If I COULD DRINK only one WINE, it WOULD be CHAMPAGNE.

Mirth is the sweet wine of HUMAN life. It should be OFFERED SPARKLING with zestful life unto GOD.

I always WEAR BLUE shirts and I LIKE WINE or PURPLE ties.

With WINE, you don't REALLY have to KNOW what you're TALKING about, you just have to know what you LIKE.

Do not let friars enter your WINE cellars for FEAR they will BLESS every barrel and CHANGE the wine into blood.

Days of wine and roses laugh and run AWAY, LIKE a CHILD at play.

As we say in the American Institute of Wine and FOOD, SMALL helpings, no SECONDS. A LITTLE bit of everything. No snacking. And have a good time.

That's why I love WINE, it opens people up, BRINGS people together, and it's an IMPORTANT part of so MANY of my favourite memories.

Sometimes it would be nice to just have some red wine with DINNER, but it's not worth the risk. I have a great life, a great SITUATION. Why would I WANT to risk self-destructive BEHAVIOUR?

I would just LIKE to SAY that OPERA is no longer about fat people in breastplates shattering WINE glasses.

I'm not no 'drink WINE EVERY DAY' KIND of DUDE.

I didn't have a SWEET tooth, but I LIKED BUTTER, and I liked sauces, and I liked WINE... and CURRY... and cheeses.

My HUSBAND and I do LOVE a really GREAT red WINE.

The NAME 'The Tig' comes from a WINE called tignanello, and the first time I had a sip of this wine, it was such an 'aha' moment. I FINALLY understood what people were talking about when they spoke about the body, the LEGS or structure of wine.