Top 13 Pint Glass Quotes
#1. You're ten pints of crazy in a one-pint glass.
Scott Lynch
#2. We dream, we wake on a cold hillside, we pursue the dream again. In the beginning was the dream, and the work of disenchantment never ends.
Kim Stanley Robinson
#3. David put his pint glass down like it was poison. The clear amber beauty stared back at him with Again on its mind. She was already in his blood, swimming in his veins.
Suzanne Stroh
#4. I am pretty sick with myself! It seemed a pretty good idea at the time. Around the time I turned 30, I started to feel very creative, more creative than I had been before which is good and I like that.
Ryan Gosling
#5. We never make a decision. When the
time is right, the decision makes itself.
Byron Katie
#6. I guess I just had trouble shaking that
feeling that I had to take care of everything because no one else could do it right.
Richelle Mead
#7. I ascribe to Mark Twain's theory that the last person who should be President is the one who wants it the most. The one who should be picked is the one who should be dragged kicking and screaming into the White House.
Bill Hicks
#8. Nature does abhor a vacuum, but she equally abhors pressure.
Alan Bradley
#9. If I think about the way I was drawn into the music, it was much more by recordings than by live performances.
Evan Parker
#10. I have sent books and music there, and all / Those instruments with which high spirits call / The future from its cradle, and the past / Out of its grave, and make the present last / In thoughts and joys which sleep, but cannot die, / Folded within their own eternity.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
#11. It's not a case of the glass being half full or half empty; more that we tipped a whole half-pint into an empty pint pot. I had to see how much was there, though, and now I know.
Nick Hornby
#12. Shaun couldn't hold the sigh back. The disgustingly shaded contents of the pint glass were going to be his only company. His misery was going to have to make good friends with his Monkey Brains.
Sharon Stevenson
#13. It is the dark, hard, tobacco-starved, headachey, sour-stomached, middle of the day, a million bureaucrats are diligently plotting death and some of them know it, many about now are already onto the second or third pint or highball glass, which produces a certain desperate aura here.
Thomas Pynchon
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