#drink

They never taste who always drink: They always talk, who never think. ↗

— Matthew Prior

#drink #never #talk #taste #think

All men, even those we call savages, have been so tormented by the passion for strong drinks, that limited as their capacities were, they were yet able to manufacture them. ↗

— Jean Anthelme Brillat-Savarin

#been #call #capacities #drinks #even

In an underdeveloped country don't drink the water. In a developed country don't breathe the air. ↗

— Jonathan Raban

#breathe #country #developed #developed country #drink

God, he thought, her eyes are so bright, flashing, deep, full of promise, all those things eyes are in books but never are in life, and she was his. ↗

— John Crowley

#books #eyes #love #sylvie #life

As a guest who doesn't eat, drink or smoke, you leave much to be desired, but as a writer, you're my girl. ↗

— Thelma Ritter

#drink #eat #girl #guest #leave

The results of this survey are shocking and should be a wake-up call to men and women that drinking and smoking too much not only gives you a bad headache in the morning but can affect your ability to start a family. ↗

— Ann Robinson

#affect #bad #call #drinking #family

I have seen great jazz musicians die obscure and drinking themselves to death and not really being able to get any work and working in small, funky jazz clubs. ↗

— Sonny Rollins

#any #being #clubs #death #die

I realised I'd been spoiled at Liverpool. We were used to winning. In Italy I grew up as a person. I didn't enjoy the football, mind. It was very defensive, but I became a better player because of the work I had to do around the box. Off the pitch, I learned about what to eat and what to drink to be successful, and I learned about life. ↗

— Ian Rush

#around #became #because #been #better

How do I stay so healthy and boyishly handsome? It's simple. I drink the blood of young runaways. ↗

— William Shatner

#blood #drink #handsome #healthy #how

I peer through the spectral, polluted, nicotine-sodden windows of my sock at these old lollopers in their kiddie gear. Go home, I say. Go home, lie down, and eat lots of potatoes. I had three handjobs yesterday. None was easy. Sometimes you really have to buckle down to it, as you do with all forms of exercise. It's simply a question of willpower. Anyone who's got the balls to stand there and tell me that a handjob isn't exercise just doesn't know what he's talking about. I almost had a heart-attack during number three. I take all kinds of other exercise too. I walk up and down the stairs. I climb into cabs and restaurant booths. I hike to the Butcher's Arms and the London Apprentice. I cough a lot. I throw up pretty frequently, which really takes it out of you. I sneeze, and hit the tub and the can. I get in and out of bed, often several times a day. ↗

— Martin Amis

#exercise #masturbation #home