"He remembered that Colonel Gerineldo Marquez had once promised to get him a horse with a white star on its face and then he had never spoken about it again. Then he went on toward scattered episodes but he brought them back without any judgement because since he could not think of anything else, he had learned to think coldly so that inescapable memories would not touch any feeling."
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
One Hundred Years of Solitude
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