Honour and virtue are ornaments of the soul, and without them the body, even if it is beautiful, shouldn’t seem beautiful.
Yes, it is strange,′ said Cardenio, ’and the whole business is so weird and wonderful that I can’t believe that if anyone wanted to invent such a story he’d be clever enough to do it.
For fooleries preserved in print Are perpetuity of shame.
Quien te cubre, te descubre!
That way, when the wolf came, I’d stand a better chance of catching him. Week in and week out they’d raised the alarm, and one sable-black night I lay in ambush for those wolves against whom I’d failed to protect the flock. While the other dogs tore out ahead of me, I lay doggo behind a bush and watched two shepherds mark out one of the best lambs in the fold and kill it – and in such a way that in the morning, everyone would think the wolf had done it.
Rocinante, a name, to his thinking, lofty, sonorous, and significant of his condition as a hack before he became what he now was, the first and foremost of all the hacks in the world.
Now I forgive you,” said Don Quixote, “and you must pardon the anger I have shown you; for first impulses are not in the hands of men.
Possess all things as if you possessed them not...
It will be easier to bend thy will to love on who adores thee, than to lead one to love thee who abhors thee now.
Here,” said Don Quixote when he saw it, “we can, brother Sancho Panza, plunge our hands all the way up to the elbows into this thing they call adventures.
How did you usually find a master? Because the way things are, it’s certainly tough nowadays to find a good one. The lords of the earth are very different from the Lord of heaven.
Just be careful what you’re saying, and even more careful what you’re doing.
Abundance, even of good things prevents them from being valued; and scarcity, even in the case of what is bad, confers a certain value.
Scholarship without virtue is like pearls in a dunghill.
You should also try to ensure that the melancholy man is moved to laughter when he reads your history, the jovial man laughs even more, the simpleton is not discouraged, the judicious marvel at its inventiveness, the serious-minded do not scorn it nor the wise fail to praise it.
As I said, I went back to my dog’s rations, and to the bones that a household serving slave threw me, and even those I had to fight over with two spotted cats. Free and easy, they thought nothing of snatching whatever fell outside the radius of my chain.
All these squalls to which we have been subjected are signs that the weather will soon improve and things will go well for us, because it is not possible for the bad or the good to endure forever, and from this it follows that since the bad has lasted so long, the good is close at hand.
My meaning, is, that churchmen in peace and quiet pray to Heaven for the welfare of the world, but we soldiers and knights carry into effect what they pray for, defending it with the might of our arms and the edge of our swords, not under shelter but in the open air, a target for the intolerable rays of the sun in summer and the piercing frosts of winter. Thus are we God’s ministers on earth and the arms by which his justice is done therein.
When I found my comprehension somewhat improved by this habit, I determined, as if I already knew how to talk even then, to take advantage of this exercise whenever I could – but not as some ignoramuses do. There are those who interlard their conversations from time to time with some brief, pithy Latin phrase, giving strangers to understand that they’re great Latinists when they hardly know how to decline a noun or conjugate a verb.
In Roman times everybody spoke Latin as their mother tongue, yet there must’ve been some morons even then. Speaking Latin didn’t absolve them of stupidity.