A Certain Jollity Of Mind, Pickled In

The Most Christian France Is The Sole Wet-nurse To The Roman Court.

Keep Running After A Dog And He Will Never Bite You.

If You Say To Me: "master, It Would Seem That You Weren't Too Terribly Wise To Have Written These Bits Of Nonsense And Pleasant Mockeries," I Respond That You Are Hardly More So In Finding Amusement In Reading Them.

Because, According To The Sage Solomon, Wisdom Does Not Enter Into A Soul That Seeks After Evil, And Knowledge Without Conscienceis The Ruin Of The Soul, It Behooves You To Serve, Love And Fear God And To Put All Your Thoughts And Hope In Him, And By Faith Founded In Charity, Be Joined To Him, Such That You Never Be Separated From Him By Sin.

The Farce Is Finished. I Go To Seek A Vast Perhaps.