Quotes about pint

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Quotes about pint

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“Some seek the comfort of their therapist's office, other head to the corner pub and dive into a pint, but I chose running as my therapy.”

Dean Karnazes (1962) American distance runner

Source: Ultramarathon Man: Confessions of an All-Night Runner

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“A pint of sweat will save a gallon of blood.”

George S. Patton (1885–1945) United States Army general

Letter (3 March 1944), later published in War As I Knew It (1947) Similar expressions were also used in his famous "Speech to the Third Army" in June 1944. The phrase is similar to one attributed to Erwin Rommel, "Sweat saves blood, blood saves lives, and brains saves both", and to an even older one by August Willich: "A drop of sweat on the drill ground will save many drops of blood on the battlefield" from The Army: Standing Army or National Army? (1866)

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“You’re ten pints of crazy in a one-pint glass.”

Source: Red Seas Under Red Skies (2007), Chapter 8 “Summer’s End” section 5 (p. 396)

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“I du believe with all my soul
In the gret Press's freedom,
To pint the people to the goal
An' in the traces lead 'em.”

James Russell Lowell (1819–1891) American poet, critic, editor, and diplomat

No. 6, st. 7
The Biglow Papers (1848–1866), Series I (1848)

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“I was the worst barman who ever lived. My pints of Guinness were unholy.”

Colm Tóibín (1955) Irish novelist and writer

The best holiday reads http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2011/jun/17/best-holiday-reads, The Guardian (17 June 2011)

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“I was going home two hours ago, but was met by Mr. Griffith, who has kept me ever since. I will come within a pint of wine.”

Richard Steele (1672–1729) British politician

Eleven at night, 5 January 1708
Letters to His Wife (1707-1712)

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“The number one cause of alcoholic relapse in winged insects is being trapped in a pint glass with an ashtray.”

Mitch Hedberg (1968–2005) American stand-up comedian

Do You Believe in Gosh?

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“Look at you people. Look at what's become of the mighty United Kingdom. This land used to be filled with kings and knights and noblemen. You used to rule half the planet, and now you're just as sad and pathetic as the Americans. You can pretend you're not, you can pretend you don't spend your days tucked away in some little pub downing your pints of ale; you can pretend you don't spend every single night filling your lungs and those around you with carcinogens and poisons from your fancy cigarettes and trendy cigars; you can pretend you don't knowingly stuff chewing tobacco in your mouth in one of the most disgusting habits I've ever seen in my life—something that will give you cancer inside of two years. You people are weak-minded. You have no heart, your spirit is broken. You're practically decomposing right before my very eyes as I talk to you, and the only thing you can do is boo or wave a crooked little finger at me and accuse me of being preachy. You people need somebody as righteous as myself to preach to you the proper way to live. You should all aspire to be as great as I am. Do I think I'm better than you? Absolutely, and it's not that hard because my mind is clear; my body, free of poison. Look at me—I am perfect in every way. My strength comes from within, and I don't need a crutch to get through my everyday life like you people, and I certainly don't need a crooked official like Scott Armstrong to fight my battles for me. I filed a formal complaint with the Board of Directors; and as far as tonight goes, I will beat R-Truth just like I'll beat him at Survivor Series, and just like I can easily beat up everybody here in this arena today. Because I am the Choice of a New Generation, and R-Truth's gonna come out here and ask you people, "What's Up?"”

Phil Brooks (1978) American professional wrestler and mixed martial artist

I'll answer that little riddle for you right now. I tell you "what's up" Straight-edge—that is what's up. No narcotics, no drugs, no alcohol, no cigarettes, no prescription medication, and that, you sad, sad people, can save your entire pathetic country and the entire world.
November 13, 2009
Friday Night SmackDown

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“Of my merit
On thet pint you yourself may jedge;
All is, I never drink no sperit,
Nor I haint never signed no pledge.”

James Russell Lowell (1819–1891) American poet, critic, editor, and diplomat

No. 7
The Biglow Papers (1848–1866), Series I (1848)

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“I don't want a fortnight on the Costa del Sol
Don't wanna go to Bognor — it's a plague-ridden hole
and it don't fit in with my ideology…
Down the Adriatic to the Vlora bay
Twenty pints of Fosters and I'm away
'Cos now I know just where I wanna be:
Albania — that's the place for me!”

Attila the Stockbroker (1957) punk poet, folk punk musician and songwriter

"Holiday in Albania", from Cautionary Tales for Dead Commuters (1985)
Based on the Sex Pistols song, "Holiday in the Sun".

“Alas! in nature, as in art, we gain only according to our capacity. You cannot put an ocean in a pint pot.”

Flora Thompson (1876–1947) English author and poet

November Chapter The Peverel Papers - A yearbook of the countryside ed Julian Shuckburgh Century Hutchinson 1986
The Peverel Papers

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“It would be a very short pint. It would be gummy bears and matzah, and be called Chewy Jewy.”

Stephen Colbert (1964) American political satirist, writer, comedian, television host, and actor

In response to a question about what he would put into a Jon Stewart Ben & Jerry's ice cream flavor, University of Buffalo Distinguished Speakers Series (4 April 2008)

“Do you know what I am going to tell you, he said with his wry mouth, a pint of plain is your only man.”

Flann O'Brien (1911–1966) Irish writer

Source: "At Swim-Two-Birds" (1939), P. 22.

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“The pint would call the quart a dualist, if you tried to pour the quart into him.”

George Santayana (1863–1952) 20th-century Spanish-American philosopher associated with Pragmatism

Source: The Genteel Tradition in American Philosophy (1911), p. 60

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“If a workman can conveniently spare those three halfpence, he buys a pot of porter. If he cannot, he contents himself with a pint, and, as a penny saved is a penny got, he thus gains a farthing by his temperance.”

Adam Smith (1723–1790) Scottish moral philosopher and political economist

Source: (1776), Book V, Chapter II, Part II, Article IV, p. 951.

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“Making models was reputed to be hugely enjoyable… But when you got the kit home and opened the box the contents turned out to be of a uniform leaden gray or olive green, consisting of perhaps sixty thousand tiny parts, some no larger than a proton, all attached in some organic, inseparable way to plastic stalks like swizzle sticks. The tubes of glue by contrast were the size of large pastry tubes. No matter how gently you depressed them they would blurp out a pint or so of a clear viscous goo whose one instinct was to attach itself to some foreign object—a human finger, the living-room drapes, the fur of a passing animal—and become an infinitely long string. Any attempt to break the string resulted in the creation of more strings. Within moments you would be attached to hundreds of sagging strands, all connected to something that had nothing to do with model airplanes or World War II. The only thing the glue wouldn’t stick to, interestingly, was a piece of plastic model; then it just became a slippery lubricant that allowed any two pieces of model to glide endlessly over each other, never drying. The upshot was that after about forty minutes of intensive but troubled endeavor you and your immediate surroundings were covered in a glistening spiderweb of glue at the heart of which was a gray fuselage with one wing on upside down and a pilot accidentally but irremediably attached by his flying cap to the cockpit ceiling. Happily by this point you were so high on the glue that you didn’t give a shit about the pilot, the model, or anything else.”

Source: The Life And Times of the Thunderbolt Kid (2006), p. 81