Quotes About Alcohol

PROHIBITIONIST. The sort of man one wouldn't care to drink with, even if he drank.

Vodka is just awesome water.

If beer tastes too much of cheer, well then it borders on porter.

I never drank anything stronger than gin before breakfast.

We have been led to think that to drink is manly, and to get in a condition where common sense has fled and the tongue is tangled is funny...

Life isn't a fairy tale. If you lose your shoe at midnight, you're probably just drunk.

You know what rhymes with Friday? Alcohol.

I have always claimed America didn't want a drink as bad as they wanted the right to take a drink if they did happen to want one.

John Barleycorn was blunting me.

But behold! As soon as I went out on the adventure-path I met John Barleycorn again.

One rifle, one blanket, twenty bottles of hooch. Rifle broke. She said this last scornfully, as though disgusted at how low her maiden-value had been rated.

The great majority of habitual drinkers are born not only without desire for alcohol, but with actual repugnance toward it. Not the first, nor the twentieth, nor the hundredth drink, succeeded in giving them the liking. But they learned, just as men learn to smoke; though it is far easier to learn to smoke than to learn to drink. They learned because alcohol was so accessible.

From .05 to .10 per cent indicates that the subject has been drinking; .10 to .15 you are possibly under the influence of alcohol. From .15 to .25, you are under the influence of liquor and should not be driving. At .25 per cent you are obviously intoxicated; at .35 per cent you are a common drunk and probably unable to take care of yourself; and at .40 per cent, whether you are aware of it or not, you have passed out.

At .50 per cent, you have imbibed a lethal amount of good fellowship.

I don't know any writers who don't drink.

I was often allowed to watch them drink their cocktails.

He took three shots a night-no more, no less. He switched from whisky to straight gin. The bum compensated for the scant volume. Three shots tweaked his hatreds. Four shots and up cut those hatreds all the way loose. Three shots said, You project danger. Four shots or more said, You're ugly and you limp.

He felt sandbagged. Doomsday, Armageddon. Booze begets instant misconduct and regret. He walked to the couch and fell down.

He wore piss-poor lime cologne. He sucked a hide-the-hooch lozenge.

There can be no genial companionship among great egotists who have drunk too much.

The rye made him sweat; the beer gave him goose bumps. The combination tamped down his nerves.

The only thing that makes me uncomfortable is when people that do drink, don't drink around me.

Craft brewers are committed to promoting the safe and moderate consumption of their beverage, and work closely with their communities to prevent underage drinking and alcohol abuse.

With such compelling information, the question is why haven't we been able to do more to prevent the crisis of underage drinking? The answer is: the alcohol industry.