Forget The Brother And Resume The Man.

No Season Now For Calm, Familiar Talk.

Look, I'm Not Asking You To Like Me, I'm Not Asking You To Put Yourself In A Position Where I Can Touch Your Goodies, I'm Just Asking You To Be Fair.

Dreams Are Sent By God.

Yea, And If Some God Shall Wreck Me In The Wine-dark Deep, Even So I Will Endure… For Already Have I Suffered Full Much, And Much Have I Toiled In Perils Of Waves And War. Let This Be Added To The Tale Of Those.

I'm A People Person...who Drinks.