a man was on his way to the gallows when he met another, who asked him: where are you going, my friend? and the condemned man replied: i'm not going anywhere. they're taking me by force.

A stomach accustomed to hunger is satisfied with very little.

The history of mankind is the history of our misunderstandings with god, for he doesn't understand us, and we don't understand him.

Can you imagine what Bush would say if someone like Hugo Chavez asked him for a little piece of land to install a military base, and he only wanted to plant a Venezuelan flag there?

Blessed be the night, which conceals and protects things fair and foul with the same indifferent mantle.

We never consider that the things dogs know about us are things of which we have not the faintest notion.

When we are born, when we enter this world, it is as if we signed a pact for the rest of our life, but a day may come when we will ask ourselves Who signed this on my behalf?