Quotes About Alcoholic

If drinking is interfering with your work, you're probably a heavy drinker. If work is interfering with your drinking, you're probably an alcoholic.

I chuckled like Aldo Ray. If I had to endure his l'homme du monde act, he had to suffer my jaded alcoholic private eye.

S]he was my Muse, my alcoholic's bourbon on the rocks: irresistible.

Children are pushed to give up their dependency needs and assume responsibility too early. This is particularly common in alcoholic and dysfunctional families.

His round, pink face was smiling and happy, his green eyes lighted with an alcoholic shine.

People are saying that I'm an alcoholic, and that's not true, because I only drink when I work, and I'm a workaholic.

Now he asked, his voice as careful and unslurred as only a true alcoholic's can be, whose turn it was to tell a tale.

God and Satan play poker with Tarot cards for the soul of an alcoholic sandwich-bag salesman obsessed with Bernini's 'The Ecstasy of St. Teresa.

My mother and stepfather were in Vaudeville. And my stepfather was an alcoholic. It was a lot of roller coaster times. But it's all I knew. I think they did the best they could under the circumstances, with me and all the family.

If drinking is interfering with your work, you're probably a heavy drinker. If work is interfering with your drinking, you're probably an alcoholic.

Hi, my name is Mitchell. I'm an alcoholic.' 'Hi, I'm Flora. I'm cross-addicted.'" "Cross-addicted?" Sabbath asked. "Who knows—some Catholic thing.

Randall, the gay alcoholic in the house next door, boldly peeps through my windows. 'Boy, you sure rock in that chair a lot,' he said last week, his face pressed against my screen. This time I was lying on my bed with Katherine's cats. I'm watching them while she's out of town. I can be very mushy, and he watched me kissing them and saying that all the other cats in the neighborhood were jealous of their beauty.

You tell yourself that if you traveled alone to Europe this summer, you could surely do the same thing next year, and the year after that. Of course you don't, though, and the next thing you know you're an aging, unemployed elf so desperate for love you spend your evening mooning over a straight alcoholic.

You'd think I'd have addressed my drinking, at least in the privacy of my diary, but it's rarely mentioned. To type that word—alcoholic—would have made it real, so I never recounted the talking-tos I got from Hugh and certain helpful people in my family.

You know you're an alcoholic when you misplace thingslike a decade.

I had an affair with a downtown playwright. Two things about this man: He was an ex-alcoholic, and he was phobic about leaving the city. I was too old to think him poetic, but I did.

My dad has a weird hobby; he collects empty bottles... which sounds so much better than "alcoholic."

A BOILERMAKER KILLS GERMS DEAD. Where'd you get that idea? BOOK. WHAT'S BOILERMAKER? Travis said, A shot of whiskey dropped into a glass of beer. Einstein considered that for a moment. KILL GERMS BUT BECOME ALCOHOLIC. Travis laughed and ruffled Einstein's coat. You're a regular comedian, fur face. MAYBE I SHOULD PLAY VEGAS.

I come from a completely dysfunctional alcoholic family, so we kind of parented ourselves a little bit.

A whole new life at fifty, all because I had become entranced with both the Turkish culture and with Kazim—who one friend called a careening festival of a human being and another called an alcoholic Kurdish carpet salesman. I called him a catalyst.

In my last relationship I realized that my partner was self-centered, self-serving, arrogant, ignorant, unfaithful, hypercritical, abusive, an under-achiever, and an alcoholic. I was devastated when he broke up with me.

it felt adult, sophisticated, slightly alcoholic.

When we hear these kinds of excuses from a drunk, we assume they are exactly that—excuses. We don't consider an active alcoholic a reliable source of insight. So why should we let an angry and controlling man be the authority on partner abuse?

We're commuter wives. These are our commuter lives. We're capable of carrying alcoholic husbands from the kitchen to the bathroom in a fireman's grip. Between trains, we train to fight with enemies we haven't met yet, battling against punching bags, leaping like the world is made of stone walls and we're storming them. There's another version of commuting of course, as in to commute a sentence. This is our sentence, these suburbs, the train that does not stretch to meet them