No Fathers Or Mothers Think Their Own

All The Vices, Sancho, Bring Some Kind Of Pleasure With Them; But Envy Brings Nothing But Irritation, Bitterness, And Rage.

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

Facts Are The Enemy Of Truth.

There Is A Strange Charm In The Thoughts Of A Good Legacy, Or The Hopes Of An Estate, Which Wondrously Removes Or At Least Alleviates The Sorrow That Men Would Otherwise Feel For The Death Of Friends.

"from What I Have Seen Here," Remarked Sancho, "justice Is So Good A Thing That Even Robbers Find It Necessary."