I Urge You To Spend

Wait A Second While I Take A Swig Off This Bottle: It's My True And Only Helicon, My Caballine Fount, My Sole Enthusiasm. Here, Drinking, I Deliberate, I Reason, I Resolve And Conclude. After The Epilogue I Laugh, I Write, I Compose, I Drink. Ennius Drinking Would Write, Writing Would Drink.

Pantagruel Was Telling Me That He Believed The Queen Had Given The Symbolic Word Used Among Her Subjects To Denote Sovereign Good Cheer, When She Said To Her Tabachins, A Panacea.

I'd Gladly Do Without A Valet. I'm Never So Well Treated As When I'm Without A Valet.

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.

There Is Nothing Holy Nor Sacred To Those Who Have Abandoned God And Reason In Order To Follow Their Perverse Desires.