My Memory Is So Bad That Many

The Little Birds Have God For Their Caterer.

Abundance, Even Of Good Things, Prevents Them From Being Valued

Love Is Invisible And Comes And Goes Where It Wants, Without Anyone Asking About It.

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!

Every Dog Has His Day.