Never Did A Great Man Hate Good

The Farce Is Finished. I Go To Seek A Vast Perhaps.

The Right Moment Wears A Full Head Of Hair: When It Has Been Missed, You Can't Get It Back; It's Bald In The Back Of The Head And Never Turns Around.

When I Drink, I Think; And When I Think, I Drink.

Gargantua, At The Age Of Four Hundred Four Score And Forty- Four Years Begat His Son Pantagruel, From His Wife, Named Badebec, Daughter Of The King Of The Amaurotes In Utopia, Who Died In Child-birth: Because He Was Marvelously Huge And So Heavy That He Could Not Come To Light Without Suffocating His Mother.

One Should Never Pursue The Hazards Of Fortune To Their Very Ends Andit Behooves All Adventurers To Treat Their Good Luck With Reverence, Neither Bothering Nor Upsetting It.