And in my mind, this settles the issue. I would never drink cologne, and am therefore not an alcoholic.
Augusten BurroughsMots clés humor drinking alcoholism
Taking a couple short backup swigs, Flint’s crippling headache started to release its grip, sort of the way he imagined an octopus would release an inedible bowling ball.
Cole AlpaughMots clés drinking circus headache bear bowling
If you ever know a man who tries to drown his sorrows, kindly inform him his sorrows know how to swim.
Pittacus LoreMots clés drinking hector-ricardo pittacus-lore the-power-of-six
Jem grinned. “Where have you been? The Blue Dragon? The Mermaid?”
“The Devil Tavern if you must know.” Will sighed and leaned against one of the posts of the bed. “I had such plans for the evening. The pursuit of blind drunkenness and wayward women was my goal. But alas, it was not to be. No sooner had I consumed my third drink in the Devil than I was accosted by a delightful small flower-selling child who asked me for two-pence for a daisy. The price seemed steep, so I refused. When I told the girl as much, she proceeded to rob me.”
“A little girl robbed you?” Tessa said.
“Actually, she wasn’t a little girl at all, as it turns out, but a midget in a dress who goes by the name of Six-Fingered Nigel.”
“Easy mistake to make,” Jem said.
Mots clés drinking robbery will-herondale jem-carstairs midgets
I mulled over what he had told me as I savored the Scotch. Not bad, really — like a beer that’s been in a brawl.
David JusticeMots clés drinking beer alcohol brawl scotch
Ive created a new drink! I'm calling it the Piñata Colada! Its sweet and tasty, but when you wake up the next morning your head feels like its been hitten with a stick.
José N. HarrisMots clés drinking alcohol drink
Passivity is corrosive to the soul; it feeds on feelings of integrity and pride, and it can be as tempting as a drug.
Caroline KnappMots clés drinking
When you quit drinking you stop waiting.
Caroline KnappMots clés drinking sobriety alcoholism
Oh God how subtle he would have to be, how cunning... No paragraph, no phrase even of the thousands the book must contain could strike a discordant note, be less than fully imagined, an entire novel's worth of thought would have to be expended on each one. His attention had only to lapse for a moment, between preposition and object, colophon and chapter heading, for dead spots to appear like gangrene that would rot the whole. Silkworms didn't work as finely or as patiently as he must, and yet boldness was all, the large stroke, the end contained in and prophesied by the beginning, the stains of his clouds infinitely various but all signifying sunrise. Unity in diversity, all that guff. An enormous weariness flew over him. The trouble with drink, he had long known, wasn't that it started up these large things but that it belittled the awful difficulties of their execution. ("Novelty")
John CrowleyMots clés writing writers creativity drinking alcohol
You don’t need to drink to get over your feelings. Deal with your feelings that’s how you get over them,
Holly HoodMots clés inspirational love drinking
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