A bull will try to outwit you. It will stop and hook when the last thing you expect from it is that it will stop and hook.

It's almost impossible to imagine bullfighting abolished from Spain entirely. Values do change, though.

I'm good at killing, I'm known as a bullfighter who kills well, and that I can kill well, that I can compete technically with my male peers in my technique in killing, gives me satisfaction.

You kill, it's part of your world as a bullfighter, it's a natural part of your world, and then you leave that world and it becomes unnatural.

Animals are complicated and so is the animal-rights opposition. It's hard to read motives in animals, and hard to read motives in politics.

Madrid reacting with the forceful protection of bullfighting as an art form is an example of the survival of the old values.

I was a bullfighter. I'd like to see the tradition continue. I'm sorry that Catalonia is robbing itself of a tradition that belongs in Catalonia.

If you fear something, walk into it.

Cooking certainly has some of the elements of an art form.

I never took pleasure in seeing a bull die. Relief, but certainly not pleasure.

In one era the majority puts its faith and sympathy with the bullfighter, in another with the bull.

Tact is an ability to live in the midst of ugliness without getting ugly.

Even the most political poem is an act of faith.

There is no original sin. You don't have to pay repentance to anything or anybody.

And dilettantism is a humorous way to survive. Everybody understands you for it and everybody hates you for it. And not everybody chooses to be a dilettante. Many choose cunning and brute force.

It takes a brave man to be a coward in the Red Army.

But Barry, to me, is head and shoulders above everybody.

When I'm there, it's pure silence. There are other writers there, too, and I get super competitive. I have this weird fear that some guy next to me is writing this amazing novel, so I got to compete.

So I would say Reagan was the best, and certainly Clinton the worst.

I came in to win, you know. This is why I stay up late while other people are sleeping.

The gods favor the bold.