When I was younger I made it a rule never to take a strong drink before lunch. Now it is my rule never to do so before breakfast.
Wine, to a gifted bard, is a Mount that merrily races; From watered wits, No good has ever grown.
I write to discover what I think. After all, the bars aren’t open that early.
When the cock is drunk, he forgets about the hawk.
The whole world is about three drinks behind.
The driver is safer when the roads are dry, and vice versa.
When you stop drinking, you have to deal with this marvelous personality that started you drinking in the first place.
The vine bears three kinds of grapes: the first of pleasure, the next of intoxication, and the third of disgust.
My misdeeds are accidental happenings and merely the result of having been in the wrong bar or bed at the wrong time, say most days between midday and midnight.
On hangovers: He resolved, having done it once, never to move his eyeballs again.
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