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For Neither Good Nor Evil Can Last For Ever; And So It Follows That As Evil Has Lasted A Long Time, Good Must Now Be Close At Hand.

-Miguel De Cervantes

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For Neither Good Nor

Miguel De Cervantes

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For Neither Good Nor Evil Can Last For Ever; And So It Follows That As Evil Has Lasted A Long Time, Good Must Now Be Close At Hand.

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They Can Expect Nothing But Their Labor For Their Pains. - Cervantes

Every Man Was Not Born With A Silver Spoon In His Mouth.

All The Vices, Sancho, Bring Some Kind Of Pleasure With Them; But Envy Brings Nothing But Irritation, Bitterness, And Rage.

There Are Many Hours And Minutes Between Now And Tomorrowand In Any One Of Them-even In A Minute,the House Falls

Fear Has Many Eyes And Can See Things Underground.

Great Persons Are Able To Do Great Kindnesses.

Take Away The Cause, And The Effect Ceases.

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I Do Not Say A Proverb Is Amiss When Aptly And Reasonably Applied, But To Be Forever Discharging Them, Right Or Wrong, Hit Or Miss, Renders Conversation Insipid And Vulgar.

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Jealousy Sees Things Always With Magnifying Glasses Which Make Little Things Large, Of Dwarfs Giants, Of Suspicions Truths.

Little Said Is Soon Amended.

Be Not Under The Dominion Of Thine Own Will; It Is The Vice Of The Ignorant, Who Vainly Presume On Their Own Understanding.

Every Man Is As God Made Him, Ay, And Often Worse.

The Gratification Of Wealth Is Not Found In Mere Possession Or In Lavish Expenditure, But In Its Wise Application.

For Hope Is Always Born At The Same Time As Love.

The Road To The Inn Is Much Better Than The Stay.

By God And Upon My Conscience, Said The Devil, I Never Observed It, For My Mind Is Occupied With So Many Different Things That I Was Forgetting The Main Thing I Came About. This Demon Must Be An Honest Fellow And A Good Christian, Said Sancho; For If He Wasn't He Wouldn't Swear By God And His Conscience; I Feel Sure Now There Must Be Good Souls Even In Hell Itself.

There Are Two Kinds Of People In This World, My Grandmother Used To Say: The Have's And The Have-not's, And She Stuck To The Have's. And Today, Señor Don Quixote, People Are More Interested In Having Than In Knowing. An Ass Covered With Gold Makes A Better Impression Than A Horse With A Packsaddle.

Pray, Look Better, Sir... Those Things Yonder Are No Giants, But Windmills.

Faint Heart Ne'er Won Fair Lady.

In Hell There Is No Retention.

But Do Not Give It To A Lawyer's Clerk To Write, For They Use A Legal Hand That Satan Himself Will Not Understand.

If You Are Ambitious Of Climbing Up To The Difficult, And In A Manner Inaccessible, Summit Of The Temple Of Fame, Your Surest Way Is To Leave On One Hand The Narrow Path Of Poetry, And Follow The Narrower Track Of Knight-errantry, Which In A Trice May Raise You To An Imperial Throne.

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.

The Wounds Received In Battle Bestow Honor, They Do Not Take It Away.

A Little In One's Own Pocket Is Better Than Much In Another Man's Purse.

All Sorrows Are Less With Bread.

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Valor Lies Just Halfway Between Rashness And Cowardice.

There Is A Time For Some Things, And A Time For All Things; A Time For Great Things, And A Time For Small Things.

The Proof Is In The Pudding.

Fly Not, Cowards And Vile Beings, For A Single Knight Attacks You.

Do But Take Care To Express Yourself In A Plain, Easy Manner, In Well-chosen, Significant And Decent Terms, And To Give A Harmonious And Pleasing Turn To Your Periods: Study To Explain Your Thoughts, And Set Them In The Truest Light, Labouring As Much As Possible, Not To Leave Them Dark Nor Intricate, But Clear And Intelligible.

Never Look For Birds Of This Year In The Nests Of The Last.

I Do Not Believe That The Good Lord Plays Dice.

Good Christians Should Never Avenge Injuries.

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 Resist It And Am Being Turned Into Stone, Devoid Of All Knowledge Or Feeling.

Do Not Eat Garlic Or Onions; For Their Smell Will Reveal That You Are A Peasant.

The Man Who Is Prepared Has His Battle Half Fought.

The Darts Of Love Are Blunted By Maiden Modesty.

