Kim Harrison Quotes

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

I'm the demon alcohol, demon alcohol, demon alcohol, demon alcohol. Let's party.

One that hath wine as a chain about his wits, such a one lives no life at all.

The drinking man is never less himself than during his sober intervals.

The sway of alcohol over mankind is unquestionably due to its power to stimulate the mystical faculties of human nature, usually crushed to earth by the cold facts and dry criticisms of the sober hour.

All men, even those we call savages, have been so tormented by the passion for strong drinks, that limited as their capacities were, they were yet able to manufacture them.

Alcohol is like love. The first kiss is magic, the second is intimate, the third is routine. After that you take the girl's clothes off.

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

He is a drunkard who takes more than three glasses though he be not drunk.

But who is it that has made my people drunk? Indians cannot make whiskey. Indians do not sell it. But white people make it and bring it among us. It is they that have brought the evil upon us and we cannot remove it. The white people can remove it and now we call upon them to do it. We ask them to take their whiskey and run away, and leave us sober as they found us.

The greatest pleasure of this people [Russians] is drunkenness.

A drunk man is capable of every evil and prone to every temptation… Drinking renders its adherent incapable of any task

Most of the males have a strong passion for strong drink, especially rum.

… there are two things that will be believed of any man whatsoever, and one of them is that he has taken to drink.

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. In fine, he that is drunk is not a man: because he is so long void of Reason, that distinguishes a Man from a Beast.

The English are very indulgent to episodes of alcoholic insanity.

The alcoholic trance is not just a haze, as though the eyes were also unshaven. It is not a mere buzzing in the ears, a dizzinessor disturbance of balance. One arrives in the garden again, at nursery time, when the gentle animals are fed and in all the world there are only toys.

The sluices of the grog-shop are fed from the wine-glasses in the parlor, and there is a lineal descent from the gentleman who hiccoughs at his elegant dinner-table to the sot who makes a bed of the gutter.

Of all vices take heed of drunkenness; other vices are but fruits of disordered affections--this disorders, nay, banishes reason; other vices but impair the soul--this demolishes her two chief faculties, the understanding and the will; other vices make their own way--this makes way for all vices; he that is a drunkard is qualified for all vice.

Drunkenness is the vice of a good constitution or of a bad memory of a constitution so treacherously good that it never bends till it breaks; or of a memory that recollects the pleasures of getting intoxicated, but forgets the pains of getting sober.

A man who's intoxicated all the time doesn't need sympathy.

Nor is drunkenness censured for anything so much as its intemperate and endless talk.

No animal ever invented anything as bad as drunkenness - or so good as drink.