Still People Are Dangerous.

Everyone Has His Faults Which He Continually Repeats: Neither Fear Nor Shame Can Cure Them.

Neither Blows From Pitchfork, Nor From The Lash, Can Make Him Change His Ways. [fr., Coups De Fourches Ni D'etriveres, Ne Lui Font Changer De Manieres.]

In Every Trouble The Little Ones Duck More Easily.

Is Not Moderation An Old Refrain Ringing In Our Ears? From Which We All Refrain.

Such Gluttony Second To None Almost Ended Fatally When A Bone Choked A Wolf As He Gulped What He Ate