All Sorrows Are Bearable, If There Is

For Me Alone Don Quixote Was Born And I For Him. His Was The Power Of Action, Mine Of Writing.

It Requires A Long Time To Know Anyone.

All Of That Is True,’ Responded Don Quixote, ‘but We Cannot All Be Friars, And God Brings His Children To Heaven By Many Paths: Chivalry Is A Religion, And There Are Sainted Knights In Glory.’ Yes,’ Responded Sancho, ‘but I’ve Heard That There Are More Friars In Heaven Than Knights Errant.’ That Is True,’ Responded Don Quixote, ‘because The Number Of Religious Is Greater Than The Number Of Knights.’ There Are Many Who Are Errant,’ Said Sancho. Many,’ Responded Don Quixote, ‘but Few Who Deserve To Be Called Knights.

One Day, In The San Francisco Walk, He Came Upon Some Badly Painted Figures And Observed That Good Painters Imitate Nature But Bad Ones Vomit It Forth.

All I Know Is That So Long I Am Asleep I Am Rid Of All Fears And Hopes And Toils And Glory, And Long Live The Man Who Invented Sleep, The Cloak That Covers All Human Thirst.