In Hell There Is No Retention.

There's No Love Lost Between Us.

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!

No Fathers Or Mothers Think Their Own Children Ugly; And This Self-deceit Is Yet Stronger With Respect To The Offspring Of The Mind.

Blessed Be He Who Invented Sleep, A Cloak That Covers All A Man's Thoughts.

The Gratification Of Wealth Is Not Found In Mere Possession Or In Lavish Expenditure, But In Its Wise Application.