It Is Folly To Put The Plough

When I Drink, I Think; And When I Think, I Drink.

Gestures, In Love, Are Incomparably More Attractive, Effective And Valuable Than Words.

The Dress Does Not Make The Monk. [fr., L'habit Ne Fait Le Moine.]

Death Is The Vast Perhaps.

We Always Long For The Forbidden Things, And Desire What Is Denied Us.