Believe there are no limits but the sky.

That's the nature of women, not to love when we love them, and to love when we love them not.

For me alone Don Quixote was born and I for him. His was the power of action, mine of writing.

The pen is the language of the soul; as the concepts that in it are generated, such will be its writings.

Hunger is the best sauce in the world.

Wit and humor do not reside in slow minds.

When the head aches, all the members partake of the pain.