If you wish to avoid seeing a fool, you must first break your mirror

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.

How shall I be able to rule over others, that have not full power and command of myself?

Such is the nature and make-up of the French that they are only good at the start. Then they are worse than devils, but, given time, they're less than women.

Petite ville, grand renom. Small town, great renown.

In their rules there was only one clause: Do what you will.

From the gut comes the strut, and where hunger reigns, strength abstains.