Some writers are only born to help another writer write one sentence.

There is no night life in Spain. They stay up late but they get up late. That is not night life. That is delaying the day.

Some lived in it and never felt it but he knew it all was nada y pues nada y nada y pues nada.

You are killing me, fish, the old man thought. But you have a right to. Never have I seen a greater, or more beautiful, or a calmer or more noble thing than you, brother.

It is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best, since you have to sweat up the hills and coast down them. Thus you remember them as they actually are, while in a motor car only a high hill impresses you, and you have no such accurate remembrance of the country you have driven through as you gain by riding a bicycle.

The thing is to become a master and in your old age to acquire the courage to do what children did when they knew nothing.

This beer is good for you. This is draft beer. Stick with the beer. Let's go and beat this guy up and come back and drink some more beer.