And malt does more than Milton can to justify God's ways to man.
Ale, man, ale's the stuff to drink for fellows whom it hurts to think.
There are two things a Highlander likes naked, and the other one is Malt Whisky
Wine is constant proof that God loves us and likes to see us happy.
Give me a woman who loves beer and I will conquer the world.
Nothing ever tasted better than a cold beer on a beautiful afternoon with nothing to look forward to than more of the same.
For a quart of ale is a dish for a king.
Beer, if drank with moderation, softens the temper, cheers the spirit, and promotes health.
Good people drink good beer.
Love makes the world go round? Not at all. Whiskey makes it go round twice as fast.
If a tax on malt would raise the price of beer, a tax on bread must raise the price of bread.
After doing extensive research, I can definitely tell you that single malt whiskies are good to drink.
Why, if 'tis dancing you would be, There's brisker pipes than poetry. Say, for what were hop-yards meant, Or why was Burton built on Trent? Oh many a peer of England brews Livelier liquor than the Muse, And malt does more than Milton can To justify God's ways to man. Ale, man, ale's the stuff to drink For fellows whom it hurts to think: Look into the pewter pot To see the world as the world's not.
When the water of a place is bad it is safest to drink none that has not been filtered through either the berry of a grape, or else a tub of malt. These are the most reliable filters yet invented.
Hey, single malt scotch, youre thirty years old. When are you going to settle down and get married to my stomach?
Yeah, tell me I'm a bottle of single malt scotch, she thought. That's the way to my heart.
I was a drinker, so I went through the scotches. Before single malts hit, there were really cheap scotches, because nobody was paying attention to them. Then by the time they started jacking those prices up, I moved on to vodka.
You peasant swain! You whoreson malt-horse drudge!
Long John would sometimes hold his interviews in the Carnegie Delicatessen, which is the most famous delicatessen in New York up by Carnegie. Let's see, 57th Street, you're down to like 50th Street and 7th Avenue... You'd go in there and everybody would be eating a heart attack on a plate, pastrami, malts, that kind of stuff. But it literally was the place where Woody Allen would go.
I had dropped a good design, which I had once bent my thoughts upon, and that was to try if I could not make some of my barley into malt, and then try to brew myself some beer.
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