Where One Door Shuts Another Opens.

Can We Ever Have Too Much Of A Good Thing?

There Is Remedy For All Things Except Death - Don Quixote De La Mancha

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.

There Is A Remedy For Everything But Death; Who, In Spite Of Our Teeth, Will Take Us In His Clutches.

The Beauty Of Some Women Has Days And Seasons, Depending Upon Accidents Which Diminish Or Increase It; Nay, The Very Passions Of The Mind Naturally Improve Or Impair It, And Very Often Utterly Destroy It.