Every Production Must Resemble Its Author.

Jealousy Sees Things Always With Magnifying Glasses Which Make Little Things Large, Of Dwarfs Giants, Of Suspicions Truths.

The Pen Is The Language Of The Soul; As The Concepts That In It Are Generated, Such Will Be Its Writings.

Tis The Only Comfort Of The Miserable To Have Partners In Their Woes.

The Knowledge Of Yourself Will Preserve You From Vanity.

Since Don Quixote De La Mancha Is A Crazy Fool And A Madman, And Since Sancho Panza, His Squire, Knows It, Yet, For All That, Serves And Follows Him, And Hangs On These Empty Promises Of His, There Can Be No Doubt That He Is More Of A Madman And A Fool Than His Master.