Harold Ramis Quotes

People come up to me and talk about the alcoholism in their family.

I remember being very young and going to AA meetings with my father in Brooklyn. I thought it was fun because they served hot chocolate and cookies.

I didn't know my dad for a long time. My dad was on drugs and my dad was at the VA Hospital, my dad was off in his own world selling drugs or using them or there would be crack heads in the house or whatever it would be.

I'm a recovering alcoholic so I should be home.

As an alcoholic, you have no appreciation for your wife or your children's feelings, but I'm making up for that now. I'm winning my children's trust back.

One Saturday in 1984, I walked into my first AA meeting. I went regularly for six years and only stopped when I came to realize my underlying problem was not genuine alcoholism, but depression.

One trait of addictive families is that we never recognize our own addictions.

I am a recovering alcoholic.

My dad was the town drunk. Most of the time that's not so bad; but New York City?

I grew up around a lot of aggressive guys. My parents used to take me to AA meetings when I was very young. So I know aggression, I know insanity.

Because I know I'm an addict, and I know I'm an alcoholic.

I spent a year in a 12-step program, really committed, because I could not believe what had happened - that I might have killed myself.

When you live in an alcoholic family or an abusive family, you tiptoe, you don't want to step on any mines.

If you don't know someone who's had a problem with addiction, you will.

Families that have addicted members learn to operate with secrecy.

I'm a chronic relapser. I guess I always will be.

I've been a practicing alcoholic and drug addict for most of my life.

I love my family. I came home the other days. My brother's passed-out on the couch, holding an empty bottle of sleeping pills. So I called the paramedics, and they pumped his stomach, and I think he's learned his lesson: you know, never to take my last two sleeping pills.

I learned that I had character defects, that I was allergic to alcohol and drugs, and that I had an obsession with all the bad stuff. But thank God that I woke and that I had good people around me to support me. There's not much more I can say about it. You have to want to be a better person.

I hate alcoholics and AA (alcoholics anonymous). If you can't drink responsibly, don't drink at all. Don't go to meetings, whine about your character flaws and blame the fact that you are a sociopath on booze.

I've been in a treatment center for drinkin'. I stayed for two days, then escaped.

Any kid who grew up with an alcoholic parent will tell you how nauseating it feels never to know what it will be like when you come home.

When I got sober, that was 1990.

My Sunday mornings are spent in a recovery meeting in Pacific Palisades.

My mother is still battling alcoholism.