Best 1158 quotes in «alcohol quotes» category

If you are allergic to alcohol... can you take shots for that?

If you don't start drinking, I'm gonna leave.

If you drink enough beer, everything turns in to a bed.

If you take a scotch whiskey and distill out the alcohol, what is left has an amazing taste to it and can be used as a flavoring for a dessert.

If you've got bad news, you want to kick them blues, cocaine.

If you want to talk about distributing substances that are lethal, . . . let's be serious. Tobacco is far ahead of anything else. Alcohol is second.

I get high in the evening sniffing pots of glue.

I get no kick from champagne. Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all. So, tell me why should it be true, that I get a kick out of you?

I got a bad migraine that lasted 3 years, and the pills I took made by fingers disappear.

I got a generation brainwashed to pop pills and smoke pot til they brains rot.

I got thrown out of Alcoholics because when the other clients saw me they thought they were having the DT's

I go to parties sometimes until four, it's hard to leave when you can't find the door.

I have been brought up and trained to have the utmost contempt for people who get drunk.

I got up to all sorts of things when I was a kid, but I've managed to take the excessive alcohol and fast vehicle combination out of my life now.

I had a psychotic break that was brought on by alcohol and drug abuse.

I grew up in a pretty tough neighborhood. I grew up around drugs, alcohol, prostitution, I grew up around everything, and I think part of seeing that from really young has made me really steer very far away from it in all of its forms.

I hate the taste of alcohol. When I'm drinking, I'm drinking Red Bull.

I have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking: I could well wish courtesy would invent some other custom of entertainment.

I have fed purely upon ale; I have eat my ale, drank my ale, and I always sleep upon ale.

I have never even had a sip of alcohol, never have done drugs. The hardest thing I have ever done would be Pepsi.

I have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking.

I, however, cannot force myself to use "meat drugs" to cheat on my loneliness.

I know a lot more old drunks than old doctors.

I know he did horrible things in the jungle. Things no amount of alcohol or pills could erase. War stains soldiers, all the way through their psyches, into their souls. I understand that, and could almost forgive him for taking his own life, to quiet the ghosts. But I can never forgive him for taking my mother with him.

I know my grandfather drank occasionally socially, what we call "taking a sip." And my father never touched the bottle. He condemned my grandfather for doing that, and his punishment to his father was when my grandfather came to visit him from Georgia, he would not allow my grandfather to preach in his church.Even though my classmates very often drank alcohol in my presence and they would try and get me to join in, I felt, no, I didn't need that.

I like liquor - its taste and its effects - and that is just the reason why I never drink it.

I know something about dread myself, and appreciate the elaborate systems with which some people fill the void, appreciate all the opiates of the people, whether they are as accessible as alcohol and heroin and promiscuity or as hard to come by as faith in God or History.

I like big drinks that aren't afraid of the alcohol in them. Not big in size, but in flavor, and the way I can allow myself to enjoy them is by making them in very small quantities. I make tiny glasses of very big drinks.

I like to have a martini/Two at the very most.

I like to quote Homer Simpson: 'I'm like a chocoholic except for alcohol.' I come from a long line of alcoholics. It's funny because when I first started making records, I was at the tail end of a period of sobriety, so I somehow got this reputation as Captain Sober.

I lived on rum, I tell you. It's been meat and drink, and man and wife, to me.

I'm a big fan of the effects of alcohol.

I'll be a good boy, please make me well. I promise you anything, get me out of this hell. Cold turkey has got me on the run.

I'll bring the red wine, you bring the ludes.

I love coffee in a cup, little fuzzy pups, bourbon in a glass, and grass.

I love fighting. One thing that is the key to that is I always love training. I love to. And I never drink before, no alcohol in my life, no smoke, nothing. I love training.

I made the greater progress, from that clearness of head and quicker apprehension which generally attend temperance in eating and drinking.

I'm a great self-doubter. I constantly need to prove myself to myself. I've never run to heroin or alcohol to hide that. I always have to deal with it. Stage fright is always going to be there. I have nightmares about bad gigs.

I'm a dumb-ass, and I poisoned myself for years. Now I understand things better.

I'm drowning in whiskey river.

I'm a living, breathing example of someone who does the same exact thing, but drugs and alcohol just aren't a part of who I am.

I'm Catholic and I can't commit suicide, but I plan to drink myself to death.

I'm a juvenile product of the working class, who's best friend floats in the bottom of a glass.

I'm losing touch with reality and I'm almost out of blow. It's such a fine line, I hate to see it go. Cocaine, runnin' all 'round my brain.

I'm glad I've given up drugs and alcohol. It would be awful to be like Keith Richards. He's pathetic. It's like a monkey with arthritis, trying to go onstage and look young.

I'm not a big drinking person and hardly ever have alcohol. Perhaps it's not sweet enough for my sweet tooth.

I'm not a guy who did drugs or drank alcohol. I had a good work ethic and gave back to the community.

I'm not the type to turn to drugs and alcohol, but I do have a profound devotion to art and music - and children.

I'm not guilty. You're the one that's guilty. The lawmakers, the politicians, the Colombian drug lords, all you who lobby against making drugs legal. Just like you did with alcohol during Prohibition. You're the one who's guilty. I mean, c'mon, let's kick the ballistics here: ain't no Uzi's made in Harlem. Not one of us in here owns a poppy field. This thing is bigger than Nino Brown. This is big business. This is the American way.

I'm not quite Honoré de Balzac, but I can't start without a strong espresso. After an hour and a half or so, I need another. Nothing else, mind, and certainly not alcohol. Can't imagine anything more ridiculous than drink-writing.