“ You're the measure of my true decline. Your home isn't in the underworld, you live in the back room of the liquor store. My eternally hung-over angel, my Satan crawling like an amber worm from a bottl… Jerzy Pilch
“ You don't 'love' people when they are 'nice'. Don't you see that's the same as saying 'what's in it for me'? Jerzy Pilch
“ One cannot properly drink without self-deception: the lips have to deny the liquor that just passed down the throat. It was surely for the relief of drunkards that the Lord God did not write upon the… Jerzy Pilch
“ My tongue thirsty for superiority, maybe even immortality, ruled me. I was ruled by my tongue. I was ruled by women. I was ruled by alcohol. Jerzy Pilch
