We Owe To The Middle Ages The

To Be Witty Is Not Enough. One Must Possess Sufficient Wit To Avoid Having Too Much Of It.

The Longer The Road To Love, The Keener Is The Pleasure...

To Reason With Poorly Chosen Words Is Like Using A Pair Of Scales With Inaccurate Weights.

Inspiration In Matters Of Taste Will Not Come Twice.

Old Age Diminishes Our Strength; It Takes Away Our Pleasures One After The Other; It Withers The Soul As Well As The Body; It Renders Adventure And Friendship Difficult; And Finally It Is Shadowed By Thoughts Of Death.