Promise you won't forget me, ever. Not even when I'm a hundred.

What I say is that, if a man really likes potatoes, he must be a pretty decent sort of fellow.

There was once an old sailor my grandfather knew, Who had so many things which he wanted to do That, whenever he thought it was time to begin, He couldn't because of the state he was in.

If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.

The hardest part is what to leave behind, ... It's time to let go!

Think it over, think it under.

Come, come, come. Without a monster or two it's not a quest, merely a gaggle of friends wandering about.