All men of action are dreamers.
Life is like an onion: you peel off layer after layer and then you find there is nothing in it.
Scratch an artist and you surprise a child.
Lawyers earn a living by the sweat of browbeating others.
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.
The chaste woman who teases is worse than a streetwalker.