Misery Is The Company Of Lawsuits.

Petite Ville, Grand Renom. Small Town, Great Renown.

One Falls To The Ground In Trying To Sit On Two Stools.

Few And Signally Blessed Are Those Whom Jupiter Has Destined To Be Cabbage-planters. For They've Always One Foot On The Ground Andthe Other Not Far From It. Anyone Is Welcome To Argue About Felicity And Supreme Happiness. But The Man Who Plants Cabbages I Now Positively Declare To Be The Happiest Of Mortals.

Bring Down The Curtain, The Farce Is Over

In Their Rules There Was Only One Clause: Do What You Will.