Quotes from Miguel de Cervantes

A man must eat a peck of salt with his friend, before he knows him.

Absence -- that common cure of love.

There is no love lost between us.

'Tis said of love that it sometimes goes, sometimes flies; runs with one, walks gravely with another; turns a third into ice, and sets a fourth in a flame: it wounds one, another it kills: like lightning it begins and ends in the same moment: it makes that fort yield at night which it besieged but in the morning; for there is no force able to resist it.

Make it thy business to know thyself, which is the most difficult lesson in the world.

That which costs little is less valued.

Soul of fibre and heart of oak.

Every man is the son of his own works.

There is a strange charm in the thoughts of a good legacy, or the hopes of an estate, which wondrously removes or at least alleviates the sorrow that men would otherwise feel for the death of friends.

All sorrows are less with bread.

The proof of the pudding is in the eating. By a small sample we may judge of the whole piece.

It is respectable to have no illusions, and safe, and profitable and dull.

The most difficult character in comedy is that of a fool, and he must be no simpleton who plays the part.

He who sings frightens away his ills.

Finally, from so little sleeping and so much reading, his brain dried up and he went completely out of his mind.

It is the part of a wise man to keep himself to-day for to-morrow, and not to venture all his eggs in one basket.

There are only two families in the world, the Haves and the Have-Nots.

The guts carry the feet not the feet the guts.

Journey over all the universe in a map, without the expense and fatigue of traveling, without suffering the inconveniences of heat, cold, hunger, and thirst.

Let none presume to tell me that the pen is preferable to the sword.

There's no striving against the stream; and the weakest still goes to the wall.

Remember the old saying, "Faint heart ne'er won fair lady."

I'll turn over a new leaf.

The reason for the unreason with which you treat my reason , so weakens my reason that with reason I complain of your beauty.