Quotes About Bars

I have a standup I do in gay bars, and it's filthy. I have to assess the crowd. If it's an all-gay crowd, I'll dip into the stories of my sordid past.

She'd thought a gun would fit easily into his hand, the way a gun did for a man who hung out in dim bars and smoky hotel rooms. But it didn't fit easily. It didn't fit at all.

Disperse your menacing armies! And relinguish your delicious stores of Nestle Crunch bars.

It was, for a moment, not her who started out between the bars. It was something dredged up from the bottom of the sea. Black eyes swiveling in a gray head. Some primeval genus that viewed him — he knew this to his marrow — with hatred in its bowels.

The stars that sparkled, and the cars that parkled, and the bars, and the barmen, were presently taken over by her

O my Carmen, my Carmen! Something, something those something nights And the stars, and the cars, and the bars and the barmen ~

Oh my Carmen, my little Carmen! Something, something, those something nights, And the stars, and the cars, and the bars, and the barmen - And, O my charmin', our dreadful fights. And the something town where so gaily, arm in Arm we went, and our final row, And the gun I killed you with, O my Carmen, The gun I am holding now.

O my Carmen, my little Carmen! Something, something those something nights, And the stars, and the cars, and the bars, and the     barmen – And, O my charmin', our dreadful fights. And the something town where so gaily, arm in Arm, we went, and our final row, And the gun I killed you with, O my Carmen, The gun I am holding now. (Drew his .32 automatic, I guess, and put a bullet through his moll's eye.) Fourteen

See this abdicated beast, once king Of them all, nibble his claws: Not anger enough left—no, nor despair— To break his teeth on the bars.

The music passed in an instant, as the first bars of sudden music always did, over the fantastic fabrics of his mind, dissolving them painlessly and noiselessly as a sudden wave dissolves the sandbuilt turrets of children.

Jeez, was that a lion? Please tell me it's behind bars." "It's a zoo, Iggy," Nudge said, taking his arms and leading him. "Everything's behind bars.

Prison has a universal fascination. It's a real-life horror story because, given the right set of circumstances, anyone could find themselves behind bars.

I think I first learned about Stonewall in Queer Theatre class at the University of Pittsburgh. It made me mad that queer people out at bars could be raided and arrested and harassed by the police just for being who they were.

The freedom the bars give women is not the same freedom a woman on the street or in a brothel has. That's more like imprisonment.

The nightlife in Baltimore is very mixed. Any gay people I know go to the hipster bars; they don't go to the gay bars. Start your night at the Club Charles, and then you can meet people to go other places. The Charles has been Baltimore's favourite cool hipster bar forever.

We stay in U2's hotel. They bought a hotel, The Clarence, a nice place and it's in an area where everything's happening, so many fantastic restaurants and bars and the people are so friendly.

All the things you're not supposed to do on land you're supposed to do on a cruise because it's one of America's official responsibility-free zones, like Mardi Gras, New Year's Eve or Courtney Love. Twenty-four-hour free buffets all over the place, raunchy stage shows, countless bars that won't cut you off as long as you can knee-walk into a casino and blow the mortgage—

I played the bars in northern California since I was 18. We played at least three hours, and there's no which-way about it: That definitely helped.

People try to challenge me in bars every now and then. As long as they're not physical I just walk away, but if they get physical then I just end up in a fight.

I stared out the window, at the whitecapped mountains in the distance. It was strange, looking at them from the other side. A month ago I had stood in the Salt Lake City Airport and wondered what was on the other side. Now I knew. I imagine prison bars are the same way. Maybe a grave.

Drink and drive — the police will show you some new bars.

Back then, before it became clear that democracy was best served by a drunken electorate, the bars in New York City were required to close on Election Day.

When it comes to female fan attention, I'm married, so obviously I avoid the places where you might get unwanted female attention - clubs and social environments, bars and public spaces.

The city of Cork - the urban center, where all the shops and bars and everything are - is actually an island, a river island.