May you get to heaven a half hour before the devil knows you're dead

May you be fourty years in heaven before the devil knows your dead.

May those who love us, love us; and those who don't love us, may God turn their hearts; and if He doesn't turn their hearts, may he turn their ankles so we'll know them by their limping.

But the greatest love - the love above all loves, Even greater than that of a mother - Is the tender, passionate, undying love, Of one beer drunken slob for another

The devil never grants long leases

May your pockets be heavy and your heart be light. May good luck pursue you each morning and night.