#drunk

Statistics are used much like a drunk uses a lamppost: for support, not illumination. ↗

— Vin Scully

#illumination #like #much #statistics #support

The sky was falling down on me and I spent most of the time drunk. It was the only way I could handle it. ↗

— David Millar

#down #drunk #falling #handle #i

I'm involved with Recording Artists and Actors Against Drunk Driving. I'm also involved with most children's causes, because children can't help the environment they're in. ↗

— Judd Nelson

#also #artists #because #causes #children

Not drunk is he who from the floor - Can rise alone and still drink more; But drunk is They, who prostrate lies, Without the power to drink or rise. ↗

— Thomas Love Peacock

#drink #drunk #floor #lies #more

I think getting drunk is the key to flying comfortably. A couple of bloody marys or several glasses of champagne, and suddenly it's like you're on a roller coaster. ↗

— Amanda Peet

#champagne #coaster #comfortably #couple #drunk

The strategic marketing paradigm of Open Source is a massively-parallel drunkard's walk filtered by a Darwinistic process. ↗

— Bruce Perens

#filtered #marketing #open #open source #paradigm

Things got so bad that when I went shopping for a house, some people would refuse to open the door if they saw it was me standing there. And drunks would always want to challenge me. ↗

— Edward G. Robinson

#bad #challenge #door #drunks #got

Only weeks after Oslo began, when nearly all the world and most of Israel was drunk with the idea of peace, I argued that a Palestinian society not constrained by democratic norms would be a fear society that would pose a grave threat to Israel. ↗

— Natan Sharansky

#argued #began #constrained #democratic #drunk

My dad was the town drunk. Most of the time that's not so bad; but New York City? ↗

— Henny Youngman

#city #dad #drunk #most #new

You're walking down Fool's Street, Laura used to say when he was drinking, and she had been right. He had known even then that she was right, but knowing had made no difference; he had simply laughed at her fears and gone on walking down it, till finally he had stumbled and fell. Then, for a long time, he stayed away, and if he had stayed away long enough he would have been all right; but one night he began walking down it again - and met the girl. It was inevitable that on Fool's Street there should be women as well as wine. He had walked down it many times in many different towns, and now he was walking down it once again in yet another town. Fool's Street never changed, no matter where you went, and this one was no different from the others. The same skeletonic signs bled beer names in vacant windows; the same winos sat in doorways nursing muscatel; the same drunk tank awaited you when at last your reeling footsteps failed. And if the sky was darker than usual, it was only because of the rain which had begun falling early that morning and been falling steadily ever since. ↗

— Robert F. Young

#alcoholism #drunk #change