As he brews, so shall he drink.

That which the sober man keeps in his breast, the drunken man lets out at the lips. Astute people, when they want to ascertain a man’s true character, make him drunk.

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.

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

I used to do drugs. I still do, but I used to, too.

Thanks be to God: since my leaving drinking of wine, I do find myself much better and do mind my business better, and do spend less money, and less time lost in idle company.

Drugs, cataplasms, and whiskey are stupid substitutes for the dignity and potency of divine mind and its efficacy to heal.

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

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.

A man who exposes himself when he is intoxicated has not the art of getting drunk.

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

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

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.