The reason for the unreason with which you treat my reason , so weakens my reason that with reason I complain of your beauty. Don Quixote
Know yourself and you will win all battles. The Art Of War
There's no quiet place here on earth for our love, not in the village and not anywhere else, so I picture a grave, deep and narrow, in which we embrace as if clamped together, I bury my face against you, you yours against me, and no one will ever see us. The Castle
Many the lumps of frankincense on the same altar; one falls there early and another late, but it makes no difference. Book IV
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