Freedom is the right to tell others what they don't want to hear.
If you loved someone, you loved him, and when you had nothing else to give, you still gave him love.
the mute protest in your own bones
I have the most evil memories of Spain, but I have very few bad memories of Spaniards.
Under the spreading chestnut tree I sold you and you sold me--
Bad writers are nearly always haunted by the notion that Latin or Greek words are grander than Saxon ones.