Miguel de Cervantes Quotes
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To withdraw is not to run away, and to stay is no wise action, when there's more reason to fear than to hope.
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When good luck knocks at the door, let him in and keep him there.
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Controlling my temper is important, ... Sometimes it's hard, but I try.
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Truth will rise above falsehood as oil above water.
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And thus being totally preoccupied, he rode so slowly that the sun was soon glowing with such intense heat that it would have melted his brains, if he'd had any.
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Nor has his death the world deceived than his wondrous life surprised; if he like a madman lived least he like a wise one died.
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He is mad past recovery, but yet he has lucid intervals.
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"He preaches well that lives well," quoth Sancho, "that's all the divinity I can understand."
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Translating from one language to another, unless it is from Greek and Latin, the queens of all languages, is like looking at Flemish tapestries from the wrong side, for although the figures are visible, they are covered by threads that obscure them, and cannot be seen with the smoothness and color of the right side.
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God exalts the man who humbles himself.
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He preaches well that lives well.
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I'll turn over a new leaf.
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Honesty is the best policy, I will stick to that. The good shall have my hand and heart, but the bad neither foot nor fellowship. And in my mind, the main point of governing, is to make a good beginning.
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All I know is that so long I am asleep I am rid of all fears and hopes and toils and glory, and long live the man who invented sleep, the cloak that covers all human thirst.
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There's no sauce in the world like hunger.
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Take my advice and live for a long, long time. Because the maddest thing a man can do is this life is to let himself die.
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Spare your breath to cool your porridge.
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Arms are my ornaments, warfare my repose.
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He who gives early gives twice.
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What is bought is cheaper than a gift.
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I am almost frightened out of my seven senses.
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Death eats up all things, both the young lamb and old sheep; and I have heard our parson say, death values a prince no more than a clown.
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A blot in thy escutcheon to all futurity.
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You are a devil at everything, and there is no kind of thing in the 'versal world but what you can turn your hand into.