When asked what wine he liked to drink, he replied, "That which belongs to another."

A bottle of wine was good company.

If there is a verity in wine, according to the old adage, what an amiable-natured character Dick's must have been! In proportion as he took in wine he overflowed with kindness.

When I demanded of my friend what viands he preferred,
He quoth: "A large cold bottle, and a small hot bird!"

'Cause I heard Jesus, he drank wine
And I bet we'd get along just fine.
He could calm a storm and heal the blind,
And I bet he'd understand a heart like mine.

I find friendship to be like wine, raw when new, ripened with age, the true old man's milk and restorative cordial.

Shakespeare gets to the root of the alcohol question in his well-known statement—'Good wine is a good, familiar creature if it be well used.'

.. and these days I've come to prefer the more steady Bordeaux. I am no longer up to champagne from Ay: it's like a mistress: sparkling, flighty, vivacious, wayward - and not to be trusted. But Bordeaux is like a friend who in time of trouble and misfortune stands by us always, anywhere, ready to give us help, or just to share our quiet leisure. So raise your glasses - to our friend Bordeaux!

From wine what sudden friendship springs!

136. Old wine and an old friend are good provisions.

I’m an animal! he exulted. I’m a dumb, stupid animal and I’m going to drink!

But to give him anything to drink was impossible, or would have been so had not the landlord bored a reed, and putting one end in his mouth poured the wine into him through the other; all which he bore with patience rather than sever the ribbons of his helmet.

You know,” he laughed easily, “with all the goddam drinkin’ Ah’ve done, Ah still can’t remember the taste of it unless Ah got the bottle right with me.

But I made him my friend, and now he is unique in all the world.