Ah, beer, my one weakness. My Achille's heel, if you will.
All deaths are hateful to miserable mortals, but the most pitiable death of all is to starve.
It is tedious to tell again tales already plainly told.
Discourse, the sweeter banquet of the mind.
Oh, look at me! I'm making people happy! I'm the Magical Man from Happy-Land, in a gumdrop house on Lollipop Lane! Oh, by the way, I was being sarcastic.
There is satiety in all things, in sleep, and love-making, in the loveliness of singing and the innocent dance.