No Noble Man Ever Hated Good Wine.

Bottle, Whose Mysterious Deep Do's Ten Thousand Secrets Keep, With Attentive Ear I Wait; Ease My Mind, And Speak My Fate.

I Have Already Related To You Great And Admirable Things; But, If You Might Be Induced To Adventure Upon The Hazard Of Believing Some Other Divinity Of This Sacred Pantagruelion, I Very Willingly Would Tell It You. Believe It, If You Will, Or Otherwise, Believe It Not, I Care Not Which Of Them You Do, They Are Both Alike To Me. It Shall Be Sufficient For My Purpose To Have Told You The Truth, And The Truth I Will Tell You.

I Drink Eternally. For Me It Is An Eternity Of Drinking, And A Drinking Up Of Eternity.

It's A Shame To Be Called "educated" Those Who Do Not Study The Ancient Greek Writers.

No Clock Is More Regular Than The Belly.