Next day, of course, when he was sober, he regretted the broken cups and saucers.
"To my thinking," he revived at once, seeming to grow sober the instant he touched on his favorite topic.
The answer he received was: that he was sober, but wouldn't go away.
He was suddenly drunk, although till that moment he had been quite sober, he remembered that.
It's with me, you know, like the saying: 'When he is sober, he is a fool; when he is drunk, he is a wise man.'
He seemed not quite sober.
But that does not diminish the value of the letter, quite the contrary; he wrote when drunk what he had planned when sober.
Had he not planned it when sober, he would not have written it when drunk.
I'm quite sober now.
But we must one day begin life in sober earnest, we must look at ourselves as a society; it's time we tried to grasp something of our social position, or at least to make a beginning in that direction.