Sublime

I was just a common soak.

“Therefore, explain why a wise person shouldn’t get drunk—not with words, but by the facts of its ugliness and offensiveness. It’s most easy to prove that so-called pleasures, when they go beyond proper measure, are but punishments.” —SENECA, MORAL LETTERS, 83.27

orgulhosas do teor alcoólico no sangue que as impossibilitava

Montaigne é cauteloso com o êxtase e despreza o excesso de bebida, que a seu ver é um êxtase do corpo, e não da mente. Essas considerações enquadram-se num rol da variedade e da dessemelhança dos costumes à mesa que Montaigne observou em sua viagem à Itália. A embriaguez é um vício grosseiro que rebaixa o homem ao estado animal.

perform in a certain way. You could be rolling drunk in a bar and still be spiritual. Because at that moment—when you’re totally sloshed out of your brain—the personality and its ego are all out to lunch, and so you’re in touch with your spiritual self—but completely aligned with the God Force because your mind is gone temporarily.

Further, one has to take the worst sort of slave as one’s master, persons who divide their time between oil and wine, who spend a day to their liking if they work up a good sweat and then make up for the loss of fluids by drink, which has more effect when one is depleted in that way.* Drinking and sweating—a life full of heartburn!

Symbel-gāl (feast-lustful) is when you are so overwhelmed by the pleasures of food and drink that you are unable to focus on what's important. The word is a hapax in a Judgement Day poem, which tells about a man who spends too much time thinking about the pleasures of worldly life. The man forgets to pay attention to the fate of his soul: 'Little d

Eu não me fazia de rogado e aceitava esses convites, e beber uma garrafa inteira de destilado ao longo da noite deixou de ser a exceção para se tornar a regra, de maneira que com frequência eu cambaleava pelo vilarejo sem me lembrar de nada no dia seguinte.