It Is Folly To Put The Plough

What Harm In Learning And Getting Knowledge Even From A Sot, A Pot, A Fool, A Mitten, Or A Slipper. [fr., Que Nuist Savoir Tousjours Et Tousjours Apprendre, Fust Ce D'un Sot, D'une Pot, D'une Que--doufle D'un Mouffe, D'un Pantoufle.]

All's Well In The End, If You've Only The Patience To Wait.

If The Skies Fall, One May Hope To Catch Larks.

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.

A Little Rain Beats Down A Big Wind. Long Drinking Bouts Break Open The Tun(der).