We are here and it is now. Further than that, all human knowledge is moonshine.
A seamlessly told and scrupulously detailed history of the Hartsoe clan of Haw County, North Carolina, Love and Lament is that rare novel that brings the gritty, rural past to vivid life. I could very nearly smell the moonshine (the moonshiners too!). Pass a few hours with Mary Bet Hartsoe and family. You won't regret it.
Doo never actually made moonshine, but he hauled about an ocean of it.
Well, between Scotch and nothin', I suppose I’d take Scotch. It’s the nearest thing to good moonshine I can find.
All talk of women's rights is moonshine. Women have every right. They have only to exercise them.
The energy produced by the breaking down of the atom is a very poor kind of thing. Anyone who expects a source of power from the transformation of these atoms is talking moonshine.
it would be lovely to sleep in a wild cherry-tree all white with bloom in the moonshine
