When my soul leaves this human dwelling, I will not consider myself to have completely died, but to pass from one state to another, given that, in you and by you, I remain in my visible image in this world.
The appetite grows with eating.
It is folly to put the plough in front of the oxen.
Early rising is no pleasure; early drinking's just the measure.
Petite ville, grand renom. Small town, great renown.
The most Christian France is the sole wet-nurse to the Roman court.