Beer is made by men, wine by God.

A dessert without cheese is like a beautiful woman with only one eye.

A poet’s hope: to be, like some valley cheese, local, but prized elsewhere.

All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn’t hurt.

A world without tomatoes is like a string quartet without violins.

Wine is bottled poetry.

Wine is sunlight, held together by water.

As you get older, you shouldn’t waste time drinking bad wine.

Don’t eat anything your great-grandmother wouldn’t recognize as food.

Wine is a constant proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.