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“Secondly, thou must keep in view what thou art, striving to know thyself, the most difficult thing to know that the mind can imagine. If thou knowest thyself, it will follow thou wilt not puff thyself up like the frog that strove to make himself as large as the ox; if thou dost, the recollection of having kept pigs in thine own country will serve as the ugly feet for the wheel of thy folly.”

“In the king's name!" exclaimed Sancho, "what have squires got to do with the adventures of their masters? Are they to have the fame of such as they go through, and we the labour? Body o' me! if the historians would only say, 'Such and such a knight finished such and such an adventure, but with the help of so and so, his squire, without which it would have been impossible for him to accomplish it;” but...

[...] enchanters will continue to persecute me until they have sunk me & my lofty chivalry in the deep abyss of oblivion;& they injure and wound me where they know I feel it most. For to deprive a knight-errant of his lady is to deprive him of the eyes he sees with, of the sun that gives him light, of the food whereby he lives.[...]

Knight I am, and knight I will die, if such be the pleasure of the Most High. Some take the broad road of overweening ambition; others that of mean and servile flattery; others that of deceitful hypocrisy, and some that of true religion; but I, led by my star, follow the narrow path of knight-errantry, and in pursuit of that calling I despise wealth, but not honour...

“Dapple is braying in grief at our leaving him, and Rocinante is trying to escape and plunge in after us. O dear friends, peace be with you, and may this madness that is taking us away from you, turned into sober sense, bring us back to you."

And with this he fell weeping so bitterly, that Don Quixote said to him, sharply and angrily,

Don Quixote bade him not be uneasy about deserting the animals,for he who would carry themselves over such longinquous roads and regions would take care to feed them

I don't understand that logiquous,nor have I ever heard the word all the days of my life (Sancho)

Longinquous,means far off;but it is no wonder you don’t understand it,for you’re not bound to know Latin,like some who pretend to know it and don't

“He does not fly who retires, for I would have thee know, Sancho, that the valour which is not based upon a foundation of prudence is called rashness, and the exploits of the rash man are to be attributed rather to good fortune than to courage; and so I own that I retired, but not that I fled; and therein I have followed the example of many valiant men who have reserved themselves for better times; ...

God forgive you,friends;ye have taken me away from the sweetest & most delightful existence & spectacle that ever human being enjoyed or beheld. Now indeed do I know that all the pleasures of this life pass away like a shadow & a dream, or fade like the flower of the field. O ill-fated Montesinos! O sore-wounded Durandarte! O unhappy Belerma! who show in your waves the tears that flowed from your beauteous eyes!

“[...] He preaches well who lives well," said Sancho, "and I know no more theology than that."

"Nor needst thou," said Don Quixote, "but I cannot conceive or make out how it is that, the fear of God being the beginning of wisdom, thou, who art more afraid of a lizard than of him, knowest so much.”

[...] for love and fancy easily blind the eyes of the judgment, so much wanted in choosing one's way of life; and the matrimonial choice is very liable to error, and it needs great caution and the special favour of heaven to make it a good one. He who has to make a long journey, will, if he is wise, look out for some trusty and pleasant companion to accompany him before he sets out.

Don Quixote asked him how many children he had,& observed that one of the things wherein the ancient philosophers,who were without the true knowledge of God,placed the summum bonum was in the gifts of nature,in those of fortune,in having many friends,& many & good children

I, Senor Don Quixote,have one son,without whom, perhaps,I should count myself happier than I am,not because he is a bad son,but because he is...

Melancholy, senor, was made, not for beasts, but for men; but if men give way to it overmuch they turn to beasts; control yourself, your worship; be yourself again; gather up Rocinante's reins; cheer up, rouse yourself and show that gallant spirit that knights-errant ought to have. What the devil is this? What weakness is this? Are we here or in France? The devil fly away with all the Dulcineas in the world;...

“Thou wilt drive me to desperation, Sancho," said Don Quixote. "Look here, heretic, have I not told thee a thousand times that I have never once in my life seen the peerless Dulcinea or crossed the threshold of her palace, and that I am enamoured solely by hearsay and by the great reputation she bears for beauty and discretion?”

“Sancho, my friend, I am resolved to go (*to Toboso) before I engage in another adventure,& there I shall obtain the blessing & generous permission of the peerless Dulcinea, with which permission I expect & feel assured that I shall conclude & bring to a happy termination every perilous adventure; for nothing in life makes knights-errant more valorous than finding themselves favoured by their ladies.”

