Wine to me is passion. It's family and friends. It's warmth of heart and generosity of spirit.
What though youth gave love and roses, Age still leaves us friends and wine
I love everything that's old, - old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wine.
It is well to remember that there are five reasons for drinking: the arrival of a friend, one's present or future thirst, the excellence of the cognac, or any other reason
Good wine is a good familiar creature if it be well used.
Age appears to be best in four things; old wood best to burn, old wine to drink, old friends to trust, and old authors to read.
Life is too short to drink bad wine.
I cook with wine, sometimes I even add it to the food.
If all be true that I do think, There are five reasons we should drink: Good wine - a friend - or being dry - Or lest we should be by and by - Or any other reason why.
What is better than to sit at the end of the day and drink wine with friends, or substitutes for friends?
When men drink, then they are rich and successful and win lawsuits and are happy and help their friends. Quickly, bring me a beaker of wine, so that I may wet my mind and say something clever.
Life's too short to drink bad wine or smoke poor cigars.
A man cannot make him laugh - but that's no marvel; he drinks no wine.
Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine.
Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship; and pass the rosy wine.
And, when night Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.
Give me a bowl of wine,
In this I bury all unkindness.
You Too? I thought I was the only one.
O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil.
I have lived temperately....I double the doctor's recommendation of a glass and a half wine each day and even treble it with a friend.
Give me a bowl of wine. I have not that alacrity of spirit Nor cheer of mind that I was wont to have.
One sip of this will bathe the drooping spirits in delight, beyond the bliss of dreams.
Champagne for my real friends and real pain for my sham friends.
The older I get, the better I was.
The older I get, the better I used to be.
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