Maxioms by Cervantes (miguel De Cervantes Saavedra)
I am almost frightened out of my seven senses.
I am almost frightened out of my seven senses.
Nobody is forgotten when it is convenient to remember him.
Nobody is forgotten when it is convenient to remember him.
With life many things are remedied.
(While there's life there's hope.)
[Sp., Con la vida muchas cosas read more
With life many things are remedied.
(While there's life there's hope.)
[Sp., Con la vida muchas cosas se remedian.]
I never thrust my nose into other men's porridge. It is no bread
and butter of mine: Every man read more
I never thrust my nose into other men's porridge. It is no bread
and butter of mine: Every man for himself and God for us all.
Thank you for nothing.
Thank you for nothing.
