Married men make the best husbands.
There are people who don't say a thing and sound magnificent!
We are all snobs of the Infinite, parvenus of the Eternal.
The chaste woman who teases is worse than a streetwalker.
Liszt's so-called piano music is nothing but Chopin and brandy.
Let there be no mincing of comparisons in this assertion. Not Turner, not Monet, painted so directly blinding shafts of sunlight as has this Spaniard.