Wine speaks to all the senses: the eyes behold the color, tone and shade; the nose, the bouquet; the fingers and lips caress the cool crystal; the ears delight in the subtle swishing of the liquid; the tongue rejoices in the reward of a rich harvest. – Mary Lou Collins Posch

Bacchus scatters devouring cares. – Horace

A man who was fond of wine was offered some grapes at dessert after dinner. “Much obliged,” said he, pushing the plate aside; “I am not accustomed to take my wine in pills.” – Anthelme Brillat-Savarin, A Handbook of Gastronomy (Physiologie du goût), 1825,