François Rabelais Quotes

Do What Thou Wilt;

because men that are free, well-born, well-bred, and conversant in honest companies, have naturally an instinct and spur that prompteth them unto virtuous actions, and withdraws them from vice, which is called honour. Those same men, when by base subjection and constraint they are brought under and kept down, turn aside from that noble disposition by which they formerly were inclined to virtue, to shake off and break that bond of servitude wherein they are so tyrannously enslaved; for it is agreeable with the nature of man to long after things forbidden and to desire what is denied us.

Necessity has no law.

En toutes compagnies il y a plus de folz que de sages, et la plus grande partie surmonte tousjours la meilleure.

He did not care a button for it.

Une tête bien faite et une tête bien pleine (kepala yang baik adalah kepala yang penuh dengan ilmu pengetahuan

A mother-in-law dies only when another devil is needed in hell.

He was forever wallowing in the mire, dirtying his nose, scrabbling his face, treading down the backs of his shoes, gaping at flies and chasing the butterflies (over whom his father held sway); he would pee in his shoes, shit over his shirt-tails, [wipe his nose on his sleeves,] dribble snot into his soup and go galumphing about. [He would drink out of his slippers, regularly scratch his belly on wicker-work baskets, cut his teeth on his clogs, get his broth all over his hands, drag his cup through his hair, hide under a wet sack, drink with his mouth full, eat girdle-cake but not bread, bite for a laugh and laugh while he bit, spew in his bowl, let off fat farts, piddle against the sun, leap into the river to avoid the rain, strike while the iron was cold, dream day-dreams, act the goody-goody, skin the renard, clack his teeth like a monkey saying its prayers, get back to his muttons, turn the sows into the meadow, beat the dog to teach the lion, put the cart before the horse, scratch himself where he ne’er did itch, worm secrets out from under your nose, let things slip, gobble the best bits first, shoe grasshoppers, tickle himself to make himself laugh, be a glutton in the kitchen, offer sheaves of straw to the gods, sing Magnificat at Mattins and think it right, eat cabbage and squitter puree, recognize flies in milk, pluck legs off flies, scrape paper clean but scruff up parchment, take to this heels, swig straight from the leathern bottle, reckon up his bill without Mine Host, beat about the bush but snare no birds, believe clouds to be saucepans and pigs’ bladders lanterns, get two grists from the same sack, act the goat to get fed some mash, mistake his fist for a mallet, catch cranes at the first go, link by link his armour make, always look a gift horse in the mouth, tell cock-and-bull stories, store a ripe apple between two green ones, shovel the spoil back into the ditch, save the moon from baying wolves, hope to pick up larks if the heavens fell in, mak

I never follow the clock: hours were made for man, not man for hours.

Tell the truth and shame the devil.

Appetite comes with eating, says Angeston. But the thirst goes away with drinking.

Ліпше зовсім нічого не вчитися, ніж учитися з таких книжок під ферулою таких вихователів. Бо вся ота їхня наука — дурниця, а їхня мудрість — харки-макогоники, вони тільки найкращі, найшляхетніші уми із плигу збивають і вицвіт юнацтва занапащають.

Do not believe what I tell you here any more than if it were some tale of a tub.

Les heures sont faictez pour l'homme, et non l'homme pour les heures.

gülmektir çünkü insanı insan eden

How well I feathered my nest.