They must take me for a fool, or even worse, a lunatic. And no wonder ,for I am so intensely conscious of my misfortune and my misery is so overwhelming that I am powerless to...

Here lies a gentleman boldWho was so very braveHe went to lengths untold,And on the brink of the graveDeath had on him no hold.By the world he set small store–He frightened it to the core–Yet...

… truth, whose mother is history, who is the rival of time, depository of deeds, witness of the past, example and lesson to the present, and warning to the future.

A Man Without Honoris Worse than Dead.

Not with whom you are born, but with whom you are bred.

There is remedy for all things except death – Don Quixote De La Mancha

…if the verses are for a literary competition, your grace should try to win second place; first is always won through favor or because of the high estate of the person, second is won because...

Remember that there are two kinds of beauty: one of the soul and the other of the body. That of the soul displays its radiance in intelligence, in chastity, in good conduct, in generosity, and...

Yo no creo en brujas, pero que las hay, las hay.

The greatest madness a man can be guilty of in this life, is to let himself die outright, without being slain by any person whatever, or destroyed by any other weapon than the hands of...

I say that good painters imitated nature; but that bad ones vomited it.

…but once more I say do as you please, for we women are born to this burden of being obedient to our husbands, though they be blockheads

Es natural condición de las mujeres desdeñar a quien las quiere y amar a quien las aborrece

Seine Ehre kann auch der Arme behalten, nicht aber der Schlechte.

En resolución, él se enfrascó tanto en su lectura, que se le pasaban las noches leyendo de claro en claro, y los días de turbio en turbio, y así, del poco dormir y del mucho...

…he spent whole days and nights over his books; and thus with little sleeping and much reading his brains dried up to such a degree that he lost the use of his reason.

Finally, from so little sleeping and so much reading, his brain dried up and he went completely out of his mind.

Dulcinea del Toboso es la más hermosa mujer del mundo, y yo el más desdichado caballero de la tierra, y no es bien que mi flaqueza defraude esta verdad. Aprieta, caballero, la lanza, y quítame...

Es, pues, de saber que este sobredicho hidalgo, los ratos que estaba ocioso, que eran los más del año, se daba a leer.

All sorrows are less with bread.

The reason for the unreason with which you treat my reason , so weakens my reason that with reason I complain of your beauty.

…in the worst of circumstances, the hypocrite who pretends to be good does less harm than the public sinner.

In any case, Cide Hamete Benengeli was a very careful historian, and very accurate in all things, as can be clearly seen in the details he relates to us, for although they are trivial and...

Je cherche dans la mort la vie,Dans la prison la liberté,La santé dans la maladie,Dans le traître la loyauté.Mais mon infortune est si grandeQue le destin impatienté,Si l’impossible je demande,M’a le possible refusé.

Demasiada cordura puede ser la peor de las locuras, ver la vida como es y no como debería de ser.Too much sanity may be madness. And maddest of all, to see life as it is...

…a great man who is vicious will only be a great doer of evil, and a rich man who is not liberal will be only a miserly beggar; for the possessor of wealth is not...

He who sings scares away his woes.

Honesty’s the best policy.

El que lee mucho y anda mucho, ve mucho y sabe mucho.

After the gratifications of brutish appetites are past, the greatest pleasure then is to get rid of that which entertained it.

I do not insist,” answered Don Quixote, “that this is a full adventure, but it is the beginning of one, for this is the way adventures begin.

Facts are the enemy of truth.

Art does not surpass nature but perfects it.

Anyone who is ignorant, even a lord and prince, can and should be counted as one of the mob.

The dead to the grave, the living to the loaf.

La pluma es la lengua del alma: cuales fueren los conceptos que en ella se engendraren, tales serán sus escritos.