So astute was he in his buying and selling, and in his borrowings, that no one knew if he was in debt. - Geoffrey Chaucer

Ye sey right sooth; this Monk he clappeth lowde.
He spak how Fortune covered with a clowde
I noot nevere what; and als of a tragedie
Right now ye herde, and pardee, no remedie
It is for to biwaille ne compleyne
That that is doon, and als it is a peyne,
As ye han seyd, to heere of hevynesse.
Sire Monk, namoore of this, so God yow blesse!
Youre tale anoyeth al this compaignye.
Swich talkyng is nat worth a boterflye,

I know that my singing doesn’t make the moon rise, nor does it make the stars shine. But without my song, the night would seem empty and incomplete. There is more to daybreak than light, just as there is more to nighttime than darkness.

One shouldn’t be too inquisitive in life
Either about God’s secrets or one’s wife.
You’ll find God’s plenty all you could desire;
Of the remainder, better not enquire.