People who do not see the terrible things therefore do not see the beautiful things, either.

It is the Nobel Prize I want. It's worth $400,000.

I could be with a woman in a bed, for weeks even, and it would seem to me like three seconds. Or 300 years.

The flamenco of the Gypsy has nothing to do with the flamenco for tourists. Real flamenco is like sex.

Put a bird cage near the window so that the bird can see the sky? It's much better to look than not to, even if it hurts.

I sell myself for the highest price. Exactly like a prostitute. There is no difference.

Why have I had this life? If I knew, I wouldn't have done it