“A certain jollity of mind, pickled in the scorn of fortune.”

Giving words is an act of lovers.

Such is the nature and make-up of the French that they are only good at the start. Then they are worse than devils, but, given time, they’re less than women.

In their rules there was only one clause: Do what you will.

Can there be any greater dotage in the world than for one to guide and direct his courses by the sound of a bell, and not by his own judgment.

Strike the iron whilst it is hot.

Nature made the day for exercise, work and seeing to one’s business; and … it provides us with a candle, which is to say the bright and joyous light of the sun.

When undertaking marriage, everyone must be the judge of his own thoughts, and take counsel from himself.

I drink for the thirst to come.

A man of good sense always believes what he is told, and what he finds written down.

Never did a great man hate good wine.

A good intention does not mean honor.

Appetite comes with eating…..but thirst goes away with drinking.

All’s well in the end, if you’ve only the patience to wait.

Pantagruelism is a certain gaitey of the spirit consisting in a disdain for the hazards of fortune.

If you understand why a monkey in a family is always mocked and harassed, you understand why monks are rejected by all–both old and young.

An old monkey never makes a pretty face.