Corn Is The Sinews Of War. -- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553) -- Works, Book I, Chap.

Corn is the sinews of war.
-- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553)
-- Works, Book i, Chap. xlvi

I drink no more than a sponge. -- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553) -- Works, Book i, Chap. v
To return to our wethers. -- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553) -- Works, Book i, Chap. i, n, 2
It is meat, drink, -- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553) -- Works, Book v, Chap. vii
Which was performed to a T. -- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553) -- Works, Book iv, Chap. xli
He laid him squat as a flounder. -- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553) -- Works, Book i, Chap. xxvii
Appetite comes with eating, says Angeston. -- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553) -- Works, Book i, Chap.
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By robbing Peter he paid Paul, -- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553) -- Works, Book i, Chap. xi
He always looked a given horse in the mouth. -- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553) -- Works, Book i, Chap.
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How well I feathered my nest. -- Francis Rabelais (1495-1553) -- Works, Book ii, Chap. xvii