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What I Quit
I had been drinking thus for practically twenty years. I di...

After I Quit
I had a good lively tilt with John Barleycorn, ranging over...

How I Quit
This took some time. I didn't dash into it. I had done that...

When I Quit
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Why I Quit
First off, let me state the object of the meeting: This is ...

After I Quit

I had a good lively tilt with John Barleycorn, ranging over twenty
years. I know all about drinking. I figured it this way: I have about
fifteen more good, productive years in me. After that I shall lose in
efficiency, even if I keep my health. Being selfish and perhaps getting
sensible, I desire the remaining productive years of my life to be
years of the greatest efficiency. Looking back over my drinking years,
I saw, if I was to attain and keep that greatest efficiency, that was
my job, and that it could not be complicated with any booze-fighting

I decided that what I might lose in the companionship and social end of
it I would gain in my own personal increase in horsepower; for I knew
that though drinking may have done me no harm, it certainly did me no
good, and that, if persisted in, it surely would do me harm in some way
or other.

Sizing it up, one side against the other, I conclude that it is better
for me not to drink. I find I have much more time that I can devote to
my business; that I think more clearly, feel better, do not make any
loose statements under the exhilaration of alcohol, and keep my mind
on my number constantly. The item of time is the surprising item. It is
astonishing how much time you have to do things in that formerly you
used to drink in, with the accompaniment of all the piffle that goes
with drinking! When you are drinking you are never too busy to take a
drink and never too busy not to stop. You are busy all the time--but
get nowhere. Work is the curse of the drinking classes.

Any man who has been accustomed to do the kind of drinking I did for
twenty years, who likes the sociability and the companionship of it,
will find that the sudden transition to a non-drinking life will leave
him with a pretty dull existence on his hands until he gets
reorganized. This is the depressing part of it. You have nowhere to go
and nothing to do. Still, though you may miss the fun of the evening,
you have all your drinking friends lashed to the mast in the morning.

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