“An old monkey never makes a pretty face.”

The dress does not make the monk.

Nature abhors a vacuum.

I urge you to spend your youth profitably in study and virtue…. In brief, let me see in you an abyss of knowledge.

Hungry bellies have no ears.

But where are the snows of last year? That was the greatest concern of Villon, the Parisian poet.

When I drink, I think; and when I think, I drink.

You have no obligation under the sun other than to discover your real needs, to fulfill them, and to rejoice in doing so.

The appetite grows with eating.

I’ve often heard it said, as the common proverb goes, that a fool can teach a wise man well.

There are more old drunkards than old physicians.

No noble man ever hated good wine.

The Devil was sick – the Devil a monk would be, The Devil was well the devil a monk was he.

Everything comes in time to those who can wait.

I place no hope in my strength, nor in my works: but all my confidence is in God my protector, who never abandons those who have put all their hope and thought in him.

The most Christian France is the sole wet-nurse to the Roman court.

Believe me, ’tis a godlike thing to lend; to owe is a heroic virtue.