Pantagruelism is a certain gaitey of the spirit consisting in a disdain for the hazards of fortune.
Nature abhors a vacuum.
It is my feeling that Time ripens all things; with Time all things are revealed; Time is the father of truth.
Petite ville, grand renom. Small town, great renown.
All's well in the end, if you've only the patience to wait.
The scent of wine, oh how much more agreeable, laughing, praying, celestial and delicious it is than that of oil!