Alcohol is good for killing microbes. It does mean that it also kills macrobes (human).

Alcohol is the motorcycle of beverages. Liver fast, die young.

I wish I had money now. If only I’d saved my allowance growing up, instead of squandering it on balls, balloons, booze, and floozies.

Far above him a few white clouds were racing windily after a pale gibbous moon. Drink all morning, they said to him, drink all day. This is life!

Love is alcohol.

I think that it is a great tragedy that a child can lose their mother, father, sister or brother, because you and I made a decision that getting loaded was more important than they are.

I am more afraid of alcohol than of all the bullets of the enemy.

Gordie, the white boy genius, gave me this book by a Russian dude named Tolstoy, who wrote, ‘Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.’ Well, I hate to...

This stage in the life of the buzz is truly fabulous. It’s not even a buzz anymore. It’s a roar. The world opens up and everything’s yours right there, right now. You’ve probably heard the...

Alcohol makes other people less tedious, and food less bland, and can help provide what the Greeks called entheos, or the slight buzz of inspiration when reading or writing. The only worthwhile miracle in the...

Chodź, napijemy się ginu. Oto prawdziwa odpowiedź na wszystkie parszywe problemy.

We were not a hugging people. In terms of emotional comfort it was our belief that no amount of physical contact could match the healing powers of a well made cocktail.

Irish I were I wish, so being drunk all the time would be socially acceptable.

My favorite salad dressing is vodka. And my favorite ice cream flavor is coffee, though I prefer it melted and hot enough to burn flesh.

Hemingway is overrated,Twain is even more lost at sea,And all truths point to the mouth of a woman,Where both her whispers and her screams,Are born.Pour another glass, Beer, wine, whiskey,I don’t care,So long as its...

Driving down deserted early morning roads. Round and round. Round downtown. Through naked streets. Lips pursed on two litre bottles of beer, but pursuing the lips of freedom’s night. Swapping cars. Winding up at karaoke...

But in college, we can wear our alcohol abuse as proudly as our university sweatshirts; the two concepts are virtually synonymous.

You are giving up nothing! You have nothing to lose and everything to gain.

Dixon was alive again. Consciousness was upon him before he could get out of the way; not for him the slow, gracious wandering from the halls of sleep, but a summary, forcible ejection. He lay...

Alcohol gives you infinite patience for stupidity.

Mr Cobb was my escort. Such a nice escort, Mr Cobb. So attentive. You should see him sober. I should see him sober. Somebody should see him sober. I mean, just for the record. So...

Oh you dear companionsElectric bells of the stations song of the reapersButcher’s sleigh regiment of unnumbered streetsCavalry of bridges nights livid with alcoholThe cities I’ve seen lived like mad women(The Voyager)

Hit the bottom and get back up; or hit the bottle and stay down.

Only Irish coffee provides in a single glass all four essential food groups: alcohol, caffeine, sugar and fat.

Take a drink because you pity yourself, and then the drink pities you and has a drink, and then two good drinks get together and that calls for drinks all around.

Alcohol is a crutch, for people with liquid legs. Our first date went swimmingly, like Michael Phelps mining for gold. 1849 just called me, and it wants its Levi’s jeans back. If you help with...

I was nervous. Like an ice cube, I just froze up. Then I melted in some strange guy’s drink.

Alcoholics never win but always do sin.

A wink and a smirk walk into a bar, and the bartender asked them what they were drinking, when all of the sudden a mustache in a cowboy hat riding a vagina runs through the...

I drink because I wish to multiply my sufferings.

The light music of whisky falling into glasses made an agreeable interlude.

I dye my jeans jet black once a week, but they never seem dark enough. I bleach my hair bright white twice a month but it never seems light enough. I drink two and a...

Minimum sales prices for alcohol are a startlingly bad idea. As with excise duties, the effects are regressive.

Some seeksolace inwhiskey,I drown mysorrowsin ink.

The one conclusion I have reached is that whiskey is a great leveler. You might be a hotshot advertising executive or a lowly foundry worker, but if you cannot hold your drink, you are just...

How is it that everyone on this train has so much alcohol?””We always head to Canada at the beginning of the season,” she says taking her seat again. “Their laws are much more civilized. Cheers.

The stains could be seen only in the sunlight, so Ruth was never really aware of them until later, when she would stop at an outdoor cafe for a cup of coffee, and look down...

Like anybody can tell you, I am not a very nice man. I don’t know the word. I have always admired the villain, the outlaw, the son of a bitch. I don’t like the clean-shaven...

[Alcohol] not only replaces positive actions which would address the root causes of our despondency – it prevents them, as more energy becomes focused on achieving and recovering from the drunken state.

Love is to beer as I am to drunk. And you say I’m not romantic. Shoot, I’m so romantic I could just puke.

Does not people’s preoccupation these days with drugs, alcohol, medication and self deception prove that the truth not only hurts, but it is torture to bear?

I’m a competitor. I once placed fifth in a bottle of whiskey.

If I share your bottle of beer, I’ll take the left side.

Drink because you are happy, but never because you are miserable.

I was a fool, alone, preparing to do what every fool did at such times—I was going to a bar to drink myself smart.

the forecast for tonight is alcohol, low standards, and poor decisions.

Booze makes you stupid and like it. It makes you fall around and not care. And eventually, stupid is the only way you know how to be. Cocaine makes you feel important, that life matters,...

Sam took another sip of the pruno. It went down smoother this time, possibly because he no longer had feeling in his extremities.

Texting and phone calls, fireworks, blends, café au lait, and music. Yesterday’s television. Work and beer. The neighbor’s dog, or those strange flowers, the way it smells at Maisen. Those ordinary things I talk about...

Pour alcohol on a bundle of nerves and it generally turns into a can of worms.