What is man, when you come to think upon him, but a minutely set, ingenious machine for turning with infininite artfulness, the red wine of Shiraz into urine?
And so the souls of men and their wine live for eternity with the grace of their God.
Wine from long habit has become an indispensable for my health.
I rejoice as a moralist at the prospect of a reduction of the duties on wine by our national legislature.... Its extended use will carry health and comfort to a much enlarged circle.
When there is plenty of wine, sorrow and worry take wing.
For a bad night, a mattress of wine
We hear of the conversion of water into wine at the marriage in Cana as of a miracle. But this conversion is, through the goodness of God, made every day before our eyes. Behold the rain which descends from heaven upon our vineyards, and which incorporates itself with the grapes, to be changed into wine; a constant proof that God loves us, and loves to see us happy.
The custom of saluting i.e., embracing ladies by their relatives and friends was introduced, it is said, by the early Romans, not out of respect originally, but to find by their breath whether they had been drinking wine, this being criminal for women to do, as it sometimes led to adultery.
I drank at every vine.
The last was like the first.
I came upon no wine
So wonderful as thirst.
Wine is made to be drunk as women are made to be loved; profit by the freshness of youth or the splendor of maturity; do not await decrepitude.
No one that has drunk old wine wants new; for he says, The old is nice.
I have lived temperately....I double the doctor's recommendation of a glass and a half of wine each day and even treble it with a friend.
Wine to me is passion. It is family and friends. It is warmth of heart and generosity of spirit. Wine is art. It is culture. It is the essence of civilization and the art of living.
Reality is an illusion that occurs due to a lack of wine.
You have not drunk too much wine if you can still lie on the floor without holding on.
And wine can of their wits the wise beguile, make the sage frolic, and the serious smile.
So lifeís year begins and closes;
Days though shortening still can shine;
What though youth gave love and roses;
Age still leaves us friends and wine.
The wine-cup is the little silver well,
Where truth, if truth there be, doth dwell.
A man, fallen on hard times, sold his art collection but kept his wine cellar. When asked why he did not sell his wine, he said, ìA man can live without art, but not without culture.
The peoples of the Mediterranean began to emerge from barbarism when they learnt to cultivate the olive and the wine.
The importance of wine shows up early in the Bible: And Noah began to be a husbandman, and he planted a vineyard.
This wine is too good for toast-drinking, my dear. You do not want to mix emotions up with a wine like that. You lose the taste
One should write not unskillfully in the running hand, be able to sing in a pleasing voice, and keep good time to music; and, lastly, a man should not refuse a little wine when it is pressed upon him.
Wine makes a man more pleased with himself; I do not say it makes him more pleasing to others.
Presenting the cork is wine nonsense, a ritual invented by captains and sommeliers. The wine snob does not resent ritual. There is infinite ritual in the etiquette of serving wine. But most of it at least hints at style or purpose. Placing an unsightly cork on the tablecloth hints at absurdity.