Sinclair Lewis

It is Friday: Go Right Ahead

Damn the men with careful smiles

My head is a jug

Alcoholic philanthropy is still philanthropy

OK I got drunk and forgot I was giving a party

Killed 9 bottles


She got drunk and turned on me like a fish-wife

Summer is not a season, it’s an occupation

Every compulsion is put upon writers to become safe, polite, obedient, and sterile

Drink is a rebellion

I’m just happy to be here

Go ahead, talk out your hat

Mussed again, your hair

Agile tongue, thickened

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July 30th, 2010 / 5:24 pm