Dylan Thomas

He who seeks rest finds boredom. He who seeks work finds rest.

I've just had eighteen straight whiskies. I think that's the record.

When one burns one's bridges, what a very nice fire it makes.

After the first death, there is no other.

Somebody's boring me. I think it's me.

It snowed last year too: I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down and I knocked my brother down and then we had tea.

An alcoholic is someone you don't like who drinks as much as you do.

Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means, Time held me green and dying Though I sang in my chains like the sea.

Though lovers be lost love shall not.

Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.