Quotes About Intoxication

I can see myself sitting all day in my chair, immersed in lives, plots, and sentences, intoxicated by words and chimeras, paralyzed by satisfaction and contentment, reading until the deepening twilight, until I can no longer make out the words, until my mind begins to wander, until my aching muscles are no longer able to keep the book aloft. Joy is the anticipation of joy. Reading a fine book for the first time is as sumptuous as the first sip of orange juice that breaks the fast in Ramadan.

Had I known that coffee could taste so good, I would have gotten drunk on it every day.

Ah, the deliciousness of discovering a masterwork. My heart begins to lift. I can see myself sitting all day in my chair, immersed in lives, plots, and sentences, intoxicated by words and chimeras, paralyzed by satisfaction and contentment, reading until the deepening twilight, until I can no longer make out the words, until my mind begins to wander, until my aching muscles are no longer able to keep the book aloft. Joy is the anticipation of joy.

I'm a big fan of the effects of alcohol.

After one brandy, I'm already slurring. I'm quite a lightweight.

You don't quite know how drunk you are until all of a sudden you're on the floor.

It was not in me It came and went I wanted to hold it It was held by wine (I no longer know what it was)

The world of sexuality it finds is not entirely mature and pure, it is not human enough, only virile, rut, intoxication, restlessness, and weighed down by the old prejudices and arrogance with which men have disfigured and overburdened love.

It happens to us once or twice in a lifetime to be drunk with some book which probably has some extraordinary relative power to intoxicate us and none other; and having exhausted that cup of enchantment we go groping in libraries all our years afterwards in the hope of being in Paradise again.

I'll tell you, said Beatty, smiling at his cards. That made you for a little while a drunkard. Read a few lines and off you go over the cliff. Bang, you're ready to blow up the world, chop off heads, knock down women and children, destroy authority. I know. I've been through it all.

Debes mantenerte borracho de literatura para que la realidad no pueda destruirte

Gallagher hablaba muy deprisa. Todo aquello pasaba muy deprisa, desequilibrándolo. Y no había tomado nada más fuerte que cerveza en toda la noche. Lo único que le pasaba era que Hazel Jones se le había subido un poco a la cabeza.

She had never been drunk before, but believed that that was what had happened to her. She'd been drinking something made of orange juice and she'd been warned, but had not listened or could not remember having listened, and could not remember who'd warned her. She did not wish to name any names and to involve her friends or anyone for no one was to blame except possibly herself.

The strangest thing was that she was feeling very sexy. It couldn't be him; it must be the drinks. She really felt like crawling into bed with someone. She looked at the bartender. That was who she'd really like to get into bed with. The bartender. Or Carter. Or— Suddenly

He was seeking power and the use of power through knowledge of sin, of intoxication, of poetry

Steep'd amid honey'd morphine, my windpipe throttled in fakes of death.

Drinking is fun! It makes me feel horrible and sexy!

There are no memories in a bottle full of wine.

So geht es mit Tabak und Rum: Erst bist du froh, dann fällst du um.

You're drunk, and I'm drunk, and I'm just exactly drunk enough to tell you anything you want to know. That's the kind of girl I am. If I like a person, I'll tell them anything they want to know. Just ask me. Go ahead, ask me.

Power intoxicates men. When a man is intoxicated by alcohol, he can recover, but when intoxicated by power, he seldom recovers.

let's get stinko.

Booze made people sloppy and unfocused:

I was filled with such a dangerous delicious intoxication that I could have walked straight off the steps into the air, climbing on the strength of my own drunkeness into the stars. And the intoxication, as I knew even then, was the recklessness of infinite possibility.