Francois Rabelais ( - April 09, 1553)
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I drink no more than a sponge
We always long for the forbidden things, and desire what is denied us.
Nature abhors a vacuum
I have known many who could not when they would, for they had not done it when they could
Everything comes in time to those who can wait
We are failing the poor.
We hadn't said anything about the Derby until after his third start. Then he just kept developing - and winning. We've been following him, instead of him following us.
Hide not your talents. They for use were made. What's a sundial in the shade?