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

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

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.

Move slowly and the day of your revenge will come," Tuek said. "Speed is a device of Shaitan. Cool your sorrow–we’ve the diversions for it; three things there are that ease the heart–water, green grass, and the beauty of woman.