The Scent Of Wine, Oh How Much

I'd Gladly Do Without A Valet. I'm Never So Well Treated As When I'm Without A Valet.

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.

Believe Me, 'tis A Godlike Thing To Lend; To Owe Is A Heroic Virtue.

There Is Nothing Holy Nor Sacred To Those Who Have Abandoned God And Reason In Order To Follow Their Perverse Desires.

In Their Rules There Was Only One Clause: Do What You Will.