You love a lot of things if you live around them, but there isn't any woman and there isn't any horse, nor any before nor any after, that is as lovely as a great airplane.

One cat just leads to another. The place is so damned big it doesn't really seem as though there were many cats until you see them all moving like a mass migration at feeding time.

You should only read what is truly good or what is frankly bad.

Bullfighting is the only art in which the artist is in danger of death and in which the degree of brilliance in the performance is left to the fighter's honor.

The world is a fine place and worth the fighting for and I hate very much to leave it.

It's none of their business that you have to learn how to write. Let them think you were born that way.

There is no rule on how to write.