don quixote and sancho panza

Since Don Quixote de la Mancha is a crazy fool and a madman, and since Sancho Panza, his squire, knows it, yet, for all that, serves and follows him, and hangs on these empty promises of his, there can be no doubt that he is more of a madman and a fool than his master.

Miguel de Cervantes, Don Quixote.

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“The number of times I have followed you blindly, backed you with the men blindly, put men in the fucking ground good men, friends because you said, “I know the way. Don’t ask me how. Just do as I say.” I may not have understood it, I may not have supported it, but I did it.


Brienne of Tarth and Don Quixote + parallels
(requested by @valiantnedspreciouslittlegirl)

Don Quixote’s Soliloquy

I daren’t tarry too much longer 
no more windmills shall I chase 
having stared into the darkness
of kindness I find not one trace

I’ve tasted life so many years 
now nothing much do I desire
even beloved Sancho passed
and every dragon lost its fire 

Alone in my cups reminiscing
longing for those days of old 
when everyone loved a hero
who stood tall, true and bold

Penning words upon the wind 
speaking for no one save me
I raise my goblet to ever after    
sharing this my last soliloquy 

Remorse is a virtue in that it is a stirrer up of the emotions but it is a folly to accept it as a criticism of conduct. So to accept it is to attempt to fit the emotions of a certain state to a preceding state to which they are in no way related. The act is disclosed by the imagination of it. But of first importance is to realize that the imagination leads and the deed comes behind. First Don Quixote, then Sancho Panza. Imagination, though it cannot wipe out the sting of remorse, can instruct the mind in its proper uses. The imagination transcends the thing itself.

– William Carlos Williams, from Imaginations & Other Prose; “Kora In Hell,”

anonymous asked:

Story of Don Quixote please? (I just love the way you write them out)

don quixote usually starts with our title character, hereafter referred to as don q, and his trusty sidekick sancho panza.

don q has lived life a lot, being sort of an old fart, and decides that he must live a life now of chivalry and knighthood because fuck it, PEOPLE NEED TO KNOW HIS NAME. he follows the spectral image of dulcinea, who is sometimes his long lost love who he can’t fucking get over, and who is sometimes just his dream lady, because idealized femininity is rad as fuck yo. often times, don q is portrayed as a little touched in the head, because whoever wrote this damn ballet decided that mental illness was a fun punchline

next we run into the town of barcelona, where a lot of fun stuff is happening, mainly this bitch kitri

she’s basically the hottest slice of ass in town and she fucking knows it. she waltzes in and everyone is like “damn our girl is back again hallelujah.” she’s got a hot boyfriend, basilio, who is a barber  and also possibly one of the hottest humans to grace this godforsaken swatch of spain. only problem is that homegirl has an overbearing dad. usual patriarchal bull shit where the dad decides that HE should be the one who decides whom his daughter marries even though you know, her fucking life, her fucking choice.

despite the fact that this guy basilio

is a hot piece of ass, lorenzo, our dad bro, thinks he is poor shit. plus, basilio likes to dick around and play his eensy weensy guitar a lot, which makes lorenzo thinks that he isn’t serious enough to support his precious angel daughter forever. instead he wants to marry kitri off to this absolute turkeyfuck gamache, who is the richest guy in town and an absolute idiot.

kitri’s fucking around with gamache, oftentimes literally knocking him to the floor, when in wanders don quixote and sancho panza on their magical mystical quest. don q gets a little confused, thinking that kitri is dulcinea, because all beautiful ladies look the same when you are elderly and probably need an old timey glasses prescription. he gets friendly with kitri and so of course, when she and basilio book it the fuck out of town, he follows them, taking not only the very frustrated sancho panza, who has just been literally tossed around by a bunch of smack happy villagers, but also gamache and lorenzo, who want to stop this shady business once and for fucking all!

so kitri and basilio flee to the closest place outside of town a ~g*psy~ camp because ballet is a big fan of appropriating oppressed cultures, where they hope to hide and dick around for a bit. not for fucking long though because SURPRISE don q has followed them. their frolicking and canoodling and makin out is seriously interrupted when don comes in. not only can they no longer make out, but in the confusion of it being too damn dark, and him being old as balls, and the aforementioned other shit going on, he mistakes a windmill for a giant, and attacks it with his lance. because immovable structures generally stand up pretty well to attack by human, don q loses and ends up knocked out on the ground.

while he’s out, he has a twisted fucking dream. not only does he see the vision of kitri, who now starts to symbolize dulcinea, he also sees a big ass flock of dryads, who are basically tree spirits, their beautiful bomb as hell queen, and cupid, the spirit of love.

