I find my familiarity with thee has bred contempt. - Miguel de Cervantes

I don't say it and I don't think it. It's their affair and let them eat it with their bread; whether or not they were lovers, they've already made their accounting with God. I tend to my vines, it's their business, not mine; I don't stick my nose in; if you buy and lie, your purse wants to know why. Besides, naked I was born, and naked I'll die: I don't lose or gain a thing; whatever they were, it's all the same to me. And many folks think there's bacon when there's not even a hook to hang it on. But who can put doors on a field? Let them say what they please, I don't care.

Ésa es natural condición de mujeres — dijo don Quijote — : desdeñar a quien las quiere y amar a quien las aborrece.

quietly I got down from Clavileno and amused myself with the goats — which are like violets, like flowers — for