François Rabelais█

With a quill as sharp as a surgeon’s scalpel and humor as broad as my giants, I have relished in exposing the follies of monks, magistrates, and monarchs alike.

Ask me of the Abbaye de Thélème, where the only rule is “Do what thou wilt,” or of the riotous deeds of Gargantua and Pantagruel, my colossal heirs of laughter and learning.

In an age torn by dogma, I celebrate curiosity, freedom of thought, and the robust joys of human existence—always with a wink, a jest, and a considerable glass of wine.