I'm Catholic and I can't commit suicide, but I plan to drink myself to death. — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
What do drunkards do? They... drink... themselves... to... death. — William Seabrook Copy Share Image
You can drink yourself to death, you can smoke yourself to death, you can eat yourself to death. — Jesse Ventura Copy Share Image
“With a firm hushed tone, she replied, "Just let him go. Women like Anne will always be the best choice for our… — Devon Ashley Copy Share Image
“We now have a strong desire for living combined with a strange carelessness about dying. We desire life like water and yet… — G.K. Chesterton Copy Share Image
“I'm going out, I'm gonna drink myself to death And in the crowd I see you with someone else I brace myself… — Florence Welch Copy Share Image
“Despite everything he had or might have (except, of course, another human being), life gave no promise of improvement or even of… — Richard Matheson Copy Share Image
“He feels drunk or at least carbonated. Insane. At first, he thinks this is happiness, but then he determines it’s love. Fucking… — Gabrielle Zevin Copy Share Image
“Watching a parent die is a terrible task. My father, faced with something he could not talk down or browbeat into submission,… — Yudhanjaya Wijeratne Copy Share Image
“Who dies best, the soldier who falls for your sake, or the fly in my whiskey-glass? The happy agony of the fly… — William T. Vollmann Copy Share Image
