To Good And True Love, Fear Is

Debts And Lies Are Generally Mixed Together. [fr., Debtes Et Mensonges Sont Ordinairement Ensemble Rallies.]

It Is My Feeling That Time Ripens All Things; With Time All Things Are Revealed; Time Is The Father Of Truth.

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.]

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