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I'd like to have a beer-holder on my guitar like they have on boats.

After all, all he did was string together a lot of old, well-known quotations.

Smoking cures weight problems, eventually.

I look like the kind of guy who has a bottle of beer in my hand.

Thirstily he set it to his lips, and as its cool refreshment began to soothe his throat, he thanked Heaven that in a world of much evil there was still so good a thing as ale.

Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach him how to fish, and he will sit in a boat and drink beer all day.

Whenever the devil harasses you, seek the company of men or drink more, or joke and talk nonsense, or do some other merry thing. Sometimes we must drink more, sport, recreate ourselves, and even sin a little to spite the devil, so that we leave him no place for troubling our consciences with trifles. We are conquered if we try too conscientiously not to sin at all. So when the devil says to you: do not drink, answer him: I will drink, and right freely, just because you tell me not to.

We'd just shared the last beer and slung the empty can out the window at a stop sign and were just waiting back to get the feel of the day, swimming in that kind of tasty drowsiness that comes over you after a day of going hard at something you enjoy doing -- half sunburned and half drunk and keeping awake only because you wanted to savor the taste as long as you could.

A bee rose up from a sun-filled paper cup, off to make slum honey from some diet root beer it had found inside.

My own business always bores me to death; I prefer other people's.

Beer is made by men, wine by God.

Hana: What on Earth is a 'barbeque'? Hel: A primitive tribal ritual featuring paper plates, elbows, flying insects, encrusted meat, hush puppies, and beer. Hana: I daren't ask what a 'hush puppy' is. Hel: Don't.

Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me From mine own library with volumes that I prize above my dukedom.

If an idea's worth having once, it's worth having twice.

He can compress the most words into the smallest ideas of any man I ever met.

Ladies. Large masses of girls are often prone to this salutation. I hate being mollified with this unsolicited "ladies" business. I know we're all women. I am conscious of my breasts. Do I have to be conscious of yours as well? Do men do this? Do they go, "Men: Meet for ribs in the shed after the game. Keg beer, raw eggs, and death metal only." I would imagine not.

There was a beauty in the trash of the alleys which I had never noticed before; my vision seemed sharpened, rather than impaired. As I walked along it seemed to me that the flattened beer cans and papers and weeds and junk mail had been arranged by the wind into patterns; these patterns, when I scrutinized them, lay distributed so as to comprise a visual language.

Garp drank the beer and wondered if everything was an anticlimax.

I was thrown out of college for cheating on the metaphysics exam; I looked into the soul of the boy sitting next to me.

Beauty is in the eye of the beer holder.

If you resolve to give up smoking, drinking and loving, you don't actually live longer; it just seems longer.