Alas, human vices, however horrible one might imagine them to be, contain the proof (were it only in their infinite expansion) of man's longing for the infinite; but it is a longing that often takes the wrong route. It is my belief that the reason behind all culpable excesses lies in this depravation of the sense of the infinite.

Tobacco and alcohol, delicious fathers of abiding friendships and fertile reveries.

The function of vice is to keep virtue within reasonable bounds.

Think no vice so small that you may commit it, and no virtue so small that you may over look it.

Vice is a creature of such hideous mien... that the more you see it the better you like it.

It has been my experience that folks who have no vices have very few virtues.

He who hates vice hates men.

The virtue of some people consists wholly in condemning the vices in others.

What were once vices are the fashion of the day.

Every vice has its excuse ready.

I have not a particle of confidence in a man who has no redeeming vices.

Never support two weaknesses at the same time. It's your combination sinners -- your lecherous liars and your miserly drunkards -- who dishonor the vices and bring them into bad repute.