To get enough to eat was regarded as an achievement. To get drunk was a victory.
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.
There's no bad publicity except an obituary.
Ah, bless you, Sister, may all your sons be bishops.
I wish I'd been a mixed infant.
God forgive us-but most of us grew up to be the sort of men our mothers warned us against.