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El Pan Comido Y La Compan? |a Deshecha. With The Bread Eaten, The Company Breaks Up.

Fortune Leaves Always Some Door Open To Come At A Remedy.

Whoever Is Ignorant Is Vulgar.

Pray, Look Better, Sir... Those Things Yonder Are No Giants, But Windmills.

Whether The Pitcher Hits The Stone Or The Stone Hits The Pitcher, It Goes Ill With The Pitcher.