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.

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.

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.

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.

Amidst the whole peril in the world, here’s why you’re still alive–to find your purpose. Your purpose will ignite hope in others.

How can there be suffering when there is love?

I'm probably projecting. I'm a projector. For example: The world is not terrible. I just keep thinking it is.

And when it comes to gettin nookie, I'm not a rookie... I got girls that make that chick Toni Braxton look like Whoopi.

Prayer is a thought, a belief, a feeling, arising within the mind of the one praying.

Sometimes you have the feeling that some little imp is standing behind you and dictating to you, but he gives it to you slowly, drop by drop.

The song can be a little bit more of the mystery and leave the whole thing open ended. But there's something really gratifying about saying exactly what you mean.

You can only learn when you teach.

You don't organize metaphors . . . you explode them.

In Garden Party or 40 Days and 40 Nights, I played characters who people dont necessarily like; I just find some humanity in them.