Nothing Costs Less Nor Is Cheaper Than Compliments Of Civility.

My Honor Is Dearer To Me Than My Life.

For A Man To Attain To An Eminent Degree In Learning Costs Him Time, Watching, Hunger, Nakedness, Dizziness In The Head, Weakness In The Stomach, And Other Inconveniences.

Laziness Never Arrived At The Attainment Of A Good Wish.

To Be Good To The Vile Is To Throw Water Into The Sea.

It Is Not The Responsibility Of Knights Errant To Discover Whether The Afflicted, The Enchained And The Oppressed Whom They Encounter On The Road Are Reduced To These Circumstances And Suffer This Distress For Their Vices, Or For Their Virtues: The Knight's Sole Responsibility Is To Succour Them As People In Need, Having Eyes Only For Their Sufferings, Not For Their Misdeeds.

What A Man Has, So Much He Is Sure Of.

Tell Me What Company Thou Keepest And I'll Tell Thee What Thou Art.

Love Is Influenced By No Consideration, Recognizes No Restraints Of Reason, And Is Of The Same Nature As Death, That Assails Alike The Lofty Palaces Of Kings And The Humble Cabins Of Shepherds; And When It Takes Entire Possession Of A Heart, The First Thing It Does Is To Banish Fear And Shame From It.

He That Will Not When He May, When He Would, He Should Have Nay.

God Bears With The Wicked, But Not Forever.

Sancho Panza By Name Is My Own Self, If I Was Not Changed In My Cradle.

Her Father Guarded Her, And She Guarded Herself; For There Are No Padlocks, Bolts, Or Bars, That Secure A Maiden Better Than Her Own Reserve.

She Wanted, With Her Fickleness, To Make My Destruction Constant; I Want, By Trying To Destroy Myself, To Satisfy Her Desire.

He Who's Down One Day Can Be Up The Next, Unless He Really Wants To Stay In Bed, That Is.

No Man Is More Than Another Unless He Does More Than Another.

The Pen Is The Tongue Of The Mind.

Well, There's A Remedy For All Things But Death, Which Will Be Sure To Lay Us Flat One Time Or Other.

And For The Citation Of So Many Authors, 'tis The Easiest Thing In Nature. Find Out One Of These Books With An Alphabetical Index, And Without Any Farther Ceremony, Remove It Verbatim Into Your Own... There Are Fools Enough To Be Thus Drawn Into An Opinion Of The Work; At Least, Such A Flourishing Train Of Attendants Will Give Your Book A Fashionable Air, And Recommend It For Sale.

Great Expectations Are Better Than A Poor Possession.

Great Expectations

Journey Over All The Universe In A Map, Without The Expense And Fatigue Of Traveling, Without Suffering The Inconveniences Of Heat, Cold, Hunger, And Thirst.

One Of The Effects Of Fear Is To Disturb The Senses And Cause Things To Appear Other Than What They Are.

All Of That Is True,’ Responded Don Quixote, ‘but We Cannot All Be Friars, And God Brings His Children To Heaven By Many Paths: Chivalry Is A Religion, And There Are Sainted Knights In Glory.’ Yes,’ Responded Sancho, ‘but I’ve Heard That There Are More Friars In Heaven Than Knights Errant.’ That Is True,’ Responded Don Quixote, ‘because The Number Of Religious Is Greater Than The Number Of Knights.’ There Are Many Who Are Errant,’ Said Sancho. Many,’ Responded Don Quixote, ‘but Few Who Deserve To Be Called Knights.

And Thus Being Totally Preoccupied, He Rode So Slowly That The Sun Was Soon Glowing With Such Intense Heat That It Would Have Melted His Brains, If He'd Had Any.

Every One In His Own House And God In All Of Them.

Maybe The Greatest Madness Is To See Life As It Is Rather Than What It Could Be.

Modesty, Tis A Virtue Not Often Found Among Poets, For Almost Every One Of Them Thinks Himself The Greatest In The World.

Necessity Urges Desperate Measures.

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Truly I Was Born To Be An Example Of Misfortune, And A Target At Which The Arrows Of Adversary Are Aimed.

The Knowledge Of Yourself Will Preserve You From Vanity.

It Is A True Saying That A Man Must Eat A Peck Of Salt With His Friend Before He Knows Him.

Historians Ought To Be Precise, Faithful, And Unprejudiced; And Neither Interest Nor Fear, Hatred Nor Affection, Should Make Them Swerve From The Way Of Truth.

