"Unconstant" Quotes from Famous Books
... fortune's blessings disappear, She's fickle as the wind; And now I find her as severe As once I thought her kind. How soon the fleeting pleasures passed! How long the lingering sorrows last! Unconstant goddess, in thy haste, Do not thy prostrate slave destroy, I'd ne'er complain, but bless my fate, Could I ... — Wit and Wisdom of Don Quixote • Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra |