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 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.

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

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

Alcohol is the monarch of liquids.

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

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

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.

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.

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.

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.

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

Some writers take to drink, others take to audiences.