When I saw my wife again standing by the tracks as the train came in by the piled logs at the station, I wished I had died before I had ever loved anyone but her.
What kind of a hand is that,' he said. 'Cramp then if you want. Make yourself into a claw. It will do you no good.
We slept when we were tired and if we woke the other one woke too so one was not alone. Often a man wishes to be alone and a girl wishes to be alone too and if they love each other they are jealous of...
This was the price you paid for sleeping together. This was the end of the trap. This was what people got for loving each other.
This is the second day now that I do not know the result of the juegos he thought. But I must have confidence and I must be worthy of the great DiMaggio who does all things perfectly even with the pai...
This book is fiction, but there is always a chance that such a work of fiction may throw some light on what has been written as fact.
They would hit a man in the water, if they were hungry, even if the man had no smell of fish blood nor of fish slime on him.Ay, the old man said. Galanos. Come on galanos.
They were beaten to start with. They were beaten when they took them from their farms and put them in the army. That is why the peasant has wisdom, because he is defeated from the start. Put him in po...
There was no wind, and, outside now of the warm air of the cave, heavy with smoke of both tobacco and charcoal, with the odor of cooked rice and meat, saffron, pimentos, and oil, the tarry, wine-spill...
There is no reason why because it is dark you should look at things differently from when it is light.
There is no language so filthy as Spanish. There are words for all the vile words in English and there are other words and expressions that are used only in countries where blasphemy keeps pace with t...
There is milk? What luxury!
There is a hollow empty feeling that a man can have when he is waked too early in the morning that is almost like the feeling of disaster and he had this multiplied a thousand times.
There are the two curses of Spain, the bulls and the priests.
Then as I was getting up to the Closerie des Lilas with the light on my old friend, the statue of Marshal Ney with his sword out and the shadows of the trees on the bronze, and he alone there and nobo...
The world is a fine place and worth the fighting for and I hate very much to leave it. And you had a lot of luck, he told himself, to have had such a good life. You've had just as good a life as grand...
The whole thing seemed to run better while I was away.
The colonel breakfasted with the leisure of a fighter who has been clipped badly, hears four, and knows how to relax truly for five seconds or more.
The Age DemandThe age demanded that we singAnd cut away our tongue.The age demanded that we flowAnd hammered in the bung.The age demanded that we danceAnd jammed us into iron pants.
That in some way he could work the fat off his soul the way a fighter went into the mountains to work and train in order to burn it out of his body