I do remember some pleasant times I had with my little friend. That sounds like an Irishman's toast, doesn't it.

It sounds like he's toast.

May you live to see the green grass growing over your grave.

I think I won't do for your business at all, but personally I have no fight with you. You can go on and save all the critics you can, but don't send them to me.

I really have a desire to do a certain kind of work, but deliver me from the class who cut up their relatives to see how their corpuscles match up.

I had my share of critics, and I wash my hands of the whole lot.