Misery Is The Company Of Lawsuits.

We Always Long For The Forbidden Things, And Desire What Is Denied Us.

Plain As A Nose In A Man's Face.

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

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.

Petite Ville, Grand Renom. Small Town, Great Renown.