I am going to seek a great perhaps; draw a curtain, the farce is played out. - François Rabelais

A propos truelle, pourquoi est-ce que les cuisses d'une damoiselle sont toujours fraîches ? — Ce problème, dit Gargantua, n'est ni en Aristotèles, ni en Alexandre Aphrodisé, ni en Plutarque. — C'est, dit le moine, pour trois causes, par lesquelles un lieu est naturellement rafraîchi. Primo pour ce que l'eau décourt tout du long; secundo, pour ce que c'est un lieu ombrageux, obscur et ténébreux, auquel jamais le soleil ne luit, et tiercement pour ce qu'il est continuellement éventé des vents du trou bise, de chemise, et d'abondant de la braguette.

Time, which gnaws and diminisheth all things else, augments and increaseth benefits; because a noble action of liberality, done to a man of reason, doth grow continually by his generous thinking of it and remembering it. Being unwilling therefore any way to degenerate from the hereditary mildness and clemency of my parents, I do now forgive you, deliver you from all fines and imprisonments, fully release you, set you at liberty, and every way make you as frank and free as ever you were before.

Here enter not vile bigots, hypocrites, Externally devoted apes, base snites, Puffed-up, wry-necked beasts, worse than the Huns, Or Ostrogoths, forerunners of baboons: Cursed snakes, dissembled varlets, seeming sancts, Slipshod caffards, beggars pretending wants, Fat chuffcats, smell-feast knockers, doltish gulls, Out-strouting cluster-fists, contentious bulls, Fomenters of divisions and debates, Elsewhere, not here, make sale of your deceits.