Quote #89
Take care, your worship, those things over there are not giants but windmills.
More from Miguel de Cervantes
- I never thrust my nose into other men's porridge. It is no bread and butter of mine; every man for himself, and God for us all.
- A knight errant who turns mad for a reason deserves neither merit nor thanks. The thing is to do it without cause.
- Fortune leaves always some door open to come at a remedy.
- In me the need to talk is a primary impulse, and I can't help saying right off what comes to my tongue.
- Too much sanity may be madness. And maddest of all, to see life as it is and not as it should be!
- I can tell where my own shoe pinches me; and you must not think, sir, to catch old birds with chaff.
- Delay always breeds danger.
- Let each man say what he chooses; if because of this I am criticized by the ignorant, I shall not be chastised by the learned.