in this whacked out wild dream, he starts to realize that no, kitri and dulcinea are not the same bitches, and that he wants to help out our precious baby to get hitched to her tasty man. when he wakes up, he follows k and b to a bar where they want to party and live it up. unfortunately, as they are drinking and living largeee, in comes kitris dad and her pompous dicksauce fiance gamache. and what a surprise mister I KNOW WHATS BEST FOR MY DAUGHTER BECAUSE SHE OBVIOUSLY DOESNT dad i  pissed as all hell. he starts demanding that this bitch come home with this idiot, who is falling all over himself, not being used to being around pretty girls and also being trapped int he motherfucking friendzone (not just friendzone but basically endzone, as this bitch has literally thrown him on the ground. dude. take a hint).

so they come in and kitris like noooooo when BOOM SHIT HAPPENS. basilio comes in and he’s like “imma kill myself right now” and everyone is like nooooo. basilio fakes his suicide, because as we know, S u I cI De is KeW l rather than terrible and not something to make light of.

realizing that this is all a bunch of fucking malarkey, don q persuades lorenzo to marry kitri to the dead basilio because another important fact, necrophilia is also cool and somehow lorenzo is more likely to allow her daughter to marry a fucking dead guy than a live and sexy one. so kitris all “pls dad its his final dying wish dad why you gotta do this to a ded man” and so dad bro agrees.  JOKES ON YOU OLD DAD when the marriage to the dead guy is over THE FUCKER JUMPS UP because he aint dead and surprise haha you married your daughter off and now this bitch ass punk is alive.

act three opens on their wedding and these fucking cuties get to get all married and shit, and don q and sancho wander off into the sunset, much to sanchos continued dismay, and for once, they all live HAPPILY FUCKING AFTAH

(ballerinas wear tutus on their wedding days because SCREW COMFORT)

*closes storybook* and that is the ballet of don quixote


Strauss - Don Quixote, Fantastic Variations on a Theme of Knightly Character

Cervantes’ masterpiece in its entirety is just shy of a thousand pages. So when Strauss decided to set the work to music, instead of trying to tell the entire story, he opted for a tone poem in variation form to represent famous scenes from the book. The more I listen to Strauss’ tone poems, the more I feel that he would have been a great film music composer. I can hear his influence in a lot of popular action, sci fi, and fantasy movies. His scores are always animated and have a natural flow. It’s fun to follow along and “hear” all of the different characters and situations while listening to this piece [which you can easily enjoy without reading the program]. And in the usual Strauss style, it’s full of creative orchestral writing and unexpected harmonic turns. Also, this work is famous for having a solo cello which plays the “part” of Don Quixote, and the viola [for the most part] playing the role of Sancho Panza, making this piece a combination of a  tone poem, orchestral variations, and double concerto.


  1. Introduction: Mäßiges Zeitmaß. Thema mäßig. “Don Quichotte verliert über der Lektüre der Ritterromane seinen Verstand und beschließt, selbst fahrender Ritter zu werden” (“Don Quixote loses his sanity after reading novels about knights, and decides to become a knight-errant”)
  2. Theme: Mäßig. “Don Quichotte, der Ritter von der traurigen Gestalt” (“Don Quixote, knight of the sorrowful countenance”)
  3. Maggiore: “Sancho Panza”
  4. Variation I: Gemächlich. “Abenteuer an den Windmühlen” (“Adventure at the Windmills”)
  5. Variation II: Kriegerisch. “Der siegreiche Kampf gegen das Heer des großen Kaisers Alifanfaron” (“The victorious struggle against the army of the great emperor Alifanfaron”) [actually a flock of sheep]
  6. Variation III: Mäßiges Zeitmaß. “Gespräch zwischen Ritter und Knappen” (“Dialogue between Knight and Squire”)
  7. Variation IV: Etwas breiter. “Unglückliches Abenteuer mit einer Prozession von Büßern” (“Unhappy adventure with a procession of pilgrims”)
  8. Variation V: Sehr langsam. “Die Waffenwache” (“The knight’s vigil”)
  9. Variation VI: Schnell. “Begegnung mit Dulzinea” (“The Meeting with Dulcinea”)
  10. Variation VII: Ein wenig ruhiger als vorher. “Der Ritt durch die Luft” (“The Ride through the Air”)
  11. Variation VIII: Gemächlich. “Die unglückliche Fahrt auf dem venezianischen Nachen” (“The unhappy voyage in the enchanted boat”)
  12. Variation IX: Schnell und stürmisch. “Kampf gegen vermeintliche Zauberer” (“Battle with the magicians”)
  13. Variation X: Viel breiter. “Zweikampf mit dem Ritter vom blanken Mond” (“Duel with the knight of the bright moon”)
  14. Finale: Sehr ruhig. “Wieder zur Besinnung gekommen” (“Coming to his senses again” – Death of Don Quixote)

Mad Max: Fury Road (2015) vs. Honoré Daumier (1808-1879, French printmaker, caricaturist, painter, sculptor)

Here I am, a whole year later, finally figuring out which artist this brilliant movie reminds me of.