John Milton 1608 – 1674
Comus , l. 46
As we became subjects of King Alcohol, shivering denizens of his mad realm, the chilling vapor that is loneliness settled down. It thickened, ever becoming blacker. Some of us sought out sordid places, hoping to find understanding companionship and approval. Momentarily we did — then would come oblivion and the awful awakening to face the hideous Four Horsemen — Terror, Bewilderment, Frustration, Despair.
ALCOHOLICS ANONYMOUS, The Big Book
Kate Atkinson, Life After Life
I’m on whiskey diet… I’ve lost three days already!
― Robert Louis Stevenson, Treasure Island
“There is a point when the anguished soul finally despairs. A moment in life when the heart, the will, even the spirit crumbles. Some say that after much grief and drowning in tears, it is possible to pick up the pieces and carefully repair what was shattered. I say nay. For the chains of despair have no key, and the soul destroyed by that monster can never hope to be unaffected. There are things done that cannot be undone.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich
Santosh Kalwar, Quote Me Everyday
“Life is hard enough as it is without choosing someone difficult to share it with”