Upon reading the excerpt from Don Quixote, I was immediately struck with the thought that imaginations can really take a person very far. He enthusiastically took in the role of a knight-errant, one who greatly looked up on—making sure that he looked the part and that he fit the part. Although appearing to be insane, he had the best interests in his heart. Moreover, in trying to imitate a knight-errant, he reminded me of a child; he had the naivete and innocence of the child that he can be anything he wants, anytime he wants. It is in this aspect that we have to take from him, because somewhere along the way, upon growing up, people slowly lose hope in things that hold dear to them; however, Don Quixote never lost that hope. He became what he wanted to be without letting anyone rule what he wanted to be. Whatever may happen, do not let the fire that is hope die within us.