“I drink screwdrivers because they help me unwind.”
“I felt on the verge of something, a mystery that surrounded me like gauze, something I was beginning to unwind.”
“Cider was my drink because I liked the taste and it made me stupid.”
“First she got Jesus, probably fifteen years ago, and that didn’t work out, so she tried Scientology, and that didn’t help, but it cost a lot of money, so she tried Buddhism and yoga, and those didn’t work, so she started drinking. I think that helped, because she’s still drinking.”
“I always drink at lunchtime. It helps my imagination.”
“Screwdrivers, women who screw drivers.”