A Blot In Thy Escutcheon To All Futurity.

Love Is A Power Too Strong To Be Overcome By Anything But Flight.

Alas! All Music Jars When The Soul's Out Of Tune.

The Brave Man Carves Out His Fortune, And Every Man Is The Sum Of His Own Works.

Liberty Is One Of The Most Precious Gifts Which Heaven Has Bestowed On Man; With It We Cannot Compare The Treasures Which The Earth Contains Or The Sea Conceals; For Liberty, As For Honor, We Can And Ought To Risk Our Lives; And, On For The Other Hand, Captivity Is The Greatest Evil That Can Befall Man.

I Had Rather Munch A Crust Of Brown Bread And An Onion In A Corner, Without Any More Ado Or Ceremony, Than Feed Upon Turkey At Another Man?s Table, Where One Is Fain To Sit Mincing And Chewing His Meat An Hour Together, Drink Little, Be Always Wiping His Fingers And His Chops, And Never Dare To Cough Nor Sneeze, Though He Has Never So Much A Mind To It, Nor Do A Many Things Which A Body May Do Freely By One?s Self.

Man Have To Have Friends Even In Hell.

Laws That Only Threaten, And Are Not Kept, Become Like The Log That Was Given To The Frogs To Be Their King, Which They Feared At First, But Soon Scorned And Trampled On.

True Valor Lies In The Middle Between Cowardice And Rashness.

Death Eats Up All Things, Both The Young Lamb And Old Sheep; And I Have Heard Our Parson Say, Death Values A Prince No More Than A Clown.

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The Ass Will Carry His Load, But Not A Double Load; Ride Not A Free Horse To Death.

For Men May Prove And Use Their Friends, As The Poet Expresses It, Usque Ad Aras, Meaning That A Friend Should Not Be Required To Act Contrary To The Law Of God.

All Sorrows Are Bearable, If There Is Bread.

The Treason Pleases, But The Traitors Are Odious.

There Is No Jewel In The World So Valuable As A Chaste And Virtuous Woman.

The Wicked Are Always Ungrateful.

Roque...lined His Men Up And Had Them Produce All The Clothing, Jewels, Money, And Other Objects That They Had Stolen Since The Last Time They Had Divided The Spoils. Having Made A Hasty Appraisal And Reduced To Terms Of Money Those Items That Could Not Be Divided, He Split The Whole Into Shares With Such Equity And Exactitude That In Not A Single Instance Did He Go Beyond Or Fall Short Of A Strict Distributive Justice. They Were All Well Satisfied With The Payment Received, Indeed They Were Quite Well Pleased; And Roque Then Turned To Don Quixote.

I Would Do What I Pleased, And Doing What I Pleased, I Should Have My Will, And Having My Will, I Should Be Contented; And When One Is Contented, There Is No More To Be Desired; And When There Is No More To Be Desired, There Is An End Of It.

Since We Have A Good Loaf, Let Us Not Look For Cheesecakes.

It Will Be Seen In The Frying Of The Eggs.

Poesy Is A Beauteous Damsel, Chaste, Honourable, Discreet, Witty, Retired, And Who Keeps Herself Within The Limits Of Propriety. She Is A Friend Of Solitude; Fountains Entertain Her, Meadows Console Her, Woods Free Her From Ennui, Flowers Delight Her; In Short, She Gives Pleasure And Instruction To All With Whom She Communicates.

Liberty, As Well As Honor, Man Ought To Preserve At The Hazard Of His Life, For Without It Life Is Insupportable

Sing Away Sorrow, Cast Away Care.

The Eyes Those Silent Tongues Of Love.

The Foolish Sayings Of The Rich Pass For Wise Saws In Society.

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If Thou Takest Virtue For The Rule Of Life, And Valuest Thyself Upon Acting In All Things Comfortably Thereto, Thou Wilt Have No Cause To Envy Lords And Princes; For Blood Is Inherited, But Virtue Is Common Property, And May Be Acquired By All; It Has, Moreover, An Intrinsic Worth, Which Blood Has Not.

Get Out Of Harms Way.

I Shall Be As Secret As The Grave.

A Bad Year And A Bad Month To All The Backbiting Bitches In The World!.

She Who Desires To See, Desires Also To Be Seen.

Tomorrow Will Be A New Day.

Time Ripens All Things; No Man Is Born Wise.

Behind The Cross Is The Devil.

Wit And Humor Do Not Reside In Slow Minds.

