Everyone should drink of me, but I shouldn’t be drunk by everyone. I should be drunk all by myself.

I can always say no to a bottle of booze, but only after saying yes to the alcohol inside.

I’d like to invent a product that’ll turn 18-year-olds into 21-year-olds, and sell it in front of bars.

They were drinking, laughing and dancing, but I was sitting alone in the corner and talking to your soul.

I feel like today should be a perfect Meatball day… Let’s just get wastey-pants!

Seth discovered that night that he had two extra stomachs; one for vodka and one for overeating.

I also drink Scotch. But I’m not picky. I’ll take the victory Scotch, or the Scotch of defeat. Or the rotgut swill.

A man who drinks too much on occasion is still the same man as he was sober. An alcoholic, a real alcoholic, is not the same man at all. You can’t predict anything about him...

Come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness.

… it’s a bad sign when someone drinks a lot and doesn’t laugh.

Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.[misquote of a letter about wine, see quotes/831031]

Alcohol ruined me financially and morally, broke my heart and the hearts of too many others. Even though it did this to me and it almost killed me and I haven’t touched a drop of...

So I am not a broken heart. I am not the weight I lost or miles or ran and I am not the way I slept on my doorstep under the bare sky in smell...

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.

I don’t drink water, because if water can erode rock, think what it can do to flesh.

Too much of anything is bad, but too much Champagne is just right.

What everyone agreed was not very nice, was the way Clémence had carried on. Obviously, she wasn’t the kind of girl you’d ask again: she’d ended up showing off everything she’d got, and she’d puked...

To have touched the feet of Christ is no excuse for mistakes in punctuation.If a man writes well only when he’s drunk, then I’ll tell him: Get drunk. And if he says that it’s bad...

I slept and the night rolled over into day like a dog. Another post-meridian awakening – sunshine on empty bottles, tangled clothes. I dozed while the temperature rose.

Efficient self-destruction is what it is. Clean and neat. Almost surgical in its precision.

I peer through the spectral, polluted, nicotine-sodden windows of my sock at these old lollopers in their kiddie gear. Go home, I say. Go home, lie down, and eat lots of potatoes. I had three...

If now in some ways I drink too much, it’s not that I lack a reverence for the world.

For he was drinking too much. Not uncontrollably nor offensively, but still he seldom seemed to have a glass out of his hand.

He wanted one drink, and understood precisely why he wasn’t going to have one. One drink ended up arriving in a dozen glasses.

In the fall he picked up his phone one afternoon to hear Grandma Lynn.’Jack,’ my grandmother announced, ‘I am thinking of coming to stay.’ My father was silent, but the line was riddled with his...

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 obvious yourself.

Had a couple of drinks by myself. It was a mistake. Have I got to give up drinking, too? If I eliminate everything, how will I exist? I was somebody who loved Maurice and went...

They said ‘ski’, but they heard ‘vodka’!

I had a second friend come over to my house, and do you know what I called her? A refill. If relationships aren’t drinkable, why do we thirst for them so much?

God gave man feet for which to walk. And crush grapes. Can I get you a glass of wine? It’s homemade, though it kind of smells funky.

The early morning is too strong to drink straight, so I need to mix in a little coffee to be able to hold it down.

Spain is 4/5ths pain and 1/5th S. I drank that fifth, and I loved S.

That is the remarkable thing about drinking: it brings people together so quickly, but between night and morning it sets an interval again of years.

Whoever drinks beer, he is quick to sleep; whoever sleeps long, does not sin; whoever does not sin, enters Heaven! Thus, let us drink beer!

Did you know say the true cause of the Civil War was some Northerner adding nutmeg to a mint julep?” Lucy asked.

Lady Astor was also said to have responded to a question from Churchill about what disguise he should wear to a masquerade ball by saying, “Why don’t you come sober, Prime Minister?”(Reported exchange with Winston...

Fell in love with a beautiful blonde once. Drove me to drink. And I never had the decency to thank her.

The thing I like about Irish whiskey is that the more you drink the smoother it goes down. Of course that’s probably true of antifreeze as well, but illusion is nearly all we have.

Eh-hey!” the redhead suddenly snatches the tambourine and sweeps off, tapping wildly in a circle. Eyes closed: a white sleepless sun-a white night on the meadow-white columns of smoke swaying over fires…”Eh-ah!”-to whirl herself to...

(backpacker having conversation with Lizzie the Australian main character)Backpacker: ‘What’s the drinking age in Australia?”eighteen”is that enforced’Lizzie thought for a second before answering seriously, ‘yes, they make us drink

Sala called for more drink and Sweep brought four rums, saying they were on the house. We thanked him and sat for another half hour, saying nothing. Down on the waterfront I could hear the...

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.

They sell courage of a sort in the taverns. And another sort, though not for sale, a man can find in the confessional. Try the alehouses and the churches, Hugh. In either a man can...

Networking is more quality, and less quantity. It’s better to form a solid connection with one new person, than a liquid connection with ten. You don’t want people to think you drink too much.

Love is two spirits occupying one bottle of spirit. You’ve got to be 21 to drink of me.

I try to convince myself that it’s the alcohol talking. But alcohol can’t talk. It just sits there. It can’t even get itself out of the bottle.

And yes, the Hemingways, the Fitzgeralds, the Faulkners and the Capotes. Drank while writing. Drink next to the typewriter. But the longer I lived in Brooklyn, the more writers I met, and I guess I...

I always take Scotch whiskey at night as a preventive of toothache. I have never had the toothache; and what is more, I never intend to have it.

The writer walks out of his workroom in a daze. He wants a drink. He needs it. It happens to be a fact that nearly every writer of fiction in the world drinks more whisky...

Do you prefer fermented or distilled?This is a trick question. It doesn’t matter how much you like wine, because wine is social and writing is anti-social. This is a writer’s interview, writing is a lonely...