There Is Nothing Costs Less Than Civility.

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

Blessings On Him, Who Invented Sleep.

Believe There Are No Limits But The Sky.

A Closed Mouth Catches No Flies.

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.