The world has lost a literary genius. The New York Times called him a a “giant of 20th-century literature.” He died recently at his home in Mexico City and was 87 years of age. He received the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1982. He was “a master of the literary genre known as magical realism.” He always felt compelled to speak out on political issues of the day. He described magical realism in his Nobel address. ” Poets and beggars, musicians and prophets, warriors and scoundrels, all creatures of that unbridled reality, we have had to ask but little of imagination. For our crucial problem has been a lack of conventional means to render our lives believable.” “One Hundred Years of Solitude” would sell tens of millions of copies. William Kennedy, the novelist, said “it should be required reading for the entire human race.” Two of my favorite quotes of his. ” It is not that people stop pursuing dreams because they grow old, they grow old because they stop pursuing dreams.” “A true friend is one who holds your hand and touches your heart.” Be in peace Gabriel Garcia Marquez. You left this world timeless words of wisdom and brilliance.