He killed a lot of ducks. I'd get thrown out of bed at 2 in the morning by federal wardens.

They've got oil pockets in them. There's no way on God's earth you can get that out of the skull.

I'd talk you out of it. In all reality, it's not that beautiful of a fish. In a short time, you are going to get tired of looking at it.

Daily dawns another day;
I must up, to make my way.
Though I dress and drink and eat,
Move my fingers and my feet,
Learn a little, here and there,
Weep and laugh and sweat and swear,
Hear a song, or watch a stage,
Leave some words upon a page,
Claim a foe, or hail a friend-
Bed awaits me at the end.

A woman goes to bed with a man if she is attracted; if she primarily does it for personal gain, what can you call it but prostitution?

As I grow older and older, And totter toward the tomb, I find that I care less and less, Who goes to bed with whom.