We ought to love our Maker for His own sake, without either hope of good or fear of pain.

When thou art at Rome, do as they do at Rome.

Where there's music there can be no evil.

All persons are not discreet enough to know how to take things by the right handle.

For men may prove and use their friends, as the poet expresses it, usque ad aras, meaning that a friend should not be required to act contrary to the law of God.

Captivity is the greatest of all evils that can befall one.

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.