Appetite comes with eating.
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.
The farce is finished. I go to seek a vast perhaps.
We always long for the forbidden things, and desire what is denied us.
I never drink without a thirst, either present or future.
The scent of wine, oh how much more agreeable, laughing, praying, celestial and delicious it is than that of oil!