ozdevil Posted August 27, 2021 Share Posted August 27, 2021 "Not all Chemicals are bad. Without chemicals such as hydrogen and oxygen, for example, therewould be no way to make water, a vital ingredient in beer" 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Classic Brewing Co Posted August 27, 2021 Share Posted August 27, 2021 “Sometimes when I reflect on all the beer I drink, I feel ashamed. Then I look into the glass and think about the workers in the brewery and all of their hopes and dreams. If I didn’t drink this beer, they might be out of work and their dreams would be shattered." 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hairy Posted August 27, 2021 Share Posted August 27, 2021 3 hours ago, ozdevil said: "Not all Chemicals are bad. Without chemicals such as hydrogen and oxygen, for example, therewould be no way to make water, a vital ingredient in beer" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ozdevil Posted August 27, 2021 Author Share Posted August 27, 2021 “This is grain, which any fool can eat, but for which the lord has intended a more divine form of consumption. Let us give praise to our maker and glory to His bounty by learning about beer.” 1 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jamiek86 Posted August 27, 2021 Share Posted August 27, 2021 17 minutes ago, ozdevil said: “This is grain, which any fool can eat, but for which the lord has intended a more divine form of consumption. Let us give praise to our maker and glory to His bounty by learning about beer.” is that a proper quote from someone or just fria tuck off robin hood Prince of theives? 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ozdevil Posted August 27, 2021 Author Share Posted August 27, 2021 11 minutes ago, jamiek86 said: is that a proper quote from someone or just fria tuck off robin hood Prince of theives? Friar Tuck mate 1 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ozdevil Posted August 28, 2021 Author Share Posted August 28, 2021 “Humankind was built on beer. From the world’s first writing to its first laws, in rituals social, religious, and political, civilization is soaked in beer.” 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Journeyman Posted August 29, 2021 Share Posted August 29, 2021 24 hours in a day, 24 beers in a slab... Coincidence? I think not! Better to have beer in times of no thirst than to have thirst in times of no beer! Life and beer are similar - Chill for best results! I'm not as sorry as I probably should be for alienating everyone else with our conversations about making our favourite beer! And from Ireland: Quote The 10 Rules of the Merry Ploughboy Pub… 1. Buying some-one a drink is five times better than a handshake. 2. If some-one offers to buy you a drink, do not upgrade. 3. Persons drinking a pint of Guinness before it has fully settled will be immediately barred. 4. Anyone on stage or behind the bar is 50% better looking. 5. Telling lies is unacceptable, you may however grossly exaggerate. 6. If there is ever any confusion, the fuller beer is yours. 7. If you hesitate more than 3 seconds after getting the barman’s attention, you do not deserve a drink. 8. If you buy a woman a drink and she refuses, she does not like you. 9. If you buy a woman a drink and she accepts, she still may not like you. 10. Girls hang out, apply make-up, and have long talks in the bathroom. Men do not! 3 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Journeyman Posted August 29, 2021 Share Posted August 29, 2021 The answers may not lie at the bottom of the beer bottle... But you should always check! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aussiekraut Posted August 29, 2021 Share Posted August 29, 2021 On 8/27/2021 at 6:03 PM, ozdevil said: “This is grain, which any fool can eat, but for which the lord has intended a more divine form of consumption. Let us give praise to our maker and glory to His bounty by learning about beer.” Friar Tuck, Robin Hood, Prince of Thieves? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aussiekraut Posted August 29, 2021 Share Posted August 29, 2021 Always remember, every loaf of bread is the sad story of some grains not making it into beer. 1 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ozdevil Posted August 29, 2021 Author Share Posted August 29, 2021 1 hour ago, Aussiekraut said: Friar Tuck, Robin Hood, Prince of Thieves? spot on Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aussiekraut Posted August 29, 2021 Share Posted August 29, 2021 4 minutes ago, ozdevil said: spot on I always loved that quote. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ozdevil Posted August 29, 2021 Author Share Posted August 29, 2021 "A woman drove me to drink and iI never even had the courtersy to thank her" 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Popo the Reprobate Posted August 29, 2021 Share Posted August 29, 2021 I've always liked this one by Henry Lawson : Beer makes you feel the way you should without the beer. I'd always thought of it as a happy quote. Bit of a sad story behind it though. https://www.sl.nsw.gov.au/stories/henry-lawson-poet-people/hard-times 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pezzza Posted August 29, 2021 Share Posted August 29, 2021 41 minutes ago, Popo said: I've always liked this one by Henry Lawson Yeah mate he did it tough and his writings are legendary Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pezzza Posted August 29, 2021 Share Posted August 29, 2021 Faces in the Street Lawson, Henry (1867 - 1922) Henry Lawson, In the Days when the World was Wide and Other Verses (Sydney: Angus and Robertson, 1896): 28-32. 