Verde Que Te Quiero Verde. Verde Viento.

Those Who Are Afraid Of Death Will Carry It On Their Shoulders.

A Dead Man In Spain Is More Alive Than A Dead Man Anywhere In The World.

Even Money, Which Shines So Much, Spits Sometimes.

Pero Yo Ya No Soy Yo Ni Mi Casa Es Ya Mi Casa. But Now I Am No Longer I, Nor Is My House Any Longer My House.

The Theater Has To Impose Itself On The Public, And Not The Public On The Theater... The Word "art" Should Be Written Everywhere, In The Auditorium And In The Dressing Rooms, Before The Word "business" Gets Written There.