Home is where you hang your hangover.

Lady bartenders live a tougher life than anybody knows.

Consideration touches more deeply and longer than passion.

The only person more cynical than a drunk is a reformed drunk.

I try to stay two drinks ahead of reality and three behind a drunk

There's no accounting for laws. Or the changes wrought by men and time.

Youth endures all things, kings and poetry and love. Everything but time.

I had done either too much coke or too little, a constant problem in my life.

Maybe I will go to Paris. Who knows? But I’ll sure as hell never Go back to Texas again

...the sun rose each morning to stare into my face with the blank but touching gaze of a lovely retarded child.

I have learned some things. Modern life is warfare without end: take no prisoners, leave no wounded, eat the dead--that's environmentally sound.

When I finally caught up with Abraham Trahearne, he was drinking beer with an alcoholic bulldog named Fireball Roberts in a ramshackle joint just outside of Sonoma, California, drinking the heart right out of a fine spring afternoon.

I knew the men were probably terrible people who whistled at pretty girls, treated their wives like servants, and voted for Nixon every chance they got, but as far as I was concerned, they beat the hell out of a Volvo-load of liberals for hard work and good times.

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