The Belly (i.e. Necessity) Is The Teacher

I Know You Even Under The Skin.

You Follow Words Of The Toga (language Of The Cultivated Class). [lat., Verba Togae Sequeris.]

Please Not Thyself The Flattering Crowd To Hear; 'tis Fulsome Stuff, To Please Thy Itching Ear. Survey Thy Soul, Not What Thou Does Appear, But What Thou Art.

He Conquers Who Endures.

The Belly (i.e. Necessity) Is The Teacher Of Art And The Liberal Bestower Of Wit.