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Sober Quotes (page 5)

John Irving quote: "Just because you're sober, don't think you're a good driver,..."
Just because you're sober, don't think you're a good driver, Cookie. John Irving
Raymond Chandler quote: "I was neat, clean, shaved and sober and I didn't care who knew..."
I was neat, clean, shaved and sober and I didn't care who knew it. Raymond Chandler
Delia picked at the raw sores of her conscience...Drunk or sober, Delia lived in the small town in her heart, ignoring the world in which all her love had turned to grief. Dorothy Allison
A man who drinks too much on occasion is still the same man as he was sober. An alcoholic, a real alcoholic, is not the same man at all. You can't predict anything about him for sure except that he will be someone you never met before. Raymond Chandler
A lady came up to me one day and said 'Sir! You are drunk', to which I replied 'I am drunk today madam, and tomorrow I shall be sober but you will still be ugly. Winston Churchill
So may the outward shows be least themselves: The world is still deceived with ornament. In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being seasoned with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil? In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it and approve it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament? There is no vice so simple but assumes Some mark of virtue on his outward parts. William Shakespeare
Hosts loved to detain the dry lawyer, when the light-hearted and loose-tongued had already their foot on the threshold; they liked to sit awhile in his unobtrusive company, practicing for solitude, sobering their minds in the man's rich silence after the expense and strain of gaiety. Robert Louis Stevenson
Augusten Burroughs quote: "Everybody in recovery smokes. If you don't like smoking, don't..."
Everybody in recovery smokes. If you don't like smoking, don't even bother trying to get sober. Just stay drunk. Augusten Burroughs
Thomas Pynchon quote: "At the corner store they invaded a hot dog stand and drank..."
At the corner store they invaded a hot dog stand and drank pina colada to sober up. It did no good. Thomas Pynchon
Dashiell Hammett quote: "Nora: "How do you feel?" Nick: "Terrible. I must've gone to..."
Nora: "How do you feel?" Nick: "Terrible. I must've gone to bed sober. Dashiell Hammett
A female is essentially a cunt, the pure purpose of the female is cunt, but a woman, a wife, is a cunt with a mouth, a man has to reckon with. It's a sobering fact: you start off with a cunt, you wind up with mouth. You wind up with your widow-to-be. Joyce Carol Oates
You see parents as kind or unkind or happy or miserable or drunk or sober or great or near-great or failed the way you see a table square or a Montclair lip-read. Kids today...you kids today somehow don't know how to feel, much less love, to say nothing of respect. We're just bodies to you. We're just bodies and shoulders and scarred knees and big bellies and empty wallets and flasks to you. I'm not saying something clich like you take us for granted so much as I'm saying you cannot...imagine... David Foster Wallace
Restraint, soberness, the matured thought, the unselfish act, they are necessities of the barbarous state, the life of dangers. Dourness is man's tribute to unconquered nature. H. G. Wells
Dean Martin quote: "The reason I drink is because when I'm sober I think I'm Eddie..."
The reason I drink is because when I'm sober I think I'm Eddie Fisher. Dean Martin
Distance and antiquity (the emphases of space and time) pull on our hearts. If we are already sobered by the thought that men lived two thousand five hundred years ago, how could we not be moved to know that they made verses, were spectators of the world, that they sheltered in light, lasting words something of their ponderous, fleeting life, words that fulfill a long destiny? Jorge Luis Borges

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