Hungry bellies have no cars.

Wait a second while I take a swig off this bottle: it's my true and only Helicon, my Caballine fount, my sole Enthusiasm. Here, drinking, I deliberate, I reason, I resolve and conclude. After the epilogue I laugh, I write, I compose, I drink. Ennius drinking would write, writing would drink.

But where are the snows of last year? That was the greatest concern of Villon, the Parisian poet.

Oh how unhappy is the prince served by such men who are so easily corrupted.

It is better to write of laughter than of tears, for laughter is the property of man.

If you wish to be good "Pantagruelists" (which is to say, live in peace, joy, health, and always dining well), never put too much faith in people who look out through a hole.

I place no hope in my strength, nor in my works: but all my confidence is in God my protector, who never abandons those who have put all their hope and thought in him.