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• I don't mind if you don't like my manners. I don't like them myself.
  They're pretty bad. I grieve over them on long winter evenings....
• Don: I didn't know you had a cousin Penelope, Bill!
  Was she pretty? W. C.: Well, her face was so wrinkled it looked like seven miles of bad road....
• Don Ameche: I didn't know you had a cousin Penelope, Bill!
  Was she pretty? W.C.: Well, her face was so wrinkled it looked like seven miles of bad road....
• Don: I didn't know you had a cousin Penelope, Bill!
  Was she pretty? W. C.: Well, her face was so wrinkled it looked like seven miles of bad road....
• It will grieve me so to the heart, that I shall cry my eyes out.
  -- Miguel de Cervantes (1547-1616) -- Don Quixote, Part i, Book iii, Chap. xi...
• Homer: This is my quest. I'm like that guy. That Spanish guy.
  You know, he fought the windmill... Marge: Don Quixote?...
• And had a face like a blessing. -- Miguel de Cervantes (1547-1616) -- Don Quixote, Part i, Book ii, Chap.
  iv...
• I stick my neck out for nobody. -- Humphrey Bogart, "Casablanca