Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
I just drank eighteen whiskies. That must be a record.
After thirty nine years this is all I've done.
Someone's boring me. I think it's me.
An alcoholic is someone you don't like who drinks as much as you do.
Though lovers be lost, love shall not; And death shall have no dominion.
The only sea I saw Was the seesaw sea With you riding on it. Lie down, lie easy. Let me shipwreck in your thighs.