Make It Thy Business To Know Thyself, Which Is The Most Difficult Lesson In The World

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A Closed Mouth Catches No Flies.

Every Dog Has His Day.

All Is Not Gold That Glisters.

Thou Camest Out Of Thy Mother's Belly Without Government, Thou Hast Liv'd Hitherto Without Government, And Thou Mayst Be Carried To Thy Long Home Without Government, When It Shall Please The Lord. How Many People In This World Live Without Government, Yet Do Well Enough, And Are Well Look'd Upon?

Forewarned, Forearmed; To Be Prepared Is Half The Victory.

It Is Past All Controversy That What Costs Dearest Is, And Ought To Be, Most Valued.

Wine In Excess Keeps Neither Secrets Nor Promises.

It Is Good To Live And Learn.

Urgent Necessity Prompts Many To Do Things.

Nor Has His Death The World Deceiv'd Than His Wondrous Life Surprise D; If He Like A Madman Liv'd Least He Like A Wise One Dy'd.

He Who Sings Frightens Away His Ills.

True Courage Lies In The Middle, Between Cowardice And Recklessness.

Never Meddle With Play-actors, For They're A Favoured Race.

There Is Also This Benefit In Brag, That The Speaker Is Unconsciously Expressing His Own Ideal. Humor Him By All Means, Draw It All Out, And Hold Him To It.

Take My Advice And Live For A Long, Long Time. Because The Maddest Thing A Man Can Do Is This Life Is To Let Himself Die.

Truth May Be Stretched, But Cannot Be Broken, And Always Gets Above Falsehood, As Does Oil Above Water.

The Very Remembrance Of My Former Misfortune Proves A New One To Me.

Let Me Leap Out Of The Frying-pan Into The Fire; Or, Out Of God's Blessing Into The Warm Sun.

Let Us Forget And Forgive Injuries.

Forgive And Forget

He Had A Face Like A Blessing.

Oh Senor" Said The Niece. "your Grace Should Send Them To Be Burned (books), Just Like All The Rest, Because It's Very Likely That My Dear Uncle, Having Been Cured Of The Chivalric Disease, Will Read These And Want To Become A Shepherd And Wander Through The Woods And Meadows Singing And Playing And, What Would Be Even Worse, Become A Poet, And That, They Say, Is An Incurable And Contagious Disease.

My Memory Is So Bad That Many Times I Forget My Own Name.

Give The Devil His Due.

Cunning Cheats Itself Wholly, And Other People Partially.

The Poet May Say Or Sing, Not As Things Were, But As They Ought To Have Been; But The Historian Must Pen Them, Not As They Ought To Have Been, But As They Really Were.

Now Blessings Light On Him That First Invented This Same Sleep. It Covers A Man All Over, Thoughts And All, Like A Cloak.

The Journey Is Better Than The Inn".

Thank You For Nothing.

'tis Said Of Love That It Sometimes Goes, Sometimes Flies; Runs With One, Walks Gravely With Another; Turns A Third Into Ice, And Sets A Fourth In A Flame: It Wounds One, Another It Kills: Like Lightning It Begins And Ends In The Same Moment: It Makes That Fort Yield At Night Which It Besieged But In The Morning; For There Is No Force Able To Resist It.

Make It Thy Business To Know Thyself, Which Is The Most Difficult Lesson In The World. Yet From This Lesson Thou Will Learn To Avoid The Frog's Foolish Ambition Of Swelling To Rival The Bigness Of The Ox.

The Proof Of The Pudding Is The Eating.

Heaven's Help Is Better Than Early Rising.

God Exalts The Man Who Humbles Himself.

The Most Difficult Character In Comedy Is That Of The Fool, And He Must Be No Simpleton That Plays That Part.

Be Brief, For No Talk Can Please When Too Long. Being Prepared Is Half The Victory.

Other Men's Pains Are Easily Borne.

What Man Can Pretend To Know The Riddle Of A Woman's Mind?

History Is In A Manner A Sacred Thing, So Far As It Contains Truth; For Where Truth Is, The Supreme Father Of It May Also Be Said To Be, At Least, Inasmuch As Concerns Truth.

Good Actions Ennoble Us, And We Are The Sons Of Our Deeds.

It Takes All Sorts (to Make A World

Wind In The Willows

For Neither Good Nor Evil Can Last For Ever; And So It Follows That As Evil Has Lasted A Long Time, Good Must Now Be Close At Hand.

He Who's Never Loved Cannot Be Good.

