The walls are the publishers of the poor.
This work is a torture on the rump but a joy to the heart.
The crimes committed with automobiles are called accidents.
We are all mortal until the first kiss and the second glass of wine.
I am astonished each time I come to the U.S. by the ignorance of a high percentage of the population, which knows almost nothing about Latin America or about the world. It's quite blind and deaf to anything that may happen outside the frontiers of the U.S.