Hungry bellies have no cars.

An old monkey never makes a pretty face.

Not everyone is a debtor who wishes to be; not everyone who wishes makes creditors.

If you understand why a monkey in a family is always mocked and harassed, you understand why monks are rejected by all--both old and young.

How comes it that you curse, Frere Jean? It's only, said the monk, in order to embellish my language. They are the colors of Ciceronian rhetoric.

Few and signally blessed are those whom Jupiter has destined to be cabbage-planters. For they've always one foot on the ground andthe other not far from it. Anyone is welcome to argue about felicity and supreme happiness. But the man who plants cabbages I now positively declare to be the happiest of mortals.

Indeed, said the monk, a mass, a matins, and vespers well rung are half-said.