Puns are a form of humor with words.
A good smoker, like a good lover, always takes his time with a cigar.
I think writers rush in where everybody is very frightened to tread
I was never a true journalist, I was a movie critic.
So I do not consider myself a chronicler of my fatherland or even a chronicler of Havana
If the sleep of reason produces monsters, what does the sleep of unreason produce?