Wine Quotes - Page 7

When the wine is in, the wit is out.

Southern barbecue is the closest thing we have in the US to Europe’s wines or cheeses; drive a hundred miles and the barbecue changes.

Always carry a corkscrew and the wine shall provide itself.

There is nothing like wine for conjuring up feelings of contentment and goodwill. It is less of a drink than an experience, an evocation, a spirit. It produces sensations that defy description.

Never say the number because it suggest that you are unable to pronounce the name of the wine you are ordering.

In Italy, they add work and life on to food and wine.

There are no great enologists. Only good grapes

Drink wine, not labels.

Wine is the drink of the gods, milk the drink of babes, tea the drink of women, and water the drink of beasts.

Good oil, like good wine, is a gift from the gods. The grape and the olive are among the priceless benefactions of the soil, and were destined, each in its way, to promote the welfare of man.

We are born at a given moment, in a given place and, like vintage years of wine, we have the qualities of the year and of the season of which we are born. Astrology does not lay claim to anything more.

If God forbade drinking, would He have made wine so good?

Lord, by the words of consecration the substance of the bread and wine is converted into the substance of your Body and Blood. All powerful Lord, say over me the word which will change me into You.

Wine ...moderately drunken it doth quicken a man's wits, It doth comfort the heart.

Wine is a peep-hole on a man.

Good company, good wine, good welcome, can make good people.

Why beer is better than wine: human feet are conspicuously absent from beer making.

Wine to me is passion. It's family and friends. It's warmth of heart and generosity of spirit.

Eat bread at pleasure, drink wine by measure.

I hover over the expensive Scotch and then the Armagnac, but finally settle on a glass of rich red claret. I put it near my nose and nearly pass out. It smells of old houses and aged wood and dark secrets, but also of hard, hot sunshine through ancient shutters and long, wicked afternoons in a four-poster bed. It's not a wine, it's a life, right there in the glass.

Day offers two equally necessary sacraments - the benediction of morning and the absolution of dusk. In the morning coffee blesses and in the evening wine absolves.

I would just like to say that opera is no longer about fat people in breastplates shattering wine glasses.

Anyone who tries to make you believe that he knows all about wines is obviously a fake.

With years a richer life begins, the spirit mellow: ripe age gives tones to violins, wine, and good fellows.

Men are like a fine wine. They all start out like grapes, and it's our job to stomp on them and keep them in the dark until they mature into something you'd like to have dinner with.