Eat, Drink, and Be Merry Quotes and Quotations
I envy people who drink - at least they know what to blame everything on.
I knew I was drunk. I felt sophisticated and couldn't pronounce it.
They say hot dogs can kill you. How do you know it's not the bun?
Enjoy life. Think of all the women who passed up dessert on the Titanic.
According to my doctor it's okay to drink like a fish - as long as I drink what the fish drinks.
I find the more I drink the more interesting others become.
I'd hate to be a teetotaler. Imagine getting up in the morning and knowing that's as good as you're going to feel all day.
I always keep a supply of stimulant handy in case I see a snake - which I also keep handy.
Everybody should believe in something; I believe I'll have another drink.
Let's get out of these wet clothes and into a dry martini.
I know lots more old drunks than old doctors.
An alcoholic has been lightly defined as a man who drinks more than his own doctor.
You're not drunk if you can lie on the floor without holding on.
Some people make spectacles of themselves with a couple of glasses.
Most people hate the taste of beer to begin with. It is, however, a prejudice that many people have been able to overcome.
Let us eat and drink: for tomorrow we diet.
He who laughs, lasts.
I exercise self-control and never touch any beverage stronger than gin before breakfast.
For him, any wine dated before four o'clock in the afternoon is vintage.
I'm not much of a drinker. It only takes me one drink to get drunk . . . my fourth.
It was a woman who drove me to drink - and you know, I never even thanked her.
Once during Prohibition, I was forced to live for days on nothing but food and water.
There is nothing wrong with sobriety in moderation.
I started smoking to lose weight. After I dropped that lung I felt pretty good.
You can tell German wine from vinegar ... by the label.
Let's toast a real wine expert - someone who knows a good rose goes best with bologna sandwiches.
I have made it a rule never to smoke more than one cigar at a time.
I've noticed the customers in health food stores. They are pale, skinny people who usually look half dead. In a steak house, you see robust, ruddy people. They're dying, of course, but they look terrific.
I'm a one-drink woman, two at the most, three I'm under the table, four I'm under the host.
Is life worth living? That depends on the liver.
I've never been drunk, but often I've been overserved.