One Hundred Years of Solitude

There was always someone outside of the chalk circle.

perturbation,

An inner coldness which shattered his bones and tortured him even in the heat of the sun would not let him sleep for several months, until it became a habit.

prostration.

indignation.

abnegation,

The intoxication of power began to break apart under waves of discomfort.

It was then that he decided that no human being, not even Úrsula, could come closer to him than ten feet.

concupiscence