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“It comes in pints?”
― Peter Jackson

“And even in the open air the stench of whiskey was appalling. To this fiendish poison, I am certain, the greater part of the squalor I saw is due. Many of these vermin were obviously not foreigners鈥擨 counted at least five American countenances in which a certain vanished decency half showed through the red whiskey bloating. Then I reflected upon the power of wine, and marveled how self-respecting persons can imbibe such stuff, or permit it to be served upon their tables. It is the deadliest enemy with which humanity is faced. Not all the European wars could produce a tenth of the havock occasioned among men by the wretched fluid which responsible governments allow to be sold openly. Looking upon that mob of sodden brutes, my mind鈥檚 eye pictured a scene of different kind; a table bedecked with spotless linen and glistening silver, surrounded by gentlemen immaculate in evening attire鈥攁nd in the reddening faces of those gentlemen I could trace the same lines which appeared in full development of the beasts of the crowd. Truly, the effects of liquor are universal, and the shamelessness of man unbounded. How can reform be wrought in the crowd, when supposedly respectable boards groan beneath the goblets of rare old vintages? Is mankind asleep, that its enemy is thus entertained as a bosom friend? But a week or two ago, at a parade held in honour of the returning Rhode Island National Guard, the Chief Executive of this State, Mr. Robert Livingston Beeckman, prominent in New York, Newport, and Providence society, appeared in such an intoxicated condition that he could scarce guide his mount, or retain his seat in the saddle, and he the guardian of the liberties and interests of that Colony carved by the faith, hope, and labour of Roger Williams from the wilderness of savage New-England! I am perhaps an extremist on the subject of prohibition, but I can see no justification whatsoever for the tolerance of such a degrading demon as drink.”
― H.P. Lovecraft, Lord of a Visible World: An Autobiography in Letters

“A man may prefer the taste of hippocras, yet if you set a tankard of ale before him, he will quaff it quick enough.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Feast for Crows

“There is more food in a pennyworth of bread than in a gallon of ale.”
― Joseph Livesey, A Lecture on Malt Liquor

“[Barnabas speaks] "I will drink water."

"Water? But water is not fit for men to drink. For the cattle, for birds and beast, but a man needs ale . . . or wine, if you are a Frenchman." [William answers]”
― Louis L'Amour, To the Far Blue Mountains

“Liberty Ale would become quite possibly the most important beer of the late twentieth century”
― Tom Acitelli, The Audacity of Hops: The History of America's Craft Beer Revolution