An Old Monkey Never Makes A Pretty

I Drink Eternally. For Me It Is An Eternity Of Drinking, And A Drinking Up Of Eternity.

Thought I To Myself, We Shall Never Come Off Scot-free.

I Have Already Related To You Great And Admirable Things; But, If You Might Be Induced To Adventure Upon The Hazard Of Believing Some Other Divinity Of This Sacred Pantagruelion, I Very Willingly Would Tell It You. Believe It, If You Will, Or Otherwise, Believe It Not, I Care Not Which Of Them You Do, They Are Both Alike To Me. It Shall Be Sufficient For My Purpose To Have Told You The Truth, And The Truth I Will Tell You.

All's Well In The End, If You've Only The Patience To Wait.

One Inch Of Joy Surmounts Of Grief A Span, Because To Laugh Is Proper To The Man.