Seneca the Younger Quotes

Alcohol, taken in sufficient quantities, may produce all the effects of drunkenness.

A single glass of champagne imparts a feeling of exhilaration. The nerves are braced: the imagination is agreeably stirred; the wits become more nimble. A bottle produces the opposite effect.

"What's so unpleasant about being drunk?" "Ask a glass of water."

You don't quite know how drunk you are until all of a sudden you're on the floor.

You're not drunk if you can lie on the floor without holding on.

Man, being reasonable, must get drunk; the best of life is but intoxication.

Drunkenness excuseth no vice.

The American who drinks wine is in danger of becoming the victim of drunkenness, licentiousness, and gambling.

I simply don't know how to act as if I am drunk.

I've never been drunk, but often I've been overserved.

I wanna get drunk 'til I'm off my mind. One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer.

Whiskey claims to itself alone the exclusive office of sot-making.

Wine maketh the band quivering, the eye watery, the night unquiet, lewd dreams, a stinking breath in the morning, and an utter forgetfulness of all things.

Macduff: What three things does drink especially provoke? Porter: Marry, sir, nose-painting, sleep, and urine.

That's the beauty of alcohol. If you don't remember it, it didn't happen.

Sometimes when you get hammered till the small hours you feel pretty good in the morning, but really it's just because you're still a bit drunk. That old hangover is just toying with you, working out when to bite.

No animal ever invented anything as bad as drunkenness - or so good as drink.

One more drink and I'd have been under the host.

I don't think I've drunk enough beer to understand that.

The drunken man is a living corpse.

Drink, sir, is a great provoker of three things . . . nose-painting, sleep, and urine. Lechery, sir, it provokes, and unprovokes; it provokes the desire, but it takes away the performance.

The secret of drunkenness is, that it insulates us in thought, whilst it unites us in feeling.

That's what was wrong with drinking too much. You became immune to drunken delights. There was no solace in liquor. Before you got happy, you collapsed.

Lo! the poor toper whose untutored sense, Sees bliss in ale, and can with wine dispense; Whose head proud fancy never taught to steer, Beyond the muddy ecstasies of beer.

It were better for a man to be subject to any vice than to drunkenness; for all other vanities and sins are recovered, but a drunkard will never shake off the delight of beastliness.