Drawing on my fine command of language, I said nothing.

Drawing on my fine command of the English language, I said nothing.

A real hangover is nothing to try out family remedies on. The only cure for a real hangover is death.

Nothing makes a man feel older than to hear a band coming up the street and not to have the impulse to rush downstairs and out on to the sidewalk.

The freelance writer is a man who is paid per piece or per word or perhaps.

I know I'm drinking myself to a slow death, but then I'm in no hurry.