Quotes About Revelry

I've been to too many Dead concerts. There've been smokin' holes where my memory used to be.

Uncork the cider...Sabbath or no!

Good," Mapp said. "That's very good. Eat some crabs. Grab Pilcher and smooch him on his face, go wild.

If all be true that I do think, there are five reasons we should drink. Good friends, good times, or being dry, or lest we should be by and by, or any other reason why

Pieter Peeperkorn will now regale himself with a schnapps.

At the corner store they invaded a hot dog stand and drank pina colada to sober up. It did no good.

girls had turned overnight into whooping, hollering brides of the multitude.

Some of my most outrageous nights I can only believe actually happened because of corroborating evidence. No wonder I'm famous for partying! The ultimate party, if it's any good, you can't remember it.

Everything they'd been brought up not to do, they could do at a rock-and-roll show.

Al Czervik Hey everybody, we're all gonna get laid.

A quick puke, two rails of blow and she was solid.

Lord Kane beat me up," one said with a grin. There was blood on his teeth. "Did you see?" "Best. Night. Ever.

Actually, it only takes one drink to get me loaded. Trouble is, I can't remember if it's the thirteenth or fourteenth.

I have fed purely upon ale; I have eat my ale, and I always sleep upon ale.

People come to this place for one reason, and one reason only. However, the night is still relatively young, and the camouflage of drinking, talking and listening to music does not, at this point, seem too obvious.

On with the dance! Let joy be unconfin'd; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet.

For when the wine is in, the wit is out.

Let us eat and drink: for tomorrow we diet.

Let us have wine and woman, mirth and laughter. Sermons and soda-water the day after.

I'm tipsy." I corrected, "and it's my birthday and I want to dance. Come one, Linc, it won't kill you.

I am the kind of woman who loves hurricanes. They put me in a party mood. Make me want to eat oysters on the half shell, and act slutty.

In the depths of every heart there is a tomb and a dungeon, though the lights, the music, and the revelry above may cause us to forget their existence...

Il est l'heure de s'enivrer! Pour n'être pas les esclaves martyrisé du Temps, Enivrez-vous! Enivrez sans cesse! De vin, poésie ou de vertu, à votre guise

Getting drunk was good. I decided that I would always like getting drunk. It took away the obvious and maybe if you could get away from the obvious often enough, you wouldn't become so obvious yourself.