In This Mortal Life, Nothing

No Noble Man Ever Hated Good Wine.

A Child Is Not A Vase To Be Filled, But A Fire To Be Lit.

The Appetite Grows With Eating.

Oh How Unhappy Is The Prince Served By Such Men Who Are So Easily Corrupted.

The Dress Does Not Make The Monk. [fr., L'habit Ne Fait Le Moine.]