Under the pressure of the cares and sorrows of our mortal condition, men have at all times, and in all countries, called in some physical aid to their moral consolations – wine, beer, opium, brandy, or tobacco.

Too much and too little wine. Give him none, he cannot find truth; give him too much, the same.

Wine is constant proof that God loves us and loves to see us happy.

Wine makes a man more pleased with himself; I do not say it makes him more pleasing to others.

Much of everyday life is filled with opportunities to be distracted. Our possessions… entertainment… cares and anxieties… and even the passionate desire and pursuit of things, some good and not so good, can keep our minds and hearts caught up in a flurry of activity.

Tobacco exports should be expanded aggressively because Americans are smoking less.

You can’t be a real country unless you have a beer and an airline. It helps if you have some kind of a football team, or some nuclear weapons, but at the very least you need a beer.

Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship; and pass the rosy wine.

Every December, I host a tree-trimming party. I serve chili with cornbread and lots of good wine. It’s a wonderful party, and it shows how much adults like to play.

Language is wine upon the lips.

Independence is a heady draught, and if you drink it in your youth, it can have the same effect on the brain as young wine does. It does not matter that its taste is not always appealing. It is addictive and with each drink you want more.

Let a man walk ten miles steadily on a hot summer’s day along a dusty English road, and he will soon discover why beer was invented.

Religion is the sigh of the oppressed creature, the heart of a heartless world, and the soul of soulless conditions. It is the opium of the people.

Music is the wine which inspires one to new generative processes, and I am Bacchus who presses out this glorious wine for mankind and makes them spiritually drunken.

One of the disadvantages of wine is that it makes a man mistake words for thoughts.

O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil.

I intend, before the endgame looms, to die sitting in a chair in my own garden with a glass of brandy in my hand and Thomas Tallis on the iPod. Oh, and since this is England, I had better add, ‚If wet, in the library.‘ Who could say that this is bad?

The wine of youth does not always clear with advancing years; sometimes it grows turbid.

We often represent God to ourselves as being able to draw from non-being a world without sorrows, faults, dangers – a world in which there is no damage, no breakage. This is a conceptual fantasy and makes it impossible to solve the problem of evil.

Some people wanted champagne and caviar when they should have had beer and hot dogs.

That I be not as those are who spend the day in complaining of headache and the night in drinking the wine which gives the headache!

Milk is for babies. When you grow up you have to drink beer.

Wine gives a man nothing… it only puts in motion what had been locked up in frost.

When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.

I learned early to drink beer, wine and whiskey. And I think I was about 5 when I first chewed tobacco.

We are born at a given moment, in a given place and, like vintage years of wine, we have the qualities of the year and of the season of which we are born. Astrology does not lay claim to anything more.

Almost all of our sorrows spring out of our relations with other people.

I’ve always found, give me a pack of cigarettes and a couple of beers, and I do better with that than I do with torture.

Beauty is worse than wine, it intoxicates both the holder and beholder.

I will indulge my sorrows, and give way to all the pangs and fury of despair.

If you want to have a life that is worth living, a life that expresses your deepest feelings and emotions and cares and dreams, you have to fight for it.

My books are like water; those of the great geniuses are wine. (Fortunately) everybody drinks water.

What I like to drink most is wine that belongs to others.

Hide our ignorance as we will, an evening of wine soon reveals it.