“We have a long distance to travel,' said the Angel of Death to our friend Gil, as soon as they had left… — Pedro Antonio de Alarcón Copy Share Image
“When they had ended their prayers, the Angel of Death recovered his loquacity and his gayety and ascending the chariot again, preceded… — Pedro Antonio de Alarcón Copy Share Image
“Very well, but - who are you?' again asked Gil Gil, in whom curiosity was beginning to get the better of every… — Pedro Antonio de Alarcón Copy Share Image
“The two friends went on and on toward the sierra, at times keeping the highway, at times. deviating from it. Whenever they… — Pedro Antonio de Alarcón Copy Share Image
“The moon fled eastward like a frightened dove, while the stars changed their places in the heavens, like a disbanding army. 'Where… — Pedro Antonio de Alarcón Copy Share Image
“We have a long distance to travel,' said the Angel of Death to our friend Gil, as soon as they had left the Villa.… — Pedro Antonio de Alarcón Copy Share
“When they had ended their prayers, the Angel of Death recovered his loquacity and his gayety and ascending the chariot again, preceded by Gil… — Pedro Antonio de Alarcón Copy Share
“Very well, but - who are you?' again asked Gil Gil, in whom curiosity was beginning to get the better of every other feeling.… — Pedro Antonio de Alarcón Copy Share
“Mi marido no está en casa; pero yo me basto para hacerla respetar.” — Pedro Antonio de Alarcón Copy Share
“¡Tu dixisti!...Excusatio non petita, accusatio manifesta. -- Qualis vir, talis oratio.” — Pedro Antonio de Alarcón Copy Share
On Sherry: The destiny of a thousand generations is concentrated in each drop. If the cares of the world overwhelm you, only taste it,… — Pedro Antonio de Alarcon Copy Share
“Y rompió a berrear tristemente abrazado a la barriga del señor Juan López.” — Pedro Antonio de Alarcón Copy Share
“Pero ¿a qué estas notas lúgubres en una tonadilla alegre? ¿A qué estos relámpagos fatídicos en una atmósfera tan serena? ¿A qué estas actitudes… — Pedro Antonio de Alarcón Copy Share
“The two friends went on and on toward the sierra, at times keeping the highway, at times. deviating from it. Whenever they passed through… — Pedro Antonio de Alarcón Copy Share
“The moon fled eastward like a frightened dove, while the stars changed their places in the heavens, like a disbanding army. 'Where are we?'… — Pedro Antonio de Alarcón Copy Share
