There's no taking trout with dry breeches.
God helps everyone with what is his own.
Arms are my ornaments, warfare my repose.
She fights and vanquishes in me, and I live and breathe in her, and I have life and being.
I do not insist," answered Don Quixote, "that this is a full adventure, but it is the beginning of one, for this is the way adventures begin.
Wine in excess keeps neither secrets nor promises.