Hungry Bellies Have No Ears.

What Harm In Learning And Getting Knowledge Even From A Sot, A Pot, A Fool, A Mitten, Or A Slipper. [fr., Que Nuist Savoir Tousjours Et Tousjours Apprendre, Fust Ce D'un Sot, D'une Pot, D'une Que--doufle D'un Mouffe, D'un Pantoufle.]

If In Your Soil It Takes, To Heaven A Thousand Thousand Thanks Be Given; And Say With France, It Goodly Goes, Where The Pantagruelion Grows.

Thought I To Myself, We Shall Never Come Off Scot-free.

But Where Are The Snows Of Last Year? That Was The Greatest Concern Of Villon, The Parisian Poet.

Science Sans Conscience N' Est Que Le Ruine De L'âme. Knowledge Without Conscience Is But The Ruine Of The Soule.