When I Drink, I Think; And When

Because Just As Arms Have No Force Outside If There Is No Counsel Within A House, Study Is Vain And Counsel Useless That Is Not Put To Virtuous Effect When The Time Calls.

Bottle, Whose Mysterious Deep Do's Ten Thousand Secrets Keep, With Attentive Ear I Wait; Ease My Mind, And Speak My Fate.

The Probity That Scintillizes In The Superfices Of Your Persons Informs My Ratiocinating Faculty, In A Most Stupendous Manner, Of The Radiant Virtues Latent Within The Precious Caskets And Ventricles Of Your Minds.

The Belly Has No Ears Nor Is It To Be Filled With Fair Words.

In Their Rules There Was Only One Clause: Do What You Will.