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

Wine is sunlight, held together by water.

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

Beer is made by men, wine by God.

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.

There is communion of more than our bodies when bread is broken and wine drunk.

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