I have a total irreverence for anything connected with society except that which makes the roads safer, the beer stronger, the food cheaper and the old men and old women warmer in the winter and happier in the summer.

I'm a drinker with a writing problem.

Many a man has decided to stay alive not because of the will to live but because of the determination not to give assorted surviving bastards the satisfaction of his death.

Shakespeare said pretty well everything and what he left out, James Joyce, with a judge from meself, put in.

A pedestrian ought to be legally allowed to toss at least one hand grenade at a motorist every day.

They took away our land, our language, and our religion; but they could never harness our tongues.

One drink is to many for me and a thousand not enough.