1They lie, the men who tell us in a loud decisive tone 2That want is here a stranger, and that misery's unknown; 3For where the nearest suburb and the city proper meet 4My window-sill is level with the faces in the street -- 5 Drifting past, drifting past, 6 To the beat of weary feet -- 7While I sorrow for the owners of those faces in the street. 8And cause I have to sorrow, in a land so young and fair, 9To see upon those faces stamped the marks of Want and Care; 10I look in vain for traces of the fresh and fair and sweet, 11In sallow, sunken faces that are drifting through the street -- 12 Drifting on, drifting on, 13 To the scrape of restless feet; 14I can sorrow for the owners of the faces in the street. 15In hours before the dawning dims the starlight in the sky, 16The wan and weary faces first begin to trickle by, 17Increasing as the moments hurry on with morning feet, 18Till like a pallid river flow the faces in the street -- 19 Flowing in, flowing in, 20 To the beat of hurried feet -- 21Ah! I sorrow for the owners of those faces in the street. 22The human river dwindles when 'tis past the hour of eight, 23Its waves go flowing faster in the fear of being late; 24But slowly drag the moments, whilst, beneath the dust and heat, 25The city grinds the owners of the faces in the street -- 26 Grinding body, grinding soul, 27 Yielding scarce enough to eat -- 28Oh! I sorrow for the owners of the faces in the street. 29And then the only faces till the sun is sinking down 30Are those of outside toilers and the idlers of the town, 31Save here and there a face that seems a stranger in the street, 32Tells of the city's unemployed upon his weary beat -- 33 Drifting round, drifting round, 34 To the tread of listless feet -- 35Ah! My heart aches for the owner of that sad face in the street. 36And when the hours on lagging feet have slowly dragged away, 37And sickly yellow gaslights rise to mock the going day, 38Then flowing past my window like a tide in its retreat, 39Again I see the pallid stream of faces in the street -- 40 Ebbing out, ebbing out, 41 To the drag of tiréd feet, 42While my heart is aching dumbly for the faces in the street. 43And now all blurred and smirched with vice the day's sad pages end, 44For while the short `large hours' towards the longer `small hours' trend, 45With smiles that mock the wearer, and with words that half entreat, 46Delilah pleads for custom at the corner of the street -- 47 Sinking down, sinking down, 48 Battered wreck by tempests beat -- 49A dreadful, thankless trade is hers, that Woman of the Street. 50But, ah! To dreader things than these our fair young city comes, 51For in its heart are growing thick the filthy dens and slums, 52Where human forms shall rot away in sties for swine unmeet, 53And ghostly faces shall be seen unfit for any street -- 54 Rotting out, rotting out, 55 For the lack of air and meat -- 56In dens of vice and horror that are hidden from the street. 57I wonder would the apathy of wealthy men endure 58Were all their windows level with the faces of the Poor? 59Ah! Mammon's slaves, your knees shall knock, your hearts in terror beat, 60When God demands a reason for the sorrows of the street! 61 The wrong things and the bad things 62 And the sad things that we meet 63In the filthy lane and alley, and the cruel, heartless street. 64I left the dreadful corner where the steps are never still, 65And sought another window overlooking gorge and hill; 66But when the night came dreary with the driving rain and sleet, 67They haunted me -- the shadows of those faces in the street, 68 Flitting by, flitting by, 69 Flitting by with noiseless feet, 70And with cheeks but little paler than the real ones in the street. 71Once I cried: `Oh, God Almighty! if Thy might doth still endure, 72`Now show me in a vision, for the wrongs of Earth, a cure.' 73And, lo! with shops all shuttered, I beheld a city's street, 74And in the warning distance heard the tramp of many feet, 75 Coming near, coming near, 76 To a drum's dull distant beat, 77And soon I saw the army that was marching down the street. 78And, like a swollen river that has broken bank and wall, 79The human flood came pouring with the red flags over all, 80And kindled eyes all blazing bright with revolution's heat, 81And flashing swords reflecting rigid faces in the street. 82 Pouring on, pouring on, 83 To a drum's loud threatening beat, 84And the war-hymns and the cheering of the people in the street. 85And so 'twill be while e'er the world goes rolling round its course, 86The warning pen shall write in vain, the warning voice grow hoarse, 87But not until a city feels Red Revolution's feet 88Shall its sad people miss awhile the terrors of the street -- 89 The dreadful everlasting strife 90 For scarcely clothes and meat 91In that pent track of living death -- the city's cruel street. 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pezzza Posted August 29, 2021 Share Posted August 29, 2021 And from Henry V ol' Shakey: Would I were in an alehouse in London! I would give all my fame for a pot of ale, and safety. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Classic Brewing Co Posted August 29, 2021 Share Posted August 29, 2021 I think the The Gettysburg Address is shorter. 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Malter White Posted September 2, 2021 Share Posted September 2, 2021 Beer does not have a lot of vitamins, so you have to drink plenty of it. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Malter White Posted September 2, 2021 Share Posted September 2, 2021 “Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach him how to fish, and he will sit in a boat and drink beer all day.” - George Carlin. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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