A Knight Errant Who Turns Mad For A Reason Deserves Neither Merit Nor Thanks. The Thing Is To Do It Without Cause

The Little Birds Have God For Their Caterer.

The Most Perceptive Character In A Play Is The Fool, Because The Man Who Wishes To Seem Simple Cannot Possibly Be A Simpleton.

Abundance, Even Of Good Things, Prevents Them From Being Valued

Until Death It Is All Life.

Fair And Softly Goes Far.

In Short, Virtue Cannot Live Where Envy Reigns, Nor Liberality Subsist With Niggardliness.

The Fear Thou Art In, Sancho," Said Don Quixote, "prevents Thee From Seeing Or Hearing Correctly, For One Of The Effects Of Fear Is To Derange The Senses And Make Things Appear Different From What They Are; If Thou Art In Such Fear, Withdraw To One Side And Leave Me To Myself, For Alone I Suffice To Bring Victory To That Side To Which I Shall Give My Aid;" And So Saying He Gave Rocinante The Spur, And Putting The Lance In Rest, Shot Down The Slope Like A Thunderbolt.

Let Us Not Throw The Rope After The Bucket.

It Requires A Long Time To Know Anyone.

When Good Luck Knocks At The Door, Let Him In And Keep Him There.

Too Much Sanity May Be Madness And The Maddest Of All, To See Life As It Is And Not As It Should Be.

Happy The Man To Whom Heaven Has Given A Morsel Of Bread Without Laying Him Under The Obligation Of Thanking Any Other For It Than Heaven Itself.

In Every Case, The Remedy Is To Take Action. Get Clear About Exactly What It Is That You Need To Learn And Exactly What You Need To Do To Learn It. Being Clear Kills Fear. Make It Thy Business To Know Thyself, Which Is The Most Difficult Lesson In The World.

Think Before Thou Speakest.

Nay, What Is Worse, Perhaps Turn Poet, Which, They Say, Is An Infectious And Incurable Distemper.

I Know What's What, And Have Always Taken Care Of The Main Chance.

Truth Indeed Rather Alleviates Than Hurts, And Will Always Bear Up Against Falsehood, As Oil Does Above Water.

History Is The Depository Of Great Actions, The Witness Of What Is Past, The Example And Instructor Of The Present, And Monitor To The Future.

Inasmuch As Ill-deeds Spring Up As A Spontaneous Crop, They Are Easy To Learn.

He Is Mad Past Recovery, But Yet He Has Lucid Intervals.

He That Gives Quickly Gives Twice.

Captivity Is The Greatest Of All Evils That Can Befall One.

I Would Have Nobody To Control Me; I Would Be Absolute: And Who But I? Now, He That Is Absolute Can Do What He Likes; He That Can Do What He Likes Can Take His Pleasure; He That Can Take His Pleasure Can Be Content; And He That Can Be Content Has No More To Desire. So The Matter 's Over; And Come What Will Come, I Am Satisfied.

There Is Nothing Costs Less Than Civility.

It Is Better That A Judge Should Lean On The Side Of Compassion Than Severity.

There Is No Proverb That Is Not True.

Do You See Over Yonder, Friend Sancho, Thirty Or Forty Hulking Giants? I Intend To Do Battle With Them And Slay Them.

The Worst Reconciliation Is Better Than The Best Divorce.

I Never Thrust My Nose Into Other Men's Porridge. It Is No Bread And Butter Of Mine; Every Man For Himself, And God For Us All.

In The Night All Cats Are Gray.

It Seldom Happens That Any Felicity Comes So Pure As Not To Be Tempered And Allayed By Some Mixture Of Sorrow.

One Swallow Alone Does Not Make A Summer.

Whether The Pitcher Hits The Stone Or The Stone Hits The Pitcher, It Goes Ill With The Pitcher.

Leap Out Of The Frying Pan Into The Fire.

Drink Moderately, For Drunkeness Neither Keeps A Secret, Nor Observes A Promise.

Where One Door Shuts Another Opens.

Another Opportunity

Jests That Give Pains Are No Jests.

Blessings On Him, Who Invented Sleep.

Our Greatest Foes, And Whom We Must Chiefly Combat, Are Within.

The Pitcher Goes So Often To The Fountain That If Gets Broken.

A Person Dishonored Is Worst Than Dead.

Hunger Is The Best Sauce In The World.

Where There's Music There Can Be No Evil.

Dine On Little, And Sup On Less.

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