All The Vices, Sancho, Bring Some Kind

The Bow Cannot Always Stand Bent, Nor Can Human Frailty Subsist Without Some Lawful Recreation.

For Historians Ought To Be Precise, Truthful, And Quite Unprejudiced, And Neither Interest Nor Fear, Hatred Nor Affection, Should Cause Them To Swerve From The Path Of Truth, Whose Mother Is History, The Rival Of Time, The Depository Of Great Actions, The Witness Of What Is Past, The Example And Instruction Of The Present, The Monitor Of The Future.

When Life Itself Seems Lunatic, Who Knows Where Madness Lies?

The Journey Is Better Than The Inn".

Anyone Who Does Not Know How To Make The Most Of His Luck Has No Right To Complain If It Passes By Him.