That's always the way with fanatics; they cross themselves at the tavern and throw stones at the temple.
Several country towns, within my observation, have at least a dozen taverns. Here the time, the money, the health and the modesty, of most that are young and of many old, are wasted. Here diseases, vicious habits, bastards and legislators are frequently spawned.
In a tavern everybody puts on airs except the landlord.
The tavern will compare favorably with the church.
Ay, rail at gaming - 'tis a rich topic, and affords noble declamation. Go, preach against it in the city - you'll find a congregation in every tavern.
This is April," he said, holding up the chicken. "She's the only friend I have left. I saved her from an evil chef at Tavern on the Green, and we've pledged eternal friendship.
I have not wasted my life trifling with literary fools in taverns, as Johnson did, when he should have been shaking England with the thunder of his spirit
A tavern is a place where madness is sold by the bottle.
I was always frightened by taverns. They just seemed like very unpleasant places to go.
I’d heard he had started a fistfight in one of the seedier local taverns because someone had insisted on saying the word “utilize” instead of “use.
When the hour is nigh me, Let me in a tavern die, With a tankard by me.
With "poets dead and gone" as Keats says in "Mermaid Tavern" they are alive and talking to us and us to them.
In the taverns all was amiable and easy, but the coffeehouses were cauldrons of edgy malcontents.
'Tis a good rule in every journey to provide some piece of liberal study to rescue the hours which bad weather, bad company, and taverns steal from the best economist.
But after all, what have we to do with taverns? Real menace belongs to the drawing-room.
We live in a decaying age. Young people no longer respect their parents. They are rude and impatient. They frequently inhabit taverns and have no self control.
Information and images bump against each other every day in massive quantities, and the resonance of this interfacing is like the babble of a village or tavern gossip session.
When I speak to students, I tell them why we have a First Amendment. I tell them about the Committees of Correspondence. I tell them how in a secret meeting of the Raleigh Tavern in Virginia, Thomas Jefferson and Patrick Henry, who did not agree with each other, started a Committee of Correspondence.
A dimly lit tavern, a willing young woman, are some of the reasons I cheat.
And may we find when ended is the page, Death but a tavern on our pilgrimage.