Many go out for wool, and come home shorn themselves. Miguel de Cervantes (1547 – 1616)

Many go out for wool, and come home shorn themselves. Miguel de Cervantes (1547 – 1616)
Happy is the man to whom Heaven has given a morsel of bread without laying him under the obligation of thanking any other for it than Heaven itself. Miguel de Cervantes (1547 – 1616)
I would have nobody to control me; I would be absolute… Now, he that is absolute can do what he likes; he that can do what he likes can take his pleasure; he that can take his pleasure can be content; and he that can be content has no more to desire. So the matter is over, and come what […]