It was a marriage of convenience, as my father had a blister on his big toe and couldn't travel far to find a girl.
I spent half my money on gambling, alcohol and wild women. The other half I wasted.
I must have a drink of breakfast.
I'd take a Bromo, but I can't stand the noise.
When we have lost everything, including hope, life becomes a disgrace, and death a duty.
If there's a will, prosperity can't be far behind.