For all parts of the body that we see fit to expose to the wind and air are found fit to endure it: face, feet, hands, legs, shoulders, head, according as custom invites us. For if there is a part of us that is tender and that seems as though it should fear the cold, it should be the stomach, where digestion takes place; our fathers left it uncovered, and our ladies, soft and delicate as they are, sometimes go half bare down to the navel.
Michel de MontaigneOnce conform, once do what others do because they do it, and a kind of lethargy steals over all the finer senses of the soul.
Michel de MontaigneThere is nothing in which a horse's power is better revealed than in a neat, clean stop.
Michel de Montaigne