The ass will carry his load, but not a double load; ride not a free horse to death. — Miguel de Cervantes Copy Share Image
Well, there's a remedy for all things but death, which will be sure to lay us flat one time or other. — Miguel de Cervantes Copy Share Image
Death eats up all things, both the young lamb and the old sheep. — Miguel de Cervantes Copy Share Image
There is a remedy for everything but death; who, in spite of our teeth, will take us in his clutches. — Miguel de Cervantes Copy Share Image
There is no remembrance which time does not obliterate, nor pain which death does not terminate. — Miguel de Cervantes Copy Share Image
There is a strange charm in the thoughts of a good legacy, or the hopes of an estate, which wondrously removes or… — Miguel de Cervantes Copy Share Image
Nor has his death the world deceiv'd than his wondrous life surprise d; if he like a madman liv'd least he like… — Miguel de Cervantes Copy Share Image
Death eats up all things, both the young lamb and old sheep; and I have heard our parson say, death values a… — Miguel de Cervantes Copy Share Image
'Tis the maddest trick a man can ever play in his whole life, to let his breath sneak out of his body… — Miguel de Cervantes Copy Share Image
I know well enough that there have been dogs so loving that they have thrown themselves into the same grave with the… — Miguel de Cervantes Copy Share Image
“So it appears to me, for when he could and should have wielded his pen to praise the virtues of so good a knight,… — Miguel de Cervantes Copy Share
“Too much sanity may be madness — and maddest of all: to see life as it is, and not as it should be!” — Miguel de Cervantes Copy Share
I follow a more easy, and, in my opinion, a wiser course, namely--to inveigh against the levity of the female sex, their fickleness, their… — Miguel de Cervantes Copy Share
One day, in the San Francisco walk, he came upon some badly painted figures and observed that good painters imitate nature but bad ones… — Miguel de Cervantes Copy Share
Drink moderately, for drunkeness neither keeps a secret, nor observes a promise. — Miguel de Cervantes Copy Share
