Still People Are Dangerous.

A Mountain In Labour Shouted So Loud That Everyone, Summoned By The Noise, Ran Up Expecting That She Would Be Delivered Of A City Bigger Than Paris; She Brought Forth A Mouse.

Le Geai Pare Des Plumes Du Paon. A Bluejay In Peacock Feathers.

We Ought Never To Scoff At The Wretched, For Who Can Be Sure Of Continued Happiness?

I Bend And Do Not Break.

Socrates, When Informed Of Some Derogating Speeches One Had Used Concerning Him Behind His Back, Made Only This Facetious Reply, "let Him Beat Me Too When I Am Absent.