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

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.

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

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

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

Drink today and drown all sorrow; / You shall perhaps not do it tomorrow.

Life isn’t all beer and skittles, but beer and skittles, or something better of the same sort, must form a good part of every Englishman’s education.

Give me chastity and continence, but not just now.

Under the pressure of the cares and sorrows of our mortal condition, men have at all times and in all countries, called in some physical aid to their moral consolations—wine, beer, opium, brandy, or tobacco.

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.

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.

Sex and drugs and rock and roll.

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