Alcohol is the monarch of liquids.

Modern life is often a mechanical oppression, and liquor is the only mechanical relief.

The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge. And I knew we’d get into that rotten stuff pretty soon. Probably at the next gas station.

Sex and drugs and rock and roll.

Drink does not drown care but waters it, and makes it grow faster.

The drunken man is a living corpse.

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.

To live on a day-to-day basis is insufficient for human beings; we need to transcend, transport, escape; we need meaning, understanding, and explanation.

Give me chastity and continence, but not just now.

It is impossible to live pleasurably without living wisely, well, and justly, and impossible to live wisely, well, and justly without living pleasurably.

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

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

People who’ve drunk neat wine don’t care a damn.