Going home must be like going to render an account.

The terrorist and the policeman both come from the same basket. Revolution, legality--counter-moves in the same game; forms of idleness at bottom identical.

Criticism, that fine flower of personal expression in the garden of letters.

In the time of Spanish rule, and for many years afterwards, the town of Sulaco--the luxuriant beauty of the orange gardens bears witness to its antiquity--had never been commercially anything more important than a coasting port with a fairly large local trade in ox-hides and indigo.

I saw him open his mouth wide. . . as though he had wanted to swallow all the air, all the earth, all the men before him.

A fool has more ideas than a wise man can foresee.

To a teacher of languages there comes a time when the world is but a place of many words and man appears a mere talking animal not much more wonderful than a parrot.