Quotes About Wine

A body without wine is like a dessert without sugar. A pale woman can only be coloured with lipstick and rouge, and a pale man can only be coloured with wine!

Mystery is the wine of this universe. It makes us dizzy and makes us feel happy! Man needs enigma so that he can get rid of the dullness of the reality!

Victory is a good wine; defeat is a good university!

Nuit-Saint-Georges, a French pinot noir from a sub-region of Burgundy's Côte de Nuits. All I can tell you is that it was a profound taste revelation! Ever since that night I have loved

Holiday? Is like, what? I'm a hyperactive girl, so it may be boring for me to be on the beach doing nothing. I just need to find a place for three weeks and work but sleep in the morning, maybe write a little bit, have a glass of red wine. That's my perfect holiday.

Wines are like people. Some are perfect but boring, some are precocious but fail to live up to their promise, and some may be flawed, but the way they may develop is endlessly fascinating.

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.

We read poems from the Oxford Book of Twentieth Century Verse. Neil insisted on spilling wine over my carpet.

Didn't anybody respect tradition, making food by hand, the slow way? Hadn't anyone frittered away a Sunday afternoon at the bodega gorging themselves on the bounty of the land—the sparkling wine, the beautifully constructed chorizo?

Eu as prefera sa beau vin facut de omul care mi-l serveste, fiindca beau persoana insasi. Ma impregnez de fiinta ei, de iubirea ei.

Chocolate and wine: there seems to be an ongoing competition to find out which wines will stand up to the generously mouthcoating sweetness of many chocolate desserts. I love chocolate, and I love intensely sweet wines, but I mostly find the prospective surfeit of the two combined a positive turn-off. If we are talking surfeits, I prefer fresh cream with my chocolate, and good coffee to follow, please. There are better things that combine with sweet wines.

Vous vous intéressez aux vins? - Ça me donne une contenance; ça fait français. Et puis il faut s'intéresser à quelque chose, dans la vie, je trouve que ça aide.

You have to take an interest in something in life, I told myself. I wondered what could interest me, now that I was finished with love. I could take a course in wine tasting, maybe, or start collecting model airplanes.

Hay vinos que son como algunos seres.

Newton se ocupa de la manzana que cae; Dom Pérignon, de la vid que sale de la tierra. El primero encierra el cosmos en fórmulas; el segundo, en botellas. El

El vino es una metáfora de la vida… o viceversa.

Someone should tell scientists they don't need to keep finding reasons for us to drink a glass of wine at night.

El cristianismo, al fin, y a pesar de la Magdalena, es religión de hombres -se decía Gertrudis-; masculinos el Padre, el Hijo y el Espíritu Santo...!>>. Pero ¿y la Madre? La religión de la Madre está en: <> y en pedir a su Hijo que provea de vino a una bodas, de vino que embriaga y alegra y hace olvidar penas, y para que el Hijo le diga: <<¿Qué tengo yo que ver contigo, mujer? Aún no ha venido mi hora>>

Millions, Señor —then what would I do?" "Ah," the American said, "then you could retire, move to a small coastal fishing village where you could just sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take a siesta with your wife, stroll into the village in the evening where you could sip wine and play guitar with your amigos." (Author unknown)

Most bad," the host concluded. "If you ask me, something sinister lurks in men who avoid wine, games, the company of lovely women, and dinnertime conversation. Such people are either gravely ill or secretly detest everyone around them.

We might have coupled In the bed-ridden monopoly of a moment Or broken flesh with one another At the profane communion table Where wine is spill'd on promiscuous lips We might have given birth to a butterfly With the daily-news Printed in blood on its wings

Love Songs (section III) - 1882-1966 We might have coupled In the bed-ridden monopoly of a moment Or broken flesh with one another At the profane communion table Where wine is spilled on promiscuous lips We might have given birth to a butterfly With the daily news Printed in blood on its wings.

There was no whimsical 'sip of wine at Thanksgiving' for us kids while we were still teenagers. This was the Clinton era, and my parents were already worried about the moral deterioration of the country.

i s njom nije bilo dosadno pijuckati burgundac, razgovarati o tome kako su ljudi glupi, slabi uglavnom, nesretni, slušati jesenji vjetar kako pla?e oko ku?e, plamen kako liže u pe?i, a Jadviga pri?a o ljubavi i o tome kako je ljubav najve?a laž me?u lažima. Jedan jedini put ljubila je u životu, a i to je bilo glupo.