John Milton Quotes

No nation was ever drunk when wine was cheap.

With wine, poetry, or virtue as you choose. But get drunk.

Let us have wine and woman, mirth and laughter, Sermons and soda water the day after. Man, being reasonable, must get drunk; The best of life is but intoxication: Glory, the grape, love, gold, in these are sunk The hopes of all men, and of every nation; Without their sap, how branchless were the trunk Of life's strange tree, so fruitful on occasion: But to return--Get very drunk; and when You wake with head-ache, you shall see what then.

Wine is connected to abundance.

Bacchus, n.: A convenient deity invented by the ancients as an excuse for getting drunk.

It is time to get drunk! So as not to be the martyred slaves of Time, get drunk; get drunk without stopping! On wine, on poetry, or on virtue, as you wish.

Man, being reasonable, must get drunk; the best of life is but intoxication.

I like my wine like my women - ready to pass out.

Come, for my part I will have only those glorious, manly pleasures of being very drunk, and very slovenly.

Do not drink wine, for it is the root of all evil.

Take heed to your selves, lest at any time your hearts be overcharged with surfeiting and drunkenness.

The American who drinks wine is in danger of becoming the victim of drunkenness, licentiousness, and gambling.

The drinker is a Dionysiac, a dancer who sits still, a mocker. He doesn't need your seriousness or your regard. He just needs a little quiet music and a gentle freedom from priests.

Day and night my thoughts incline To the blandishments of wine, Jars were made to drain, I think; Wine, I know, was made to drink.

If drunk were cookies, I'd be Famous Amos

He who is intoxicated with wine will be sober again in the course of the night, but he who is intoxicated by the cupbearer will not recover his senses until the day of judgement.

One should always be drunk. That's all that matters...But with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you chose. But get drunk.

...lust is only a sweet poison for the weakling, but for those who will with a lion's heart it is the reverently reserved wine of wines.

In the order named, these are the hardest to control - wine, women and song.

I want to hear raucous music, to see faces, to brush against bodies, to drink fiery Benedictine. Beautiful women and handsome men arouse fierce desires in me. I want to dance. I want drugs. I want to know perverse people, to be intimate with them. I never look at naive faces. I want to bite into life, and to be torn by it.

Whither, O god of wine, art thou hurrying me, whilst under thy all-powerful influence?

A man will part with anything so long as he's drunk, and you're drunk with him.

Take heede of the viniger of sweet wine.

Drunken with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you will. But be drunken.