George Peppard Quotes

I drink to forget I drink.

I know I'm drinking myself to a slow death, but then I'm in no hurry.

Drinking intensifies all your pressures and your needs.

I envy people who drink - at least they know what to blame everything on.

I didn't do drugs. It wasn't my thing. But the drink was terrible. Today when I look back, it's like I was another person. You could call it a coping mechanism, but that would be an excuse. I just drank too much.

It is not heroin or cocaine that makes one an addict. It is the need to escape from a harsh reality.

Drunkenness was extremely common… It seemed for many the only refuge from depression and misery. The effect of drunkenness upon the ordinary relationship of husband and wife, parents and children, was disastrous.

I think I was an alcoholic. There are all these grey areas about what makes you an alcoholic - you can't cope without it, you stop caring about jobs and relationships, or you just binge.

I didn't think I could go onstage and play unless I had a beer to loosen up. Well, if it was only one beer to loosen up, I'd probably still be drinking today.

Whiskey is all right in its place - but its place is hell.

I knew I couldn't solve it. Because I couldn't figure out what made her drink when things were going well.

First the man takes a drink, then the drink takes a drink, then the drink takes the man.

There was a tacit understanding between them that 'liquor helped'; growing more miserable with every glass one hoped for the moment of relief.

I know I can get to the stage where I'm drinking a lot. I tend to be rotten and groggy all day and hanging out for the next drink and five o'clock, ping! I have to just stop.

I've been drinking and using since I was 13.

Alcohol is the anesthesia by which we endure the operation of life.

I never had one beer. If I bought a six-pack of beer, I kept drinking till all six beers were gone. You have to have that kind of understanding about yourself. I haven't had a drink now in 12 years.

Why do alcoholics begin down the same hazardous road day after day? They are in search of that elusive window of well-being that opens when you drink your way out of a hangover and aren't yet drunk all over again. The alcoholic's day consists of trying to keep that window open.

Here's to alcohol: the cause of, and answer to, all of life's problems.

But when alcohol comes in, start running. Because there's a demon there, and it goes back to her childhood.

I think drugs were used by me as a way of suppressing my natural spirit.

I see that a man cannot give himself up to drinking without being miserable one half his days and mad the other.

I knew at quite a young age that I had an issue with drinking.

No addiction is good.

Beer. Now there's a temporary solution.