Miguel de Cervantes
Miguel de Cervantes
Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra – 22 April 1616), was a Spanish writer who is widely regarded as the greatest writer in the Spanish language and one of the world's pre-eminent novelists...
NationalitySpanish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth29 September 1547
CountrySpain
men purses pockets
A little in one's own pocket is better than much in another man's purse.
men heaven bread
Happy 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.
remembrance prove former
The very remembrance of my former misfortune proves a new one to me.
bread break company
El pan comido y la compan? |a deshecha. With the bread eaten, the company breaks up.
heart soul oaks
Soul of fibre and heart of oak.
blessing heaven liberty
Liberty ... is one of the most valuable blessings that Heaven has bestowed upon mankind.
journey suffering maps
Journey over all the universe in a map, without the expense and fatigue of traveling, without suffering the inconveniences of heat, cold, hunger, and thirst.
wisdom fall men
Roque...lined his men up and had them produce all the clothing, jewels, money, and other objects that they had stolen since the last time they had divided the spoils. Having made a hasty appraisal and reduced to terms of money those items that could not be divided, he split the whole into shares with such equity and exactitude that in not a single instance did he go beyond or fall short of a strict distributive justice. They were all well satisfied with the payment received, indeed they were quite well pleased; and Roque then turned to Don Quixote.
wool gathering my-thoughts
My thoughts ran a wool-gathering.
luck complaining doe
Anyone who does not know how to make the most of his luck has no right to complain if it passes by him.
lying madness lunatic
When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies?
expectations great-expectations poor
Great expectations are better than a poor possession.
memories names forget
My memory is so bad that many times I forget my own name.
arms ornaments warfare
Arms are my ornaments, warfare my repose.