It is a true saying that a man must eat a peck of salt with his friend before he knows him.

Let us forget and forgive injuries.

Sorrow was made for man, not for beasts; yet if men encourage melancholy too much, they become no better than beasts.

The cleverest character in comedy is the clown, for he who would make people take him for a fool, must not be one.

She wanted, with her fickleness, to make my destruction constant; I want, by trying to destroy myself, to satisfy her desire.

Forewarned, forearmed; to be prepared is half the victory.

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.