A-lack-a-day! my uncle is a poet, too! He knows everything,& he can do everything; I will bet,if he chose to turn mason,he could make a house as easily as a bird-cage

I can tell you,niece,replied Don Quixote, if these chivalrous thoughts did not engage all my faculties, there would be nothing that I could not do,nor any sort of knickknack that would not come from my hands, particularly bird-cages and tooth-picks

[...] No, stay as you are,growing neither greater nor less, like a tapestry figure—Let us say no more about it, for Sanchica shall be a countess,say what you will

Are you sure of all you say, husband? replied Teresa. Well,for all that,I am afraid this rank of countess for my daughter will be her ruin.You do as you like, make a duchess or a princess of her,but I can tell you it will not be with my will and consent

There is still sunshine on the wall,& when Sancho is somewhat more advanced in life, with the experience that years bring, he will be fitter and better qualified for being a governor than he is at present

By God, master,the island that I cannot govern with the years I have,I'll not be able to govern with the years of Methuselah;the difficulty is that the said island keeps its distance somewhere, I know not where...

The goatherd eyed him,& noticing Don Quixote's sorry appearance and looks, he was filled with wonder,& asked the barber, who was next him, "Senor, who is this man who makes such a figure and talks in such a strain?"

"Who should it be," said the barber, "but the famous Don Quixote of La Mancha, the undoer of injustice, the righter of wrongs, the protector of damsels, the terror of giants, and the winner of battles?

“I don't understand those philosophies," returned Sancho Panza; "all I know is I would I had the county as soon as I shall know how to govern it; for I have as much soul as another, and as much body as anyone, and I shall be as much king of my realm as any other of his; and being so I should do as I liked, and doing as I liked I should please myself, and pleasing myself I should be content, and...

Many grave histories of knights-errant have I read; but never yet have I read, seen, or heard of their carrying off enchanted knights-errant in this fashion, or at the slow pace that these lazy, sluggish animals promise; for they always take them away through the air with marvellous swiftness, enveloped in a dark thick cloud, or on a chariot of fire, or it may be on some hippogriff or other beast of the kind;...

Heavens! into what a fury did these disrespectful words of Sancho put the Knight?

“Rascally clown, boorish, insolent, and ignorant, ill-spoken, foul-mouthed, impudent backbiter and slanderer! Hast thou dared to utter such words in my presence and in that of these illustrious ladies? Hast thou dared to harbour such gross and shameless thoughts in thy muddled imagination?...

Lady,take this hand,this scourge of the evil-doers of the earth;which no other hand of woman has ever touched,not even hers who has complete possession of my entire body.I present it to you,not that you may kiss it,but that you may observe the contexture of the sinews,the close network of the muscles,the breadth & capacity of the veins,whence you may infer what must be the strength of the arm that has such a hand..

[...] it is the practice with the Turks to name people from some defect or virtue they may possess; the reason being that there are among them only four surnames belonging to families tracing their descent from the Ottoman house, and the others take their names and surnames either from bodily blemishes or moral qualities...

“[...]

Woman is a thing of glass;
But her brittleness 'tis best
Not too curiously to test:
Who knows what may come to pass?

Breaking is an easy matter,
And it's folly to expose
What you cannot mend to blows;
What you can't make whole to shatter.”

This, then, all may hold as true,
And the reason's plain to see;
For if Danaes there be,
There are golden showers too.”

But go on;when you delivered my letter,did she kiss it?Did she treasure it in her bosom?or what ceremony did she use worthy such a letter?How did she behave herself?

Why truly,sir,answered Sancho,when I offered her the letter she was very busy handling her sieve; '& pr'ythee, honest friend,said she,do so much as lay that letter down upon that sack there;I cannot read it till I have winnowed out what is in my hands

The Resolve - A Sonnet

Love either cruel is or blind,
Or still unequal to the cause
Is this distemper of the mind,
That with infernal torture knaws.

Of all my sufferings and my woe
Is Chloe, then, the fatal source?
Sure ill from good can never flow,
Or so much beauty gild a curse!

[...] With this permission, which Don Quixote would have taken even had they not granted it, he approached the chain and asked the first for what offences he was now in such a sorry case.

He made answer that it was for being a lover.

"For that only?" replied Don Quixote; "why, if for being lovers they send people to the galleys I might have been rowing in them long ago.”

[...] “ Torralva, when she found herself spurned by Lope, was immediately smitten with love for him, though she had never loved him before.”

"That is the natural way of women," said Don Quixote, "to scorn the one that loves them, and love the one that hates them: go on, Sancho.”

Don Quixote asked Sancho what induced him to call him the Knight of the Sorrowful Figure

I will tell you, answered Sancho; it is because I have been viewing you by the light of the torch, which that unfortunate man carried; and, in truth, your worship at present makes the most woful figure I have ever seen; which must be owing, I suppose, either to the fatigue of this combat or the want of your teeth.

Your worship would make a better preacher than knight-errant, said Sancho.

Knights-errant knew and ought to know everything, Sancho," said Don Quixote; for there were knights-errant in former times as well qualified to deliver a sermon or discourse in the middle of an encampment,as if they had graduated in the University of Paris; whereby we may see that the lance has never blunted the pen, nor the pen the lance.