Love in the Time of Cholera : Love as Fever, Time as Physician Only a few novels moved me in the way Love in the Time of Cholera does. Written by Gabriel This incandescent chronicle, written by Gabriel García Márquez, is not simply a love story; it is an anatomy of yearning stretched across half a century. It is patient. It is disorderly. It refuses the orderly geometry of youthful desire and instead spreads, vine-like, over decades of parting, marriage, infidelity, illness, and aging. The plot moves around three characters: Florentino Ariza, Fermina Daza, and Dr. Juvenal Urbino. Florentino, a telegraph operator with a poet’s hallucination, meets Fermina as a teenager and promptly yields—not to reason, but to ecstasy. His obsession behaves like a contagion. He shivers, sweats, and loses taste. The indications resemble cholera itself, and Márquez enchants in this ambiguity, that love is a sickness, or is sickness purely love unvarnished of allegory. Fermina is at fir...
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