it provokes the desire, but it takes away the performance

I would not put a thief in my mouth to steal my brains.

I began to think vodka was my drink at last. It didn’t taste like anything, but it went straight down into my stomach like a sword swallowers’ sword and made me feel powerful and godlike.

Alcohol, taken in sufficient quantities, may produce all the effects of drunkenness.

Fill with mingled cream and amber,
I will drain that glass again.
Such hilarious visions clamber
Through the chamber of my brain —
Quaintest thoughts — queerest fancies
Come to life and fade away;
What care I how time advances?
I am drinking ale today.

I don't have a drinking problem 'Cept when I can't get a drink.