We Are The Buffoons Of Our Children.

Learning Is The Property Of Those Who Fear To Do Disagreeable Things.

Telling You The Truth Than Adore Me For Telling You Lies.

With A Goose-quill And A Few Sheets Of Paper, I Mock Myself Of The Universe. They Say I Am The Son Of A Courtesan; It May Be So, But I Have The Heart Of A King. I Live Free, I Enjoy Myself, I Can Call Myself Happy.

There Is No Food More Satiating Than Milk And Honey; And Just As Such Foods Produce Disgust For The Palate, So Perfumed And Gallant Words Make Our Ears Belch.

Let Us Love Winter, For It Is The Spring Of Genius.