Ill-luck, You Know, Seldom Comes Alone.

Believe There Are No Limits But The Sky.

Virtue Is The Truest Nobility.

Don Quixote Followed Nature, And Being Satisfied With His First Sleep, Did Not Solicit More. As For Sancho, He Never Wanted A Second, For The First Lasted Him From Night To Morning, Indicating A Sound Body And A Mind Free From Care; But His Master, Being Unable To Sleep Himself Awakened Him, Saying, "i Am Amazed, Sancho, At The Torpor Of Thy Soul; It Seems As If Thou Wert Made Of Marble Or Brass, Insensible Of Emotion Or Sentiment!

A Man Prepared Has Half Fought The Battle.

That's The Nature Of Women, Not To Love When We Love Them, And To Love When We Love Them Not.