Nature Abhors A Vacuum.

Hungry Bellies Have No Ears. [fr., La Ventre Affame N'point D'oreilles.]

Wait A Second While I Take A Swig Off This Bottle: It's My True And Only Helicon, My Caballine Fount, My Sole Enthusiasm. Here, Drinking, I Deliberate, I Reason, I Resolve And Conclude. After The Epilogue I Laugh, I Write, I Compose, I Drink. Ennius Drinking Would Write, Writing Would Drink.

Everything Comes In Time To Those Who Can Wait.

It Is Quite A Common And Vulgar Thing Among Humans To Understand, Foresee, Know And Predict The Troubles Of Others. But Oh What A Rare Thing It Is To Predict, Know, Foresee And Understand One's Own Troubles.

Friends, You Will Notice That In This World There Are Many More Ballocks Than Men. Remember This.