#whiskey

Americans are big boys. You can talk them into almost anything. Just sit with them for half an hour over a bottle of whiskey and be a nice guy. ↗

— Nguyen Cao Ky

#anything #big #bottle #guy #half

I learned early to drink beer, wine and whiskey. And I think I was about 5 when I first chewed tobacco. ↗

— Babe Ruth

#beer #chewed #drink #early #first

You pretty much can't get away from bacon or whiskey in the South. Put a doughnut in it and you'd be good to go. ↗

— Hillary Scott

#bacon #doughnut #get #go #good

Whiskey is all right in its place - but its place is hell. ↗

— Billy Sunday

#place #right #whiskey

Every article I see is dope this, junkie that, whiskey this - that ain't my title. ↗

— Layne Staley

#dope #every #i #i see #junkie

They say some of my stars drink whiskey, but I have found that ones who drink milkshakes don't win many ball games. ↗

— Casey Stengel

#ball games #drink #found #games #i

To her own heart, which was shaped exactly like a valentine, there came a winglike palpitation, a delicate exigency, and all the fragrance of all the flowery springtime love affairs that ever were seemed waiting for them in the whisky bottle. To mingle their pain their handshake had promised them, was to produce a separate entity, like a child that could shift for itself, and they scrambled hastily toward this profound and pastoral experience. ↗

— Jean Stafford

#lovers #whiskey #experience

The cat arrived with a bottle of Scotch. ↗

— Christopher S. Wren

#humor #whiskey #humor

to ask them to legalize pot is something like asking them to put butter on the handcuffs before they place them on you, something else is hurting you - that's why you need pot or whiskey, or whips and rubber suits, or screaming music turned so fucking loud you can't think, or madhouses or mechanical cunts or 162 baseball games in a season. or vietnam or israel or the fear of spiders. your love washing her yellow false teeth in the sink before you screw. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#dirty-realism #drugs #legalization #legalize #pot

His eyes betrayed a terrible truth about him, that his heart lay still in his chest, dead to the world from a tortuous 'goodbye' that he could never permanently forget. Though there did not exist a drink strong enough to repair such wounds, one did allow him to forget; if only for a night.. And so he drank whiskey. ↗

— Brian Patrick Gleason

#eyes #forgetting #love #lovers #sadness