There are only three sports: bullfighting, motor racing, and mountaineering; all the rest are merely games.

Of all men the drunkard is the foulest. The thief when he is not stealing is like another. The extortioner does not practice in the home. The murderer when he is at home can wash his hands. But the drunkard stinks and vomits in this own bed and dissolves his organs in alcohol.

I was a little drunk. Not drunk in any positive sense but just enough to be careless.

We're always lucky,' I said and like a fool I did not knock on wood.

Each day of not writing, of comfort, of being that which he despised, dulled his ability and softened his will to work so that, finally, he did no work at all.

The people that I liked and had not met went to the big cafes because they were lost in them and no one noticed them and they could be alone in them and be together.

For sale. Baby shoes. Never worn.