Love is invisible and comes and goes where it wants, without anyone asking about it.
Miguel de CervantesWhether it's the pot that hits the rock or the rock that hits the pot , it's the pot that will break every time
Miguel de Cervantes'Tis the maddest trick a man can ever play in his whole life, to let his breath sneak out of his body without any more ado, and without so much as a rap o'er the pate, or a kick of the guts; to go out like the snuff of a farthing candle, and die merely of the mulligrubs, or the sullens.
Miguel de Cervantes