Resolution, he engaged so much in his legacy, that he spent the nights reading clearly in clear, and the days of murky in murky; And so, of the little sleep and much read, the celebration walked, so...

Even Sancho Panza cried, although later he said that he did not cry but for seeing that Dorotea was not, as he thought, the Micomicone Queen, from whom he was waiting for so many Mercedes.

From the sweet my enemy is born an evil that hurts the soul, and, for more torment, he wants him to feel and not say.

All these storms that happen to us are signs that time has to calm down and things must happen well; Because it is not possible for evil or good to be durable, and from here it follows that, having...

Maritornes was very great and transuding

Better in hand is better flying.

But time, discoverer of all things, will say when we least think about it.

Being warning of walking gentlemen who, when they have tried an adventure and did not go well with it, it is a sign that it is not for them stored, but for others; And so, they do not need to try it...

«From that most unhappy nation than prudent, on whom a sea of ​​misfortunes has rained these days, I was born

From well -born people is to thank the benefits they receive, and one of the sins that offends God is ingratitude. Digolo

of what had been when it was Rocín, before what was now

Here lies the strong gentleman who arrived so much from Valiente, who warns that death did not succeed from his life with his death. He had everyone in little; It was the fright and coconut of the...

For time and space of ten years, they run and have from the said day of the data highlights our ID; The person or people who, without having your power, printed or sold, or make print or sell, for the...

Dialogue between Babieca and Rocinante sonnet B. How are you, Rocinante, so thin? A. Because you never eat, and work. B. Well, what is barley and straw? A. My master does not leave me or a bite. B....

But I can't think what this maiden saw in your mercy that would give it and overwhelm it: what a gala, what a brio, what donaire, what face, that everything by themselves say, or all together, they...

The best sauce in the world is hunger; And since this is not missing the poor, they always eat pleasant.

He warns, Sancho, ”Don Quixote replied," that there are two ways of beauty: one of the soul and one of the body; that of the soul champion and is shown in the understanding, in honesty, in good...

An ugly son and without grace have a father, and the love he has puts a bandage in his eyes so that he does not see his faults, before he judges them by discretions and niceties and tells his friends...

He did not miss anything but looking for a lady from whom to fall in love; Because the walking knight without love was tree without leaves and without fruit and body without soul.

The walking knight without love was tree without leaves and without fruit and body without a soul.

Oh Lord! -said the niece-, may your mercy be to burn, like others, because it would not be much that, having healed my lord uncle of chivalrous disease, reading these, you want to become a pastor and...

what would be worse, become a poet; That, they say, it is incurable and catchy disease.

If he showed it to you, ”said Don Quijote," what do you do in confessing such a noticeable truth? " The importance is that without seeing it you have to believe, confess, affirm, swear and defend;...

And they gave a license so that at this price it can be sold, and they sent that this rate is put at the beginning of the said book, and cannot be sold without it.

Time, discoverer of all things, does not leave any that does not take them to sunlight, even if it is hidden in the breasts of the earth. AND

And so, of the little sleep and much read, the celebration walked, so that he came to lose his mind. Fill it

The reason for the unreasonableness that is done to my reason, in such a way my reason to fall, that I rightly complain about your fermosura.

Unoccupied reader: Without an oath you can believe me that I would like this book, as the son of understanding, was the most beautiful, the most gallant and more discreet that could be imagined.

The woman is made of glass; But it should not be proven whether or not you can break, because everything could be. And it is easier to break, and it is not to be in danger of breaking what cannot be...

That is a natural condition of women, ”said Don Quijote," disregard who she loves and loves who hates them.