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

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

As he brews, so shall he drink.

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

Alcohol is the monarch of liquids.

As far as I can see, the history of experimental art in the twentieth century is intimately bound up with the experience of intoxification.

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.

Whoever gulps down wine as a horse gulps down water is called a Scythian.

The pleasure we hold in esteem for the course of our lives ought to have a greater share of our time dedicated to it; we should refuse no occasion nor omit any opportunity of drinking, and always have it in our minds.

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.

Sex and drugs and rock and roll.

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.