“Mulled ale for the frozen man,And mulled ale for the weary:For mulled ale is the body's friendAnd makes the sick heart merry.”

“A wise man, once he is past fifty, does not befuddle his senses with strong drink, nor make violent love in the cool spring night, nor dance on his hands.”

“...Orm always afterwards used to say that, after good luck, strength, and skill at arms, nothing was so useful to a man who found himself among foreigners as the ability to learn a language.”

“Hvorledes skulle det gå, hvis man slap nordboerne ind i himlen ? I ville gribe efter de hellige jomfruer med utugtig tale, udstøde et hærskrig over for serafer og ærkeengle og skråle efter øl, når I stod ansigt til ansigt med Gud.”

“I heard wordOf bellied sailcloth,Creak of oars,And gold in Eastland.Then I smelledA smell remembered:Salt of sprayAnd black-pitched boat's keel.”

“If there’s one thing that makes a man sick, it’s to have his ale poured out of an ugly hand.”

“Ale, man, Ale's the stuff to drink,for fellows whom it hurts to think.”