Wine hath drowned more men than the sea
Wine tells nothing, it only tattles
Wine makes a man more pleased with himself; I do not say it makes him more pleasing to others
Wine gives a man nothing... it only puts in motion what had been locked up in frost
One of the disadvantages of wine is that it makes a man mistake words for thoughts
Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.

The Green Helmet and Other Poems, 1910. A Drinking Song


On Anger: "For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
On Destiny: "Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human
On Friendship: "A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."