Wyndham Lewis Quotes

You don't quite know how drunk you are until all of a sudden you're on the floor.

You're not drunk if you can lie on the floor without holding on.

A man is never drunk if he can lay on the floor without holding on.

I may be drunk, Miss, but in the morning I will be sober and you will still be ugly.

I simply don't know how to act as if I am drunk.

I wanna get drunk 'til I'm off my mind. One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer.

It's always difficult to make conversation with a drunk, and there's no denying it, the sober are at a disadvantage with him.

If drunk were cookies, I'd be Famous Amos

It would be pleasant to be drunk.

Promise me one thing: don't take me home until I'm drunk - very drunk indeed.

Not only is the old man twice a child, but also the man who is drunk.

"What's so unpleasant about being drunk?" "Ask a glass of water."

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.

I was so drunk the whole time that I took bottles for girls and girls for bottles.

I clearly had one drink too many and I am deeply embarrassed about the things I said.

All excess is ill; but drunkenness is of the worst sort. It spoils health, dismounts the mind, and unmans men. It reveals secrets, is quarrelsome, lascivious, impudent, dangerous, and mad.

I was somewhat drunk with what I had done. And I am always one to prefer being sober.

Alcohol make you drunk, man. It don't make you meditate, it just make you drunk. Herb is more a consciousness.

The important thing is to be drunk.

Sometimes when you get hammered till the small hours you feel pretty good in the morning, but really it's just because you're still a bit drunk. That old hangover is just toying with you, working out when to bite.

I'm pretty drunk and bored with yelling at the stone walls that are your minds.

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

I thought, When a man is properly drunk it is as though he is an a room by himself--there is a physical, impenetrable separation between him and his fellows.

No, Lord Maccon was riproaring, tumble down, without a doubt, pickled beyond the gherkin.