If you drink, don't drive. Don't even putt.

On the highway, beware of rolling stoned.

If God wanted us high, He would have given us wings.

A productive drunk is the bane of moralists.

I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me.

I only drink to make other people seem interesting.

I envy people who drink - at least they know what to blame everything on.

Cocaine isn't habit forming and I know because I've been taking it for years.

A cap of good acid costs five dollars and for that you can hear the Universal symphony with God singing solo and the Holy Ghost on drums.

Mike Hammer drinks beer and not cognac because I can't spell cognac.

Drugs are nihilistic: they undermine all values and radically overturn all our ideas about good and evil, what is just and what is unjust, what is permitted and what is forbidden.

The vaporish cocaine loosens the contours of their lives and sets their bodies adrift, and so they are untouchable.

Only the opium eater truly understands the pain of death.

Opiate, n. An unlocked door in the prison of Identity. It leads into the jail yard.

A drug for everything is madness. Legal or not, prescribed or not, over-counter under-counter bought for blood on street-corners-every pill separates us from knowing our own completion and from being taught by what's true.

Drugs are a bet with your mind.

The spirit of the world, the great calm presence of the creator, comes not forth to the sorceries of opium or of wine.