Idleness, like kisses, to be sweet must be stolen.

A Spaniard will seek to persuade you that the bull-ring is an institution got up chiefly for the benefit of the bull.

If you are foolish enough to be contented, don't show it, but grumble with the rest; and if you can do with a little, ask for a great deal. Because if you don't you won't get any.

It is very strange, this domination of our intellect by our digestive organs. We cannot work, we cannot think, unless our stomach wills so. It dictates to us our emotions, our passions.

Time is but the shadow of the world upon the background of Eternity.

Idleness, like kisses, to be sweet must be stolen.

What I am looking for is a blessing not in disguise.