The duty of writers is not to preserve language
 but to make a way for it in history.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Gabriel García Márquez once said: "The important thing is to be alive, I believe that death is a betrayal, it is a trap." And he left us an antidote to avoid it, to write a lot.

Son of Gabriel Eligio García and Luisa Santiaga Márquez Iguarán, El Gabo was born in Aracataca, Magdalena, Colombia, on March 6, 1927. His father wanted him to be a lawyer, but he gave up to become a writer. Even today he holds the record of the best-selling author in the Spanish language in the world.

Although he affirms that the atmosphere of his literature is thanks to his maternal grandparents, some say that the fascination for the supernatural was Galician, that from the Andalusians he obtained exaggeration and adornment in the word, from the islanders the prophetic and that his melancholy it comes from Africa. The absurd is the preferred ingredient, where in your country, and in Latin America, these things happen constantly.

Cataloged his work as magical realism, Márquez asserted that he could demonstrate that there was not a single line in his books that did not arise from a true fact. «Life is not what one lived, but what one remembers and how one remembers it to tell it […] I think I made the determination, not to invent a new reality or to create it, but to find a reality with which I identified and which, consequently, he knew well. That's the kind of writer I am.

His first book, The Leaf , took five years to be published and the first he read as a child, found it in a trunk, was The Thousand and One Nights . In it he discovered perfectly possible fantastic episodes. «The novelist can invent everything as long as he makes him believe it. In Latin America fiction is easier to make believe than reality ».

However, he never believed himself to be a complete intellectual, despite having been awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1982 and the Doctor honoris causa at the University of Cádiz in 1994. According to him, to be one he had to have preconceived ideas about reality. “On the other hand, not me. - He said in an interview to the magazine El Correo - I live about the anecdote, about the events of daily life ».

His routine always consisted of working every day from 8 in the morning until 3 in the afternoon under the premise that if he did not express, "The arm gets cold." For him a writer was one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration.

In 2005, the year he died, the creator had stopped writing for the first time and had no future projects or thought about them, he sensed that it would be his sabbatical. «I think that the progression of a work consists precisely in continuing to dig inside yourself to see where you are arriving, where you can find the button you are looking for and what is the mystery of death. That of life, you know, will never be deciphered.