“You drink only sparingly. Is the beer too thin?” “No at all. I merely wish to keep my wits about me. It… — Jack Vance
“You drink only sparingly. Is the beer too thin?”
“No at all. I merely wish to keep my wits about me. It would not do if both of us became addled, and later woke up in doubt as to who was who.”
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