Hungry Bellies Have No Cars.

Bottle, Whose Mysterious Deep Do's Ten Thousand Secrets Keep, With Attentive Ear I Wait; Ease My Mind, And Speak My Fate.

Remove Idleness From The World And Soon The Arts Of Cupid Would Perish.

From The Gut Comes The Strut, And Where Hunger Reigns, Strength Abstains.

We Will Take The Good-will For The Deed.

A Good Intention Does Not Mean Honor. [fr., A Bon Entendeur Ne Faut Qu'un Parole.]