Sancho Panza By Name Is

The Phoenix Hope, Can Wing Her Way Through The Desert Skies, And Still Defying Fortune's Spite; Revive From Ashes And Rise.

In The Night All Cats Are Gray.

The Knowledge Of Yourself Will Preserve You From Vanity.

Be Slow Of Tongue And Quick Of Eye.

But My Thoughts Ran A Wool-gathering; And I Did Like The Countryman, Who Looked For His Ass While He Was Mounted On His Back.