A Man Of Good Sense Always Believes

If In Your Soil It Takes, To Heaven A Thousand Thousand Thanks Be Given; And Say With France, It Goodly Goes, Where The Pantagruelion Grows.

Go, All Of You Poor People, In The Name Of God The Creator, And Let Him Forever Be Your Guide. And Henceforth, Do Not Be Beguiledby These Idle And Useless Pilgrimages. See To Your Families, And Work, Each One Of You, In Your Vocation, Raise Your Children, And Live As The Good Apostle Paul Teaches You.

Ha! For A Divine And Lordly Manor, There Is Nothing Like Solid Ground.

Can There Be Any Greater Dotage In The World Than For One To Guide And Direct His Courses By The Sound Of A Bell, And Not By His Own Judgment.

A Man Of Good Sense Always Believes What He Is Told, And What He Finds Written Down.