Abstaining is favorable both to the head and the pocket.

It was a marriage of convenience, as my father had a blister on his big toe and couldn't travel far to find a girl.

The cost of living has gone up another dollar a quart.

This job will drive me to drink, and for that reason, I will be eternally grateful.

If I ever found a church that didn't believe in knocking all the other churches, I might consider joining it.

We frequently hear of people dying from too much drinking. That this happens is a matter of record. But the blame is always placed on whisky. Why this should be I never could understand. You can die from drinking too much of anything - coffee, water, milk, soft drinks and all such stuff as that. And so as long as the presence of death lurks with anyone who goes through the simple act of swallowing. I will make mine whisky.

Drown in a cold vat of whiskey? Death, where is thy sting?