All kinds of beauty do not inspire love; there is a kind which only pleases the sight, but does not captivate the affections.
Miguel de CervantesNow blessings light on him that first invented this same sleep. It covers a man all over, thoughts and all, like a cloak.
Miguel de CervantesHere lies a gentleman bold Who was so very brave He went to lengths untold, And on the brink of the grave Death had on him no hold. By the world he set small store-- He frightened it to the core-- Yet somehow, by Fate's plan, Though he'd lived a crazy man, When he died he was sane once more.
Miguel de Cervantes