Gin a body meet a body Coming thro' the rye, Gin a body kiss a body— Need a body cry?
Things, since you left, have not gone well with me: they have taken me from a place where there was gin to a place where there is no gin[.]
Could I have a Sloe Gin Fizz, without the gin?" "What's the point of that, Miss?" the waiter said. "Tomorrow morning," Mabel said.
I loved the full heat of being drunk, like I was made of melting chocolate and spreading in all directions.
Parnell Emmett McCarthy: Gin!... I knew there was something wrong with that guy. I never met a gin drinker yet that you could trust
It was a look that suggested emotions happening just past your line of sight: a grief so deep you'd never be able to see it, a love so fierce it could swallow itself completely.
I would be bored to death if I didn't control a country--Gin
In dreams be-gin the responsabilities.
Taking advantage of me in my sleep, archangel?” --Gin
Beloved, we join hands here to pray for gin. An aridity defiles us. Our innards thirst for the juice of juniper. Something must be done. The drought threatens to destroy us. Surely, God who let manna fall from the heavens so that the holy children of...
The most dangerous drink is gin. You have to be really, really careful with that. And you also have to be 45, female and sitting on the stairs. Because gin isn't really a drink, it's more a mascara thinner. "Nobody likes my shoes!" "I made... I made ...
The mob taught me how to play gin rummy.
I’m a maker of ballads right pretty I write them right here in the street You can buy them all over the city yours for a penny a sheet I’m a word pecker out of the printers out of the dens of Gin Lane I’ll write up a scene on a counter - confes...
Mike Shiner: Is this water? Did you replace my gin with water, man? Riggan: Mike. Come on. Mike Shiner: No. Come on, what? Riggan: Come on, you're drunk. Mike Shiner: I'm drunk? Yes, I'm drunk! I'm supposed to be drunk! Why aren't you drunk? This is ...
I feel wonderful and sad. It's the gin.
You don't see a lot of difference between the Gin Blossoms and the Byrds.
The only time I ever enjoyed ironing was the day I accidentally got gin in the steam iron.
Z is for Zillah who drank too much gin.
The proper union of gin and vermouth is a great and sudden glory; it is one of the happiest marriages on earth, and one of the shortest lived.
She is the gin. Cold, intoxicating. Gives you a rush, makes you warm inside, makes you lose your head. Take too much, it makes you sick and shuts you down. He is the coffee, hot, steaming, filtered. You have to add stuff to it to make it taste good. ...
A good heavy book holds you down. It's an anchor that keeps you from getting up and having another gin and tonic.
