In one era the majority puts its faith and sympathy with the bullfighter, in another with the bull.

If you fear something, walk into it.

Madrid reacting with the forceful protection of bullfighting as an art form is an example of the survival of the old values.

Cooking certainly has some of the elements of an art form.

I never took pleasure in seeing a bull die. Relief, but certainly not pleasure.

For me, bullfighting was this very spiritual engagement with power, with power and death. You're pitting yourself against a force that's stronger than you and then you're winning or losing. It's power, a power play.

Acting requires focus, too, but acting doesn't, you might say, demand focus. When you're in the ring you don't even have to think about focus because the danger is so imminent. Imminent. You train and you prepare and then the adrenaline kicks in and drives you into focusing intensely. You'd better focus, right? Or else you'll make your exit on a stretcher.