Almost nobody dances sober, unless they happen to be insane.

"May the merciful god, if indeed there be such, guard those hours when no power of the will, or drug that the cunning of man devises, can keep me from the chasm of sleep. Death is merciful, for there is no return therefrom, but with him who has come back out of the nethermost chambers of night, haggard and knowing, peace rests nevermore."

H.P. Lovecraft

"The cool, lithe, cynical, and unconquered lord of the housetops."

H.P. Lovecraft