Quotes from Walter Map

I intend to die in a tavern; let the wine be placed near my dying mouth, so that when the choirs of angels come, they may say, "God be merciful to this drinker!"

The dead are alive and the living are buried by them.

The most persistent hate is that which doth degenerate from love.

The most persistent hate is that which doth degenerate from love.

If die I must, let me die drinking in an Inn.