Writing is solitary, so I love going out once in a while and meeting my readers. I'll often hang with them after a signing for some beers. They're invariably bright!
Here's to the drunken Marine With beer in his canteen! You've heard of the Unknown Soldier But, never an unknown Marine!
Blessings of your heart, you brew good ale.
No one has ever had an idea in a dress suit.
I'm on a whisky diet. I've lost 3 days already.
There are more old drunkards than old doctors.
A drink a day keeps the shrink away.
The Rat, meanwhile, was busy examining the label on one of the beer-bottles. "I perceive this to be Old Burton," he remarked approvingly. "Sensible Mole! The very thing! Now we shall be able to mull some ale. Get the things ready, Mole, while I draw the corks. "
Everybody thinks I drink beer but I actually like cider!
Boy, a drive-through liquor store. God bless America! A place where you can drive through and buy whiskey, beer. . . just the thing for that drunk driver who's constantly on the go. Cant stop now! I've got places to go, people to hit!
Pink champagne -- that's the kind of life we've both been used to. It might be a little difficult to -- do you like beer?
I will be here and be around, watching over you. You can bet on that. I'll find a way to get some peanuts and take some beer and tell some lies.
If you drink like a fish, don't drive: swim.
Of beer, an enthusiast has said that it could never be bad, but that some brands might be better than others.
I fear the man who drinks water and so remembers this morning what the rest of us said last night
But if at church they would give some ale. And a pleasant fire our souls to regale. We'd sing and we'd pray all the live long day, Nor ever once from the church to stray.
Deep-seated preferences cannot be argued about-you cannot argue a man into liking a glass of beer.
I would change policy, bring back natural grass and nickel beer. Baseball is the belly-button of our society. Straighten out baseball, and you straighten out the rest of the world.
Beer is a wholesome liquor. . . . . it abounds with nourishment
It is significant comment on the victory of science over magic that were someone to say ‘if I put this pill in your beer it will explode,’ we might believe them; but were they to cry ‘if I pronounce this spell over your beer it will go flat,’ we should remain incredulous and Paracelsus, the Alchemists, Aleister Crowley and all the Magi have lived in vain. Yet when I read science I turn magical; when I study magic, scientific.