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

There was a great deal of drinking among us but little drunkenness. We all seemed to feel that Prohibition was a personal affront and that we had a moral duty to undermine it.

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

Moderation in all things.

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

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.

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

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

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

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.

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

Sex and drugs and rock and roll.

Abstainer, n. A weak man who yields to the temptation of denying himself a pleasure.