Beer bottles, whiskey bottles, brown glass, green. They fell to the lawn and I'd feel serene. Adam was king to my stilted queen.
Kate BernheimerTag: love drinking chess poems whiskey
A beverage of leisure is a serious business,” Shane Bowermaster was known to declare. “There can be no product of pleasure without the inverse on the end of the producer.
Jeff PhillipsTag: business creating whiskey production folktales bedtime-stories brewing distilling
Alan Campbell opened one eye.
From somewhere in remote distances, muffled beyond sight or sound, his soul crawled back painfully, through subterranean corridors, up into his body again. Toward the last it moved to a cacophony of hammers and lights.
Then he was awake.
The first eye was bad enough. But, when he opened his second eye, such as rush of anguish flowed through his brain that he hastily closed them again.
Tag: mystery scotland whiskey hangover scotch
Like most Michigan natives, Ferguson had a vague knowledge of a thing called barbecue, but had never actually eaten any. He was, however, intimately familiar with whiskey.
Doug WorgulThe cat arrived with a bottle of Scotch.
Christopher S. WrenTo her own heart, which was shaped exactly like a valentine, there came a winglike palpitation, a delicate exigency, and all the fragrance of all the flowery springtime love affairs that ever were seemed waiting for them in the whisky bottle. To mingle their pain their handshake had promised them, was to produce a separate entity, like a child that could shift for itself, and they scrambled hastily toward this profound and pastoral experience.
Jean StaffordIt was so quiet, a reservation kind of quiet, where you can hear somebody drinking whiskey on the rocks three miles away.
Sherman AlexieTag: fear solitude silence loneliness addiction drinking isolation depression whiskey deprivation
I've always felt that distant train whistles heard in the dead of night are the universe's way of letting us know the best days are neither ahead nor behind us...they're happening right now, cradled in the palms of our hands. But that doesn't change the fact that the whiskey, weed, and romance eventually runs out and the night will soon turn to day.
Dave MatthesTag: innocence love music history romance death moon night whiskey booze daydreaming trains weed whistles
The whiskey kicked like a mugger.
Ken BruenTag: drinking metaphor whiskey booze
Wszystko zgodnie z sugestiami mojej mamy. W następnym tygodniu zaczynam zapisywać rozmaite szczegóły. [...] Najlepsi ludzie piją whiskey, mówi.
Chuck PalahniukTag: alcohol whiskey palahniuk
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