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

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

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

Wine is bottled poetry.

Beer is made by men, wine by God.

Wine is sunlight, held together by water.

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

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

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