Cold Quote by W. C. Fields Download Open image “Drown in a cold vat of whiskey? Death, where is thy sting?” — W. C. Fields ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.4 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Cold Death Whiskey
So long as the presence of death lurks with anyone who goes through the simple act of swallowing, I will make mine whiskey. — W. C. Fields Copy Share Image
I answer the heroic question Death, where is they sting? with It is here in my heart and mind and memories. — Maya Angelou Copy Share Image
I answer the heroic question, 'Death, where is thy sting?' with 'It is in my heart and mind and memories. — Maya Angelou Copy Share Image
O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? Where, indeed. Many a badly stung survivor, faced with the aftermath of… — Jessica Mitford Copy Share Image
“The neat whiskey ripped into his tongue and pierced the skin on the sides of his mouth as if a razor blade had slid… — Connor Fitzgerald 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 is his… — William T. Vollmann Copy Share Image
“One man had been completely submerged in the boiling liquid which inundated the cabin, and in his removal to the deck, the skin had… — Walter Johnson Copy Share Image
whiskey makes the heart beat faster but it sure doesn't help the mind and isn't it funny how you can ache just from the… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's house unless they have a well-stocked bar. — W. C. Fields Copy Share Image
There comes a time in the affairs of man when he must take the bull by the tail and face the situation. — W. C. Fields Copy Share Image
I feel like a midget with muddy feet had been walking over my tongue all night. — W. C. Fields Copy Share Image
What would you do if you were President, and, on the first day of May, the Russian Ambassador presented you with a beautiful cake… — W. C. Fields Copy Share Image
My illness is due to my doctor's insistence that I drink milk, a whitish fluid they force down helpless babies. — W. C. Fields Copy Share Image
I am an expert of electricity. My father occupied the chair of applied electricity at the state prison. — W. C. Fields Copy Share Image
Bert Williams was the funniest man I ever saw and the saddest man I ever knew. — W. C. Fields Copy Share Image
A comic should suffer as much over a single line as a man with a hernia would in picking up a heavy barbell. — W. C. Fields Copy Share Image
Back in my rummy days, I would tremble and shake for hours upon arising. It was the only exercise I got. — W. C. Fields Copy Share Image
Once ye made up yer mind to do somethin', 'tis better t'stumble o'er the small hillock of jump-ahead than t'bash yer head on the… — Karen Hawkins Copy Share Image
When you're scared - and I mean really scared, not just hearing a noise in the night, or standing toe to toe with someone… — Alexander Gordon Smith Copy Share Image
From the bitter cold winter at Valley Forge, to the mountains of Afghanistan and the deserts of Iraq, our soldiers have courageously answered when… — Solomon Ortiz Copy Share Image
When I get a chance to play golf or go on a boat with good people, take the boat out and put some lobsters… — Bernie Mac Copy Share Image
Of course Messi could handle a cold Tuesday night in Stoke. He'd be drinking tea and relaxing beforehand. Me? I'd probably be the same. — Neymar Copy Share Image
This cold weather has set all the young Folks to providing Bedfellows. I have signed two or three Licences every Day [as a Fairfax… — George Mason Copy Share Image
When my main character in 'Heat' climbs the tower, the highest diving platform, hoping to resume competitive diving after an injury, I am there… — Michael Cadnum Copy Share Image
You start playing when it's cold and you want to be playing when it's cold again. — Jimy Williams Copy Share Image
It would be a piece of ingenuousness to accuse the man of today of his lack of moral code. The accusation would leave him… — Jose Ortega y Gasset Copy Share Image
I would have touched it like a child But knew my finger could but have touched Cold stone and water. I grew wild, Even… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
What's to become of the morally sound? Left out in the cold, I suppose. We must heal the sick. — Henrik Ibsen Copy Share Image
When I first started, all the reviews of Cold Chisel would say, 'This singer won't have a voice in six months.' — Jimmy Barnes Copy Share Image
