Frankly, despite my horror of the press, I'd love to rise from the grave every ten years or so and go buy a few newspapers.

Some suggestions for you :

If you were to ask me if I'd ever had the bad luck to miss my daily cocktail, I'd have to say that I doubt it; where certain things are concerned, I plan ahead.

The decline of the aperitif may well be one of the most depressing phenomena of our time.

I can only wait for the final amnesia, the one that can erase an entire life.

Tobacco and alcohol, delicious fathers of abiding friendships and fertile reveries.

Fortunately, somewhere between chance and mystery lies imagination, the only thing that protects our freedom, despite the fact that people keep trying to reduce it or kill it off altogether.

A paranoiac like a poet, is born, not made.

Im still an atheist thank God.

Thank God I'm an atheist.