Old Beer Quotes

#1. That's why Twinkle likes the place so much, Scott thought, looking around at the faded wood veneer tables, and the faded souls drinking at them. Misery was soaked through the place like the old beer soaked through its carpets.

R.D. Ronald

#2. I quit smoking. I feel better. I smell better. And it's safer to drink out of old beer cans laying around the house.

Roseanne Barr

#3. Drinking beer in a children's playground is an old Soviet tradition.

Sergei Lukyanenko

#4. There are more old drunks than there are old doctors.

Willie Nelson

#5. ... I've a thirst on me I wouldn't sell for half a crown.
- Give it a name, citizen, says Joe.
- Wine of the country, says he.
- What's yours? says Joe.
- Ditto MacAnaspey, says I.
- Three pints, Terry, says Joe. And how's the old heart, citizen? says he.

James Joyce

#6. A wet cigarette butt clung to my cheek like a mashed cockroach. I could smell whiskey and beer in my clothes and Gable's blood on my knuckles and I swore I could taste whiskey surging out of my stomach into my throat, like an old friend who has come back in a time of need.

James Lee Burke

#7. I was tired of men. Hanging in doorways, standing too close, their smell of beer or fifteen-year-old whiskey. Men who didn't come to the emergency room with you, men who left on Christmas Eve. Men who slammed the security gates, who made you love them and then changed their minds.

Janet Fitch

#8. If this place were closer to Terra there'd be empty beer cans and plastic plates strewn around. The trees would be gone. There'd be old jet motors in the water. The beaches would stink to high heaven. Terran Development would have a couple of million little plastic houses set up everywhere.

Philip K. Dick

#9. All you need, you think, is a breather, a few minutes standing up at the bar like in the old days, having a harmless bottle of beer. Only the bottle of beer isn't harmless; it's a trigger. It sets off that crazy thing in your mind that made you a dipso in the first place ...

Jonathan Craig

#10. We old folks have to find our cushions and pillows in our tankards. Strong beer is the milk of the old.

Martin Luther

#11. Ginny's Little Longhorn is my favorite place to play and hang because it's close to old school beer joint music venue as you'll ever find. The Continental Club is also in the top as well.

Dale Watson

#12. Paul Newman's an old friend of ours out of Cleveland, Ohio. He used to sit around our house. He's the only man I've ever known to drink a case of beer all by himself. That's talent in a way.

Lew Wasserman

#13. This is all thousands of years old. It's the same the world over. Anyone who has ever walked upright has loved beer, celebrated over it, told talks over it, hatched plots over it, courted over it. It's what we do as a species. It's what makes us human. We brew.

Alan D. Eames

#14. There being nobody by, however, but a pauper old woman, who was rendered rather misty by an unwonted allowance of beer; and a parish surgeon who did such matters by contract; Oliver and Nature fought out the point between them.

Charles Dickens

#15. I simply went down there to catch up with an old mate of mine, who owns the place. He's the one who wrote the book on the place, but no, no movie, just a beer.

Bryan Brown

#16. You sit back in the darkness, nursing your beer, breathing in that ineffable aroma of the old-time saloon: dark wood, spilled beer, good cigars, and ancient whiskey - the sacred incense of the drinking man.

Bruce Aidells

#17. A country of long shadows on county cricket grounds, warm beer, green suburbs, dog lovers, and old maids cycling to holy communion through the morning mist.

John Major

#18. I was 35 years old and not in the best of shape. I spent many late nights playing music, drinking beer, and eating Taco Bell.

Bryan Hayes

#19. You bought me a beer," the old man said. "You are already a man.

Ernest Hemingway,

#20. I like the Whisky old an the women young

Errol Flynn

#21. Sunlight 's a thing that needs a window Before it enter a dark room. Windows don't happen. So two old poets, Hunched at their beer in the low haze Of an inn parlour, while the talk ran Noisily by them, glib with prose.

R.S. Thomas

#22. You from within our glasses, you lusty golden brew, whoever imbibes takes fire from you. The young and the old sing your praises. Here's to beer, here's to cheer, here's to beer.

Bedrich Smetana

#23. The immortal demigod took a throaty slurp of her beer, then slammed the mug down onto the table, grinning like a four-year-old who had been paid in cookies to rat out her sister.

