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

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

Wine is sunlight, held together by water.

Wine is bottled poetry.

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

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.

Let things taste of what they are.

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