George Ade Quotes

If you're going to do something tonight that you'll be sorry for tomorrow morning, sleep late.

How like herrings and onions our vices are in the morning after we have committed them.

No doing without some ruing.

They say night's beauties fade at dawn, and the children of wine are oft disowned in the morning light.

The Morning after Woe- Tis frequently the Way- Surpasses all that rose before- For utter Jubilee-.

I haven't had a very good day. I think I might still be hung over and everyone's dead and my root beer's gone.

Guilt is perhaps the most painful companion of death.

When my young men began the killing, my heart was hurt.

When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.

I hated to lose.

Nobody feels any worse than I do about losing.

I think whenever you lose somebody close to you, there's always a part of you that wishes you could have done something differently.

Nothing is more sad than the death of an illusion.

Losing hurts me.

Sorrow is held the eldest child of sin.

All I have I would have given gladly not to be standing here today.

When something you love gets taken away, it hurts you.

A loss feels like a loss.

I know so many people who have tremendous regret in their life.

A loss is always a loss.

You don't get dead and there not be consequences.

Sometimes the hangover provides inspiration.

You'll be scandalized in the morning when you can think again.

I kept this to remind me of you trying to brush away the Villa Rossa from your teeth in the morning, swearing and eating aspirin and cursing harlots. Every time I see that glass I think of you trying to clean your conscience with a toothbrush.

Everyday he got up. Before sleep wore off, he was who he used to be. Then, as his consciousness woke, it was as if poison seeped in. At first he couldn't even get up. He lay there under a heavy weight. But then only movment could save him, and he moved and he moved and he moved, no movement being enough to make up for it. The guilt on him, the hand of God pressing down on him, saying, You were not there when your daughter needed you.