Every Dog Has His Day.

Roque...lined His Men Up And Had Them Produce All The Clothing, Jewels, Money, And Other Objects That They Had Stolen Since The Last Time They Had Divided The Spoils. Having Made A Hasty Appraisal And Reduced To Terms Of Money Those Items That Could Not Be Divided, He Split The Whole Into Shares With Such Equity And Exactitude That In Not A Single Instance Did He Go Beyond Or Fall Short Of A Strict Distributive Justice. They Were All Well Satisfied With The Payment Received, Indeed They Were Quite Well Pleased; And Roque Then Turned To Don Quixote.

For Me Alone Don Quixote Was Born And I For Him. His Was The Power Of Action, Mine Of Writing.

When God Sends The Dawn, He Sends It For All.

Wit And Humor Do Not Reside In Slow Minds.

The Reputation Of A Woman May Also Be Compared To A Mirror Of Crystal, Shining And Bright, But Liable To Be Sullied By Every Breath That Comes Near It.