Being a woman is a terribly difficult trade since it consists principally of dealings with men.

But this is the idlest of dreams: for I did understand perfectly well at the time that the moment the breath left the body of the Magnificent Capitaz, the Man of the People freed at last from the toils of love and wealth, there was nothing more for me to do in Sulaco.

My task is to make you hear, to make you feel,and, above all, to make you see. That is all, and it is everything.

Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love - and to put its trust in life.

Felicity, felicity - how shall I say it? - is quaffed out of a golden cup in every latitude: the flavour is with you - with you alone, and you can make it as intoxicating as you please.

Art itself my be defined as a single-minded attempt to render the highest kind of justice to the visible universe.

It's a long time since God has done anything for the people.