Quotes About Drinking

The last bartender I called had picked me up out of an alley behind a B-girl joint in Lafayette's old Underpass area, a one-block collection of buildings that was so stark and unrelieved, whose inhabitants were so lost and disconnected from the normal world, that if you found yourself drinking there, you could rest assured you had finally achieved the goal you long ago set for yourself: the total destruction of the innocent child who once lived inside you.

He's millions in debt. He hasn't stopped drinking and gambling since his father was assassinated." Brilliantly assassinated, Plagueis thought.

Her one drink had Cecelia giggling and talking and she was explaining that animals had souls too. Nobody challenged her opinion. It was possible, we knew. What we weren't sure of was if we had any.

Drinking with women is as unnatural as scolding with 'em.

A drinker has a hole under his nose that all his money runs into.

The act of eating the bread and drinking the wine are a powerful symbol of finding satisfaction in Christ.

I'm an occasional drinker, the kind of guy who goes out for a beer and wakes up in Singapore with a full beard.

A drinker has a hole under his nose that all his money runs into.

You know," he laughed easily, "with all the goddam drinkin' Ah've done, Ah still can't remember the taste of it unless Ah got the bottle right with me.

He was drinking and contemplating his fear. It seemed to him that he had been afraid all his life, but in recent years, or so it seemed, he had learned how to take a step into his fear, how to take the action which frightened him most (and so could free him the most). He did not do it always, who could? but he had come to think that the secret to growth was to be brave a little more than one was cowardly, simple as that, indeed

Work is the curse of the drinking classes.

If there is an occupational hazard to writing, it's drinking.

There wasn't any virtue in it. The drinking or the quittin? Either one. There aint no virtue in quittin what you aint able any longer to do in the first place.

He about deadcentered your pocketbook didnt he? Yeah, said Rawlins. He lifted up his glass and they drank. Rawlins stood thoughtfully. I dont know what that shit is, he said. But it tastes pretty good to a cowboy. Let us have three more here.

From there, it was time for dinner: roaring fires, meat popping on spits, tofu sizzling on skillets ((it's northern California, a vegetarian option is not optional), and a style of eating and drinking that can only be described as quaffing.

Nevertheless, there was one civil custom used in (and in few but) the English nation, which this gentleman did endeavour to abolish in this country: and that was, the usage of drinking to one another.

But I should note, for all my resistance to organized religion, that I don't believe Charlie could have quit drinking without it. It provided him with a way to structure his behavior, and a way to explain that behavior, both past and present, to himself. Perhaps fiction has, for me, served a similar purpose--what is a narrative arc if not the imposition of order on disparate events? -- and perhaps it is my avid reading that has been my faith all along.

Sort of on this topic…I know this is a loaded question coming from me, but what would you say is your relationship with drinking and alcohol? You mentioned having "grapefruit seltzer water on the rocks" when your stepdad has a cocktail

If he sinned, she tortured him. If he drank, and lied, was often a poltroon, sometimes a knave, she wielded the lash unmercifully.

Odd, eccentric people they were, these entertainers. Most of them had a streak of imagination, and most of them drank. Most of them were middle-aged. Most of them had an abstracted manner; in ordinary life, they seemed left aside, somehow. Odd, extraneous creatures, often a little depressed, feeling life slip away from them. The cinema was killing them.

Walt Whitman4, americano, uno de los bárbaros, un universo, desordenadamente carnal y sensual... comiendo, bebiendo y engendrando, no soy un sentimental... no estoy por encima de los hombres y mujeres ni vivo aparte de ellos... no más modesto que inmodesto.

The awful reality was that upcoming events like St. Patrick's Day and March Madness (Memphis was in the 2009 tournament and was a regional site) offered a greater likelihood of getting a donor because the drinking causes a spike in car accidents.

There are many good reasons for drinking, and one's just entered my head: If you don't drink when you're living, how the fuck can you drink when you're dead?

One third of the history is based on what I have experienced myself, about one third on the experience of a very good friend whose drinking career I followed very closely, and the other third is pure invention.