Appetite comes with eating.

How do you know antiquity was foolish? How do you know the present is wise? Who made it foolish? Who made it wise?

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

Remove idleness from the world and soon the arts of Cupid would perish.

There are more old drunkards than old physicians.

Science sans conscience n' est que le ruine de l'âme. Knowledge without conscience is but the ruine of the soule.

Plain as a nose in a man's face.