Drinking is the soldiers pleasure. – John Dryden
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age. – John Dryden

Drinking is the soldiers pleasure. – John Dryden
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age. – John Dryden
The intoxication of anger, like that of the grape, shows us to others, but hides us from ourselves. – John Dryden