Let Every One Be Fully Convinced In

But Where Are The Snows Of Last Year? That Was The Greatest Concern Of Villon, The Parisian Poet.

There Are More Old Drunkards Than Old Physicians. [fr., Il Y A Plus De Vieux Ivrongnes Qu'il Y A De Vieux Medecins.]

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

The Belly Has No Ears Nor Is It To Be Filled With Fair Words.

I'd Rather Write About Laughing Than Crying, For Laughter Makes Men Human, And Courageous.