#drinking

I made a commitment to completely cut out drinking and anything that might hamper me from getting my mind and body together. And the floodgates of goodness have opened upon me - spiritually and financially. ↗

— Denzel Washington

#anything #body #commitment #completely #cut

Mom was the greatest influence of my childhood. She wanted to save me from the vice, lust, and drinking that was all about me. ↗

— Ethel Waters

#childhood #drinking #greatest #influence #lust

Work is the curse of the drinking classes. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#classes #curse #drinking

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. ↗

— David Sedaris

#alcohol #drinking #emotion #humor #humor

Could I have a Sloe Gin Fizz, without the gin?" "What's the point of that, Miss?" the waiter said. "Tomorrow morning," Mabel said. ↗

— Libba Bray

#humor #humor

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

— Kenny D. Eichenberg

#drinking #friendship #life #partying #paty

There comes a time in every woman's life when the only thing that helps is a glass of champagne. ↗

— Bette Davis

#drinking #life

Its funny whenever people who have'nt seen me in years meet up with me again and they are surprised that I'm not as shy and quiet as I was in the past, I credit that to my years of drinking at bars and partys and conversing with people I would never useally talk to, it was then I relized that even without drinking I could still talk to people just as easy. But It is still a little funner with a few beers in me. ↗

— Kenny D. Eichenberg

#drinking #funny

Frankly, I was horrified by life, at what a man had to do simply in order to eat, sleep, and keep himself clothed. So I stayed in bed and drank. When you drank the world was still out there, but for the moment it didn't have you by the throat. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#life

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 all down one of the muslin curtains and completely ruined it. At least the men did go into the street to do it; Lorilleux and Poisson, when they felt queer, managed to dash as far as the pork-butcher's shop. Breeding always tells. ↗

— Émile Zola

#french-people #l-assommoir #puking #vomiting #men