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
Every truth passes through three stages before it is recognized. In the first, it is ridiculed, in the second it is opposed, in the third it is regarded as self-evident. – Arthur Schopenhauer
