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One night he asked Colonel Gerineldo Márquez:
«Tell me something, old friend: why are you fighting?»
«What other reason could there be?» Colonel Gerineldo Márquez answered. «For the great liberal party.»
«You’re lucky because you know why,» he answered. «As far as I’m concerned, I’ve come to realize only just now that I’m fighting because of pride.»
«That’s bad,» Colonel Gerineldo Márquez said. Colonel Aureliano Buendía was amused at his alarm. «Naturally,» he said. «But in any case, it’s better than not knowing why you’re fighting.» He looked him in the eyes and added with a smile:
«Or fighting, like you, for something that doesn’t have any meaning for anyone.»