Optimist: day dreamer more elegantly spelled.

Give an Irishman lager for a month and he's a dead man. An Irishman's stomach is lined with copper, and the beer corrodes it. But whiskey polishes the copper and is the saving of him.

But I reckon I got to light out for the Territory ahead of therest, because Aunt Sally she's going to adopt me and sivilize me, and I can't stand it. I been there before.

...heaven for climate, and hell for society.

All human rules are more or less idiotic.

His ignorance covers the world like a blanket, and there's scarcely a hole in it anywhere.

There was things which he stretched, but mainly he told the truth.