We're wanted men, we'll strike again, but first let's have a beer.
Wrinkles will only go where the smiles have been.
Sail the main course in a simple sturdy craft. Keep her well stocked with short stories and long laughs. Go fast enough to get there but slow enough to see. Moderation seems to be the key.
You get religion as your hair turns grey.
The ocean has always been a salve to my soul.
Oh, yesterdays are over my shoulder, So I can't look back for too long. There's just too much to see waiting in front of me, and I know that I just can't go wrong.