the psyche has been burned and left us senseless, the world has been darker than lights-out in a closet full of hungry bats, and the whiskey and wine entered our veins when blood was too weak to carry on
When it comes to flying, I am a nervous passenger but a confident drinker and Valium-swallower.
I'm still terrified of flying. I really have to get drunk to fly. I've found that I've developed fears I never had before... fears of heights, claustrophobia... only in cities, though, never in the country.
If you're sad and you like beer, I'm your lady, ... The Saddest Music in the World.
Laugh whenever you can. Keeps you from killing yourself when things are bad. That and vodka.
Modern life ... is often a mechanical oppression and liquor is the only mechanical relief.
I don't know what I expected from my first meeting with Peeta after the announcement. A few hugs and kisses. A little comfort maybe. Not this. I turn to Haymitch. "Don't worry, I'll get you more liquor.
the only way to tolerate the thought of her mother sleeping with that man was to get drunk-very drunk.
So long as the presence of death lurks with anyone who goes through the simple act of swallowing, I will make mine whiskey.
