Gregory Bateson Quotes

As I grew older I became a drunk. Why? Because I like ecstasy of the mind.

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

Drunkenness is simply voluntary insanity.

Drunkenness is nothing but a self-induced state of insanity.

Drunkeness is temporary suicide: the happiness that it brings is merely negative, a momentary cessation of unhappiness.

Being sober on a bus is, like, totally different than being drunk on a bus.

Call things by their right names - Glass of brandy and water! That is the current, but not the appropriate name; ask for a glass of liquid fire and distilled damnation.

What may seem depressing or even tragic to one person may seem like an absolute scream to another person, especially if he has had between four and seven beers.

A drunk man is capable of every evil and prone to every temptation… Drinking renders its adherent incapable of any task

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

If we could make men sober, we would have no slavery.

A drunkards purse is a bottle.

You don't need cocaine! There's another way to get real high, and really mess your mind up, it's called marathon running!

It would be pleasant to be drunk.

Getting drunk . . . you're in complete control up to a point. It's your choice, every time you take a sip. You have a lot of small choices. It's like . . . I guess it's the difference between suicide and slow capitulation . . .

I would be lying if I didn't admit there might be a scene in the movie where there might be alcohol in my system.

Alcohol is like pouring smiles on your brain.

Of all vices take heed of drunkenness; other vices are but fruits of disordered affections--this disorders, nay, banishes reason; other vices but impair the soul--this demolishes her two chief faculties, the understanding and the will; other vices make their own way--this makes way for all vices; he that is a drunkard is qualified for all vice.

There is this to be said in favor of drinking, that it takes the drunkard first out of society, then out of the world.

Jamie," I said, "how, exactly, do you decide whether you're drunk?" Aroused by my voice, he swayed alarmingly to one side, but caught himself on the edge of the mantelpiece. His eyes drifted around the room, then fixed on my face. For an instant, they blazed clear and pellucid with intelligence. "och, easy, Sassenach, If ye can stand up, you're not drunk." He let go of the mantelpiece, took a step toward me, and crumpled slowly onto the hearth, eyes blank, and a wide, sweet smile on his dreaming face.

I'm too high, but I ain't left the ground.

To be intoxicated is to feel sophisticated, but not be able to say it.

Here's to alcohol, the rose colored glasses of life.

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.

Drunks conjure an endless drama from their bottles.