Intelligent Quotes

“He that drinks fast, pays slow.”

“In Europe then we thought of wine as something as healthy and normal as food and also as a great giver of happiness and well being and delight. Drinking wine was not a snobbism nor a sign of sophistication nor a cult; it was as natural as eating and to me as necessary.”

“Drink water; put the money in your pocket, and leave the dry-bellyache in the punch-bowl.”

“This is a good place,” he said.
“There’s a lot of liquor,” I agreed.

“It’s just that I’d rather die of drink than of thirst.”

“A dry martini,” he said. “One. In a deep champagne goblet.”
“Oui, monsieur.”
“Just a moment. Three measures of Gordons, one of vodka, half a measure of Kina Lillet. Shake it very well until it’s ice-cold, then add a large thin slice of lemonpeel. Got it?”
“Certainly, monsieur.” The barman seemed pleased with the idea.

“It was a very Corsican wine and you could dilute it by half with water and still receive its message.”

“I am drunk, seest thou? When I am not drunk I do not talk. You have never heard me talk much. But an intelligent man is sometimes forced to be drunk to spend his time with fools.”

“This is a hell of a dull talk,” Brett said. “How about some of that champagne?”

“Take counsel in wine, but resolve afterwards in water.”

“There was much wine, an ignored tension, and a feeling of things coming that you could not prevent happening.”

“I never have more than one drink before dinner. But I do like that one to be large and very strong and very cold and very well-made. I hate small portions of anything, particularly when they taste bad.”

“Drunkenness, that worst of evils, makes some men fools, some beasts, some devils.”

“When the wine enters, out goes the truth.”

“Wine is a grand thing,” I said. “It makes you forget all the bad.”

“You’re an expatriate. You’ve lost touch with the soil. You get precious. Fake European standards have ruined you. You drink yourself to death. You become obsessed by sex. You spend all your time talking, not working. You are an expatriate, see? You hang around cafés”

“A number of social problems arose. I had been told that neither smoking nor alcoholic beverages were allowed in the Royal Presence. As I was the host at luncheon I raised the matter at once, and said to the interpreter that if it was the religion of His Majesty to deprive himself of smoking and alcohol I must point out that my rule of life prescribed as an absolutely sacred rite smoking cigars and also the drinking of alcohol before, after, and if need be during all meals and in the ntervals between them. The King graciously accepted the position.”