The tragedy of Dionysus: Wear a black robe at night, and white you’ll wear by morning; but wear a purple robe to the midnight feast, and when you wake you’ll dress in black to mourn...

I’ve never understood people who just go out for one drink. Once I have one drink, I want all the drinks.

Is that what those were?” Gerry blithely replied.

Piano Man put up a fight but his resistance was futile. Hell hath no fury like a drunken girl at her bachelorette party in the mood to sing.

Thank god for Vegas. Seriously.A lobotomy wasn’t as effective as a weekend three hours of Red Bull away (from LA, not Pismo) where I wore the thinnest pinned stilettos, gambled like a sweaty degenerate mobster...

Who’s to say what a ‘literary life’ is? As long as you are writing often, and writing well, you don’t need to be hanging-out in libraries all the time. Nightclubs are great literary research centers....

Telling an introvert to go to a party is like telling a saint to go to Hell.

There was a kindliness about intoxication – there was that indescribable gloss and glamour it gave, like the memories of ephemeral and faded evenings.

Networking isn’t synonymous with partying. If you’re doing it right, partying seems libraryesque in comparison.

Friendship isn’t partying with a group of people to get drunk or chatting with him/her once a week, it’s exactly the opposite. Friends make sure you get home safely and they help you when you...

The entire partying lifestyle was superficial in my experience, and most of my friendships were as deep as a shot glass and as short-lived as a pack of cigarettes.

Sex parties, alcohol and drugs lost their appeal to Sven after a while. Music never did, in his continual search for that sober connection–intimacy with one person over a long period of time, as opposed...

If I show up on your doorstep don’t worry I’m just there to party.

My advice for life: dance and sing your song while the party is still on.