Thou Art A Cat, And A Rat,

The Proof Of The Pudding Is The Eating.

But My Thoughts Ran A Wool-gathering; And I Did Like The Countryman, Who Looked For His Ass While He Was Mounted On His Back.

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.

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.

Evil Comes Not Amiss If It Comes Alone.