No Clock Is More Regular Than The

Such Is The Nature And Make-up Of The French That They Are Only Good At The Start. Then They Are Worse Than Devils, But, Given Time, They're Less Than Women.

Fate Leads The Willing, And Th' Unwilling Draws.

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.

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

The Scent Of Wine, Oh How Much More Agreeable, Laughing, Praying, Celestial And Delicious It Is Than That Of Oil!