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A little rain beats down a big wind. Long drinking bouts break open the tunder.

Francois Rabelais

I drink eternally. For me it is an eternity of drinking, and a drinking up of eternity.
FRANCOIS RABELAIS

Drink Forever Myself
In this mortal life, nothing is blessed throughout.
FRANCOIS RABELAIS

Blessing Life Mortal
I am going to seek a grand perhaps.
FRANCOIS RABELAIS

Grand One Liner Seek
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.
FRANCOIS RABELAIS

Confidence Himself Hope Place Strength Thinking
He that has patience may compass anything.
FRANCOIS RABELAIS

Anand Thakur
Keep running after a dog and he will never bite you.
FRANCOIS RABELAIS

Bite Dog Run Yourself
How can I govern others, who can’t even govern myself?
FRANCOIS RABELAIS

Control Government Myself Power
Science sans conscience. Knowledge without conscience is but the ruin of the soul.
FRANCOIS RABELAIS

Conscience Ruin Science Soul
It is my feeling that Time ripens all things; with Time all things are revealed; Time is the father of truth.
FRANCOIS RABELAIS

Father Feeling Reveal Time Truth
I never sleep comfortably except when I am at sermon or when I pray to God.
FRANCOIS RABELAIS

Anand Thakur
I am going to seek a great purpose, draw the curtain, the farce is played.
FRANCOIS RABELAIS

Greatness Play Purpose Seek
When my soul leaves this human dwelling, I will not consider myself to have completely died, but to pass from one state to another, given that, in you and by you, I remain in my visible image in this world.
FRANCOIS RABELAIS

Human Leaving Myself Soul State Visible World
A war undertaken without sufficient monies has but a wisp of force. Coins are the very sinews of battles.
FRANCOIS RABELAIS

Battle Coin Force War
If you want to avoid seeing an idiot, break the mirror.
FRANCOIS RABELAIS

Avoid Break Mirror See
It is better to write of laughter than of tears, for laughter is the property of man.
FRANCOIS RABELAIS

Anand Thakur
The Devil was sick – the Devil a monk would be, The Devil was well the devil a monk was he.
FRANCOIS RABELAIS

Devil Himself Monk Sick

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