Sara Gruen Quotes

Wine cheers God and man.

Salute even the customers in places where alcohol is served.

Give me a bowl of wine. I have not that alacrity of spirit Nor cheer of mind that I was wont to have.

It's the fine balance of caffeine and alcohol that bookends my days

War and drink are the two things man is never too poor to buy.

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

Trumpets are a bit more adventurous; they're drunk! Trumpeters are generally drunk. It wets their whistle.

The only reason people go to bars is to get drunk and have sex. To me, bars are what hell is like.

I like liquor - its taste and its effects - and that is just the reason why I never drink it.

Shamu and I have arrived safely in Costa Rica. He was stopped by airport security because he carries enough artillery in his pants pockets to construct a sawed-off shotgun. Evidently, he though we were headed to Iraq.

Olivia: What's a drunken man like, fool? Feste: Like a drowned man, a fool, and a madman: one draught above heat makes him a fool; the second mads him; and a third drowns him.

When people ask me why are you singing a drinking song if you don't drink anymore, because when I did drink I drank enough to sing drinking songs for the rest of my life!

But then the wine came, one glass and then a second glass. And somewhere during that second drink, the switch was flipped. The wine gave me a melting feeling, a warm light sensation in my head, and I felt like safety itself had arrived in that glass, poured out from the bottle and allowed to spill out between us.

Barmaid, bring a pitcher, another round of brew. Honey, why don't we get drunk and screw?

The first draught serveth for health, the second for pleasure, the third for shame, the fourth for madness.

Payday came and with it beer

I'm tied of hearing about temperance instead of abstinence, in order to please the cocktail crowd in church congregations.

Drink, sir, is a great provoker of three things . . . nose-painting, sleep, and urine. Lechery, sir, it provokes, and unprovokes; it provokes the desire, but it takes away the performance.

Sober or blotto, this is your motto: keep muddling through.

Acid, booze, and ass, needles, guns, and grass, lots of laughs.

I was drinking a lot of bourbon. I was miserable. I was starting to get work, but it wasn't remotely satisfying. It was garbage compared to the theater I was doing.

Getting drunk was good. I decided that I would always like getting drunk. It took away the obvious and maybe if you could get away from the obvious often enough, you wouldn't become so obvious yourself.

Look, this is an odd question, but you're kind of cute and you're pretty nice to me. Are you drunk? It's OK if you are.

Drunk all the time, feeling fine on elderberry wine.

I am against Prohibition because it has set the cause of temperence back twenty years; because it has substituted an ineffective campaign of force for an effective campaign of education; because it has replaced comparatively uninjurious light wines and beers with the worst kind of hard liquor and bad liquor; because it has increased drinking not only among men but has extended drinking to women and even children.