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Remove Idleness From The World And Soon The Arts Of Cupid Would Perish.

Parisians Are So Besotted, So Silly And So Naturally Inept That A Street Player, A Seller Of Indulgences, A Mule With Its Cymbals,a Fiddler In The Middle Of A Crossroads, Will Draw More People Than Would A Good Evangelist Preacher.

To Good And True Love, Fear Is Forever Affixed.

Indeed, Said The Monk, A Mass, A Matins, And Vespers Well Rung Are Half-said.

Languages Exist By Arbitrary Institutions And Conventions Among Peoples; Words, As The Dialecticians Tell Us, Do Not Signify Naturally, But At Our Pleasure.