Brandon Sanderson

#24. The old man sold beer after hours on weekends. And that was something that he probably did to top up his earnings as a truck driver. Mum was the traditional housewife. Loving, caring, sharing - always the keynotes of the family.

Lindsay Fox

#25. Very intense first summer out, to be 18 years old and never having gone on a date, never having smoked a cigarette, never had a drink, even a sip of beer, never kissed a girl, all of those things. It made for a fairly intense first year out.

Peter Jurasik

#26. But leave me to my beer! Gold is dross, love is loss, so if I gulp my sorrows down, or see them drown in foamy draughts of old nut-brown, then I do wear the crown, without the cross!

George Arnold

#27. Everybody's old enough for a beer, ain't that right, Mule?

Jack Nicholson

#28. The old Janey only drank cheap wine and light beer. The new Janey is classy, prefers cocktails, and even drinks alone.

J.C. Patrick

#29. There's no reason why a player is done at 33, 34. They train better, they eat better, they drink better. This isn't the old days when everybody sat around and drank beer.

Bobby Clarke

#30. Adam searched out old friends from the neighborhood. They drank beer together in the garden of the Stag & Hounds, trading stories and trying their best to ignore the inescapable truth - that the ties that once bound them were loosening by the year and might soon be gone altogether.

Mark Mills

#31. The old man had been tanned by the light of too many beer signs, and it just goes to show that you can't live on three packs of Chesterfields and a fifth of bourbon a day without starting to drift far too fuckin' wide in the turns.

Daniel Woodrell

#32. I need grit and struggle and Los Angeles is terribly nice, but people, once they get there, cease to be real. Constant and repetitive fulfillment is not good for the human spirit. We all need rain and good old depression. Life can't be all beer and skittles.

Morrissey

#33. The Rat, meanwhile, was busy examining the label on one of the beer-bottles. "I perceive this to be Old Burton," he remarked approvingly. "Sensible Mole! The very thing! Now we shall be able to mull some ale. Get the things ready, Mole, while I draw the corks."

Kenneth Grahame

#34. it sucks to get old...but there's always beer

James Rollins

#35. There was an Old Man of Columbia, Who was thirsty, and called out for some beer; But they brought it quite hot, in a small copper pot, Which disgusted that Man of Columbia.

Edward Lear

#36. But we have to get our thrills somewhere. Some men have a weakness for fast women. I have a soft spot for eighty-year-old heretics who buy me pancakes and root beer.

Philip Gulley

#37. I wrote at the start that this was a record of hate, and walking there beside Henry towards the evening glass of beer, I found the one prayer that seemed to serve the winter mood: O God, You've done enough, You've robbed me of enough, I'm too tired and old to learn to love, leave me alone forever.

Graham Greene

#38. I was used to shooting beer cans off the back of an old washing machine, or at things that ran away from me that I intended to eat - not things that ran toward me with the intent of eating me.
I'd found that to be a significant difference.

Lisa Shearin

#39. Nowadays, especially when you think of electronic music, it's like, the producer is mostly the one who makes the music or the beats and everything. But I am more, since I'm that old, when I started to make music the producer was just sitting in the back shouting and drinking beer.

Karin Dreijer Andersson

#40. I'm an old-fashioned guy ... I want to be an old man with a beer belly sitting on a porch, looking at a lake or something.

Johnny Depp

#41. He brought in the bread, cheese, and beer, with many high encomiums upon their excellence.

Charles Dickens

#42. A new beer with sweat running down the sides slides into view and Pigpen sidles up beside me grinning like a crazy man. "Everyone's dying to know who you're texting with. It's like you're a twelve-year-old girl chained to that damn cell. Have you started your period yet?

Katie McGarry

#43. Got it!" Mike announced. The GE record player slowly whirred to life, creaky as an old carousel.
"Nice," John said, raising a beer in salute. "What'd you do?"
"It wasn't on," Mike said.

Eric Spitznagel

#44. It was Yuki. What was I up to? My response: Chewing on a stalk of celery and having a beer. Hers: Yuck. Mine: It's not so bad. She wasn't old enough to know things could be a lot worse.

Haruki Murakami