ea.Ceea ce nu am priceput a fost motivul pentru care autorul dezvăluie în introducere deznodământul poveştii. Astfel, nu am citit gândindu-mă cum anume va fi sfârşitul ci cum anume va fi el atins.Nu lipsesc dimensiunile gigantice ale spaţiului sud-american: sezonul ploios aduce adevărate deluvii biblice iar personajele (precum marchizul sau episcopul) iau deciziile vieţii lor.

Imelda

Не е шедьовър, но е всичко, заради което, тези които го обичаме, четем Маркес. Много цвят, много аромат, подмолна тъга, пълзяща разруха, вибрациите на неминуемото бедствие. И красота. И любов.

Христо Блажев

Смъртоносна страст в “За любовта и други демони” на МаркесКак зачитам книга от автора на унищожителната “Любов по време на холера”? Първо – трябва ми нощ, нощ ми трябва и нищо по-малко. После – тишината на щурците, комбинирана със синя луна и тиктакането на часовника на стената, за да запазиш връзка със света (мнозина са се губили). Сваляш кожата на книгата и оголваш беззащитната синева с черен кант отдолу. Отваряш, вдъхваш и не забравяш да издишаш. Сънят сам ще дойде по някое време, сам ще избере страницата си…Виж още: http://knigolandia.info/book-review/z...

Maya

this is my favorite book of all time. i really like marquez and how he mixes the fantastic with everyday life. it's like he and his characters are from another planet... one that's very similar to earth, but just a bit off. like a planet you'd find on an episode of sliders. (i feel that recently i've been using sliders to describe a lot of things...)anyway, i can read this book over and over. it's been a while since i read it so i would feel silly giving it a comprehensive review here, but maybe i will after the next time i read it

Safae

I have absolutely no idea on what to say about this book , i only read one book by garcia and i really loved it , but this one ,i don't quite know what is my opinion of it.Just like the other book i've read by him ,garcia start's his books by telling us almost everything about the story , though we keep reading it , expecting something more from it .. which is found actually .. i just don't tolerate some ideas through the book and i hate the way he makes wrong things become right to the point that we sympathize with the people doing those horrid things , and it actually only proves how a good writer he is ..

Bunny

Ogni tanto sento il bisogno di leggere Marquez, autore che non riesco ad affrontare sempre perchè ho bisogno di essere ben predisposta per dedicarmi ai suoi temi. Qui l'introduzione cattura più di tutto il resto: il ritrovamento del cadavere di Sierva Maria De Todos Los Angeles dal cui cranio crescono ancora metri e metri di capelli rossi fiammanti. Da qui, parte tutta la storia che vi porterà a conoscere questa bambina che, in seguito al morso di un cane rabbioso, verrà rinchiusa in un convento perchè creduta posseduta dal demonio. I personaggi sono tanti, diversi e ben caratterizzati e il linguaggio di Marquez è persuasivo e avvolgente. In definitiva, una buona lettura.

Kristal

The book begins with an introduction by Márques, explaining that while on assignment for a local newspaper, he was sent to a cemetery that was being moved due to the property being sold. While there, he witnessed one of the crypts opened and out flowed 22 meters of living hair belonging to the remains of a 200 year-old girl. The discovery reminded him of a story he had heard about a young girl who had been bitten by a rabid dog but was believed to have been able to preform miracles, giving her an almost saint-like quality. This is the background for 'Of Love and Other Demons'. Sierva María, the young marquise, lives with her mother and father but is free to do as she likes, since neither of her parents seems to take responsibility for her. She chooses to live with the slaves and acquires their customs as her own. Later, this would prove to be a downfall, as she will be declared a savage and have no moral fiber. Although she shows no ill-effects from the dog bite, she begins to exhibit some rather bizarre behavior that soon makes itself know to the Bishop. Her father is approached by the church and is concerned for her well being. Hoping to make amends for his lack of parental guidance, her father consents to having her locked in a cell at the Convent of Santa Clara. This is where she meets Father Caventano Delaura, the protégé of the Bishop. It will be his job to declare if Sierva María is demon possessed or suffering for the effects of the rabies. Delaura is a bookish man and prides himself on his library. He has no other worldly thoughts outside of books and the Church. But after his initial meeting with Sierva María, his thoughts begin to center on the girl. Although he is significantly older than her, he becomes infatuated with the girl and can not keep himself from her cell. Eventually things begin to unravel for Cayetan and Sierva María. Cayetano can not hide his love for the girl and Sierva María wants to be found demon-less. Together, they cannot hide their love for each other but the odds against they are insurmountable. This was my first time reading Márquez and I was thoroughly captivated. His ability to weave such a colorful and mesmerizing tale shows his talent as a writer. However, my one issue would be that I felt the ending was rushed. The story seemed to wrap itself up with the last two pages. I actually had to go back and reread it just to make sure it was the end. Still remained a favorite for this summer.

