A true German can’t stand the French, / Yet willingly he drinks their wines.

As he brews, so shall he drink.

My advice to people today is as follows: if you take the game of life seriously, if you take your nervous system seriously, if you take your sense organs seriously, if you take the energy process seriously, you must turn on, tune in, and drop out.

Some writers take to drink, others take to audiences.

Better sleep with a sober cannibal than a drunken Christian.

I am sure of this: that if everybody was to drink their bottle a day, there would not be half the disorders in the world there are now.

There are two things that will be believed of any man whatsoever, and one of them is that he has taken to drink.

Let your boat of life be light, packed with only what you need—a homely home and simple pleasures, one or two friends worth the name, someone to love and someone to love you, a cat, a dog, and a pipe or two, enough to eat and enough to wear, and a little more than enough to drink; for thirst is a dangerous thing.

Drunkenness is the very sepulcher / Of man’s wit and his discretion.

Sobriety diminishes, discriminates, and says no; drunkenness expands, unites, and says yes.

If you were to ask me if I’d ever had the bad luck to miss my daily cocktail, I’d have to say that I doubt it; where certain things are concerned, I plan ahead.

Drinking with women is as unnatural as scolding with ’em.

I have sometimes thought that the laws ought not to punish those actions of evil which are committed when the senses are steeped in intoxication.