We Believe Easily What We Fear Of

One Returns To The Place One Came From.

A Mountain In Labour Shouted So Loud That Everyone, Summoned By The Noise, Ran Up Expecting That She Would Be Delivered Of A City Bigger Than Paris; She Brought Forth A Mouse.

But Every One Has A Besetting Sin To Which He Returns.

Such Gluttony Second To None Almost Ended Fatally When A Bone Choked A Wolf As He Gulped What He Ate

Blind Fortune Pursues Inconsiderate Rashness. [fr., Fortune Aveugle Suit Aveugle Hardiesse.]