Christina Wilder

Take the disturbing tale of Lolita, add in the spiritual soul-searching of The Bridge of San Luis Rey, the horror of The Exorcist, as well as gorgeous prose, and you have this book. A man abandons his lover for another woman, who is struck by a lightning bolt and killed. His scorned lover, who used to communicate to him by way of leaving notes in paper folded into the shape of birds and left in a nearby tree, leaves "a storm" of paper birds, all written with the ominous message "That lightening bolt was mine."A holy man, tortured by his love and desire for a young girl thought to be possessed, seeks solace with a notorious atheist. "Do not torture yourself in vain...perhaps you have come only because you needed to talk about her," the nonbeliever soothes, to which the priest replies, "I could talk to you without stopping until the next century."(view spoiler)[When the priest begans to meet with the girl in secret, he confesses his love to her. He takes her hand and places it over his heart, and "she felt the internal clamor of his suffering." He tells her "I am always in this state."She pushes him, daring to do strange things to prove his love, the way a child naturally would. He is a slave to her and his own lack of faith. There are no happy endings. (hide spoiler)]The recognition of obsession, as well as the pitfalls of denying it and embracing it, come to life in this small gem of a novel.["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>

Jake

Freshman year in high school we were assigned Marquez's "No One Writes to the Colonel", which was not exactly an easy read (a description from Wikipedia: "the story of an impoverished, retired colonel, a veteran of the Thousand Days War, who still hopes to receive the pension he was promised some fifteen years earlier.") The experience turned me off to reading Marquez until I was forced to read "100 Years of Solitude" a few years later. It's too bad "Of Love and Other Demons" wasn't available back in 1990 (it came out in 1995), because it's a much better introduction to Marquez. It's kind of a distillation of all his favorite themes- ruined colonial estates, alluring virgins, the hallucinatory magic of the tropics, the hypocrisies of Catholicism- and it weighs in at slightly less than 150 pages. In fact, the only Marquez trope it seems to lack is an abundance of wise whores- they've been replaced here with a a bunch of wise slave-women. So in short, it's what "The Crying of Lot 49" is for Pynchon- find a precocious 14 year old and give them this book.

Jason

I must admit that while I enjoyed this immensely, I did not enjoy it as much as most other Marquez. It isn't just that I have grown tired of his pedophilia storylines, though that doesn't help, but rather that this story doesn't do as interesting job of blending the real and the fantastic and the moment that opens the story, so beautiful in its absurdity, seems to bear little resemblance to the story that follows, which is a shame because a concentration on the fantastic, rather than the mundane with a tint of the strange, would have helped this.Nonetheless, this novel does sparkle. It tells the story of a family, of a father who had loved in insane woman, but who was forced to marry another, of how his love for her blossomed until it was full before she died and how he was then tricked into marriage with another woman and how the daughter of that liaison was despised. It is the story of demon possessions and illicit priestly love and it is, all around, the kind of love that destroys, that rends and sunders, and there is something frightening and beautiful in that.

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