doubt his honorable descent, and
general applause wall be the sure reward of his virtue.
There are two roads by which men may attain riches and
honor: the one by letters, the other by arms.
The path of virtue is narrow, that of vice is spacious and
broad; as the great Castilian poet expresses it:--
"By these rough paths of toil and pain
The immortal seats of bliss we gain,
Denied to those who heedless stray
In tempting pleasure's flowery way."
Fast bind, fast find.
He who shuffles is not he who cuts.
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.
Though there is little in a woman's advice, yet he that
won't take it is not over-wise.
We are all mortal: here to-day and gone to-morrow.
The lamb goes to the spit as soon as the sheep.
No man in this world can promise himself more hours of life
than God is pleased to grant him; because death if deaf, and
when he knocks at the door of life is always in a hurry, and
will not be detained either by fair means or force, by
sceptres or mitres, as the report goes, and as we have often
heard it declared from the pulpit.
The hen sits, if it be but upon one egg.
Many littles make a mickle, and he that is getting aught is
losing naught.
While there are peas in the dove-cote, it shall never want
pigeons.
A good reversion is better than bad possession, and a good
claim better than bad pay.
The bread eaten, the company broke up.
A man must be a man, and a woman a woman.
Nothing inspires a knight-errant with so much valor as the
favor of his mistress.
O envy! thou root of infinite mischief and canker-worm of
virtue! The commission of all other vices, Sancho, is
attended with some sort of delight; but envy produces
nothing in the heart that harbors it but rage, rancor, and
disgust.
The love of fame is one of the most active principles in the
human breast.
Let us keep our holy days in peace, and not throw the rope
after the bucket.
"And now pray tell me which is the most difficult, to raise a dead man
to life or to slay a giant?"
"The answer is very obvious," answered Don Quixote; "to raise a dead
man."
"There I have caught you!" quoth Sancho. "Then his fame who raises the
dead, gives sight to the blind, makes the lame walk, and cures the sick;
who has lamps burning near his grave, and good Christians always in his
chapels, adoring his relics upo
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