have nothing bad hidden in my breast at all, everything is all right
there. When Indians get a little liquor they get drunk and fight
sometimes, and sometimes they whip me, but when they get sober they are
Here is the fellow who has been puzzling you, especially in his
lack of control. He does absurd, incredible, tragic things while drinking.
He is a real Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. He is seldom mildly intoxicated. He
is always more or less insanely drunk. His disposition while drinking
resembles his normal nature but little. He may be one of the finest
fellows in the world. Yet let him drink for a day, and he frequently
becomes disgustingly, and even dangerously
Big Book pg. 21
is plain that a life which includes deep resentment leads only to futility
and unhappiness. To the precise extent that we permit these, do we
squander the hours that might have been worth while. But with the
alcoholic, whose hope is the maintenance and growth of a spiritual
experience, this business of resentment is infinitely grave. We found it
is fatal. For when harboring such feelings we shut ourselves off from the
sunlight of the Spirit. The insanity of alcohol returns and we drink
again. And with us, to drink is to die.
Big Book pg. 66
Grandfather help us to walk the road of freedom.