My Thoughts Ran A Wool-gathering.

There Are Many Hours And Minutes Between Now And Tomorrowand In Any One Of Them-even In A Minute,the House Falls

Valor Lies Just Halfway Between Rashness And Cowardice.

It Is One Thing To Praise Discipline, And Another To Submit To It.

Fly Not, Cowards And Vile Beings, For A Single Knight Attacks You.

All The Vices, Sancho, Bring Some Kind Of Pleasure With Them; But Envy Brings Nothing But Irritation, Bitterness, And Rage.