If there was any magic in this world that was not magic, it was wine.

White wine is like electricity. Red wine looks and tastes like a liquified beefsteak.

5749. Wine shews what a Man is.

So flieth folly before wisdom which is in wine

Wine is sunlight, held together by water.

For when the wine is in, the wit is out.

Wine is bottled poetry.

The social prestige of wine at table and at the club must be destroyed through lofty example and polite ridicule; forces which are not always available, and for whose successful operation much time will be required. But the outstanding fact remains, that the world has come to regard liquor in a new and clearer light. Our next generation of poets will contain but few Anacreons, for the thinking element of mankind has robbed the flowing bowl of its fancied virtues and fictitious beauties. The grape, so long permitted to masquerade as the inspirer of wit and art, is now revealed as the mother of ruin and death. The wolf at last stands divested of its sheep’s clothing.

Prosperity is like wine, which goes to the head, and makes man forget his Creator.

Impossibility, like wine
Exhilarates the man
Who tastes it; Possibility
Is flavoreless.

When a Man's exhausted, wine will build his strength.

Wine, wine, wine! Nectar of the gods, balm for the sore heart, glue for the shredded spirit! How did I ever exist without it?” He laughed. “I don’t care if I never see another horn of beer or tankard of mead in all the rest of my life! Wine is civilized. No belches, no farts, no distended belly — on beer, a man becomes a walking cistern.

Son of the Devil, I turn wine into water

Wine is a bride who brings a great dowry to the man who woos her persistently and gracefully.