For me alone Don Quixote was born and I for him. His was the power of action, mine of writing. Only we two are at one, despite that fictitious and Tordillescan scribe who has dared, and may dare again, to pen the deeds of my valorous knight with his coarse and ill-trimmed ostrich feather. This is no weight for his shoulders, no task for his frozen intellect; and should you chance to make his acquaintance, you may tell him to leave Don Quixote's weary and mouldering bones to rest in the grave, nor seek, against all the canons of death, to carry him off to Old Castile, or to bring him out of the tomb, where he most certainly lies, stretched at full length and powerless to make a third journey, or to embark on any new expedition. For the two on which he rode out are enough to make a mockery of all the countless forays undertaken by all the countless knights errant, such has been the delight and approval they have won from all to whose notice they have come, both here and abroad. Thus you will comply with your Christian profession by offering good counsel to one who wishes you ill, and I shall be proud and satisfied to have been the first author to enjoy the pleasure of witnessing the full effect of his own writing. For my sole object has been to arouse men's contempt for all fabulous and absurd stories of knight errantry, whose credit this tale of my genuine Don Quixote has already shaken, and which will, without a doubt, soon tumble to the ground. Farewell.
Miguel de Cervantes SaavedraSo it appears to me, for when he could and should have wielded his pen to praise the virtues of so good a knight, it seems he intentionally passes over them in silence, since historians must and ought to be exact, truthful, and absolutely free of passions, for neither interest, fear, rancor, nor affection should make them deviate from the path of the truth, whose mother is history, the rival of time, repository of great deeds, witness to the past, example and adviser to the present, and forewarning to the future.
Miguel de Cervantes SaavedraDans le monde, il n'exist aucune sauce comparable à la faim.
Miguel de Cervantes Saavedrathere are many hours and minutes between now and tomorrowand in any one of them-even in a minute,the house falls
Miguel de Cervantes Saavedrai wouldn't dare to put a pinpoint between a woman's yes and no.there wouldn't be room
Miguel de Cervantes SaavedraDiligence is the mother of good fortune.
Miguel de Cervantes SaavedraMots clés success fortune diligence
For neither good nor evil can last for ever; and so it follows that as evil has lasted a long time, good must now be close at hand.
Miguel de Cervantes SaavedraTake my advice and live for a long, long time. Because the maddest thing a man can do in this life is to let himself die.
Miguel de Cervantes SaavedraQui se humilliat exaltabitur
Miguel de Cervantes SaavedraMots clés reflective
I do not deny that what happened to us is a thing worth laughing at. But it is not worth telling, for not everyone is sufficiently intelligent to be able to see things from the right point of view.
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