Happiness being a dessert so sweet
May life give you more than you can ever eat.



You're not as young as you used to be.
But...
You're not as old as you're going to be.
So watch it!

I've drank to your health in taverns,
I've drank to your health in my home,
I've drank to your health so damn many times,
I believe I've ruined my own!



Fad saol agat. 
"Long life to you."




Fad saol agat, gob fliuch, agus bas in Eirinn.
"Long life to you, a wet mouth, and death in Ireland."




Go mbeire muid beo ar an am seo aris! 
"May we be alive at this time next year."





As you ramble through life, whatever be your goal;
Keep your eye upon the doughnut, and not upon the hole.




What is but Age? Something to count?
Some people fight it as if climbing the mount.
I choose live with dignity and grace
And offer a drink to all in this place!



To Age! To Age! Why does one care?
As the wrinkles grow longer and gray graces your hair.
Life should be simple because when push comes to shove,
The only one counting is the good Lord above!



May you die in bed at 95 years, 
Shot by a jealous wife [husband]!



Do not resent growing old.
Many are denied the privilege.

May you live all the days of your life.
-Jonathan Swift

May there be a generation of children
On the children of your children.

Here's to a long life and a merry one.
A quick death and an easy one.
A pretty girl and an honest one.
A cold beer-and another one!
--Old Irish toast

May I see you gray 
And combing your grandchildren's hair.

The short parenthesis of life is sweet, but short.




Merry met, and merry part,
I drink to thee with all my heart.




May your liquor be cold,
May your women be hot.
And may your troubles slide off of you
slicker than snot.



May all your joys be pure joys, 
and all your pain champagne.



The test of Gold is Fire
The test of Truth is Time
The test of God's love are the heavens above
and everything sublime
Treasures in life are many,
dreams realized but few
But I know the test of God's goodness
is when he gave me a friend like you.

A toast to your coffin.
May it be made of 100 year old oak.
And may we plant the tree together, tomorrow.



May friendship, like wine, improve as time advances.
And may we always have old wine, old friends, and young cares.

May you taste the sweetest pleasures that fortune ere bestowed,
and may all your friends remember all the favors you are owed.




Twenty years a child; 
twenty years running wild;
twenty years a mature man,
and after that, praying.
--Irish Proverb

May misfortune follow you the rest of your life,
but never catch up.

You're not to old when your hair turns gray
You're not to old when your teeth decay.
But you'll know you're awaiting that final sleep,
When your mind makes promises your body can't keep.



Here's to Destiny
May she not forget us in our time.

To all the days here and after
May they be filled with fond memories, happiness, and laughter.




May you always have a cool head and a warm heart.

Four blessings upon you...
Older whiskey
Younger women
Faster horses
More money

May the winds of fortune sail you,
May you sail a gentle sea.
May it always be the other guy
who says, "this drink's on me."




History--
Can't live with it,
Can't live without it.

May you taste the sweetest pleasures that fortune ere bestowed,
and may all your friends remember all the favors you are owed.

May your health be like the capital of Ireland--
Always Dublin!




May you live to be a hundred years,
With one extra year to repent!

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