We Consume Our Tomorrows Fretting About Our

The Belly Is The Giver Of Genius.

Retire Within Thyself, And Thou Will Discover How Small A Stock Is There. [lat., Tecum Habita, Et Noris Quam Sit Tibi Curta Supellex.]

Out Of Nothing Can Come, And Nothing Can Become Nothing.

You Pray For Good Health And A Body That Will Be Strong In Old Age. Good-but Your Rich Foods Block The Gods' Answer And Tie Jupiter's Hands.

The Belly (i.e. Necessity) Is The Teacher Of Art And The Liberal Bestower Of Wit.