Truth Will Rise Above Falsehood As Oil

The Bow Cannot Always Stand Bent, Nor Can Human Frailty Subsist Without Some Lawful Recreation.

The Woman Who Is Resolved To Be Respected Can Make Herself Be So Even Amidst An Army Of Soldiers.

Love Not What You Are But Only What You May Become.

Reading Don Quixote Can Be Compared To An Indefinite Visit From Your Most Impossible Senior Relative, With All His Pranks, Dirty Habits, Unstoppable Reminiscences, And Terrible Cronies. When The Experience Is Over, And The Old Boy Checks Out At Last (on Page 846 - The Prose Wedged Tight, With No Breaks For Dialogue), You Will Shed Tears All Right; Not Tears Of Relief Or Regret But Tears Of Pride. You Made It, Despite All That 'don Quixote' Could Do.

A Knight Errant Who Turns Mad For A Reason Deserves Neither Merit Nor Thanks. The Thing Is To Do It Without Cause