Thought I To Myself, We Shall Never

One Should Never Pursue The Hazards Of Fortune To Their Very Ends Andit Behooves All Adventurers To Treat Their Good Luck With Reverence, Neither Bothering Nor Upsetting It.

I Recognize In [my Readers] A Specific Form And Individual Property, Which Our Predecessors Called Pantagruelism, By Means Of Which They Never Take Anything The Wrong Way That They Know To Stem From Good, Honest And Loyal Hearts.

How Comes It That You Curse, Frere Jean? It's Only, Said The Monk, In Order To Embellish My Language. They Are The Colors Of Ciceronian Rhetoric.

Wisdom Entereth Not Into A Malicious Mind.

I Drink Eternally. For Me It Is An Eternity Of Drinking, And A Drinking Up Of Eternity.