“What I love about wine is that it's open to anyone, no matter how they're dressed or what they look like. Wine is the great equalizer. (John McGregor)”

“I have bread, water, and love—what more can a man ask for? How about pasta, wine, and sex.”

“Now that I have opened that bottle of memories they're pouring out like wine, crimson and bittersweet.”

“I didn’t know whether it was the wine or the night air that held its sway over me, but I felt alive. I looked up at Beau’s cloudy gray eyes and wondered what he was thinking. At the time, I imagined he was thinking what I was; that I was wrong about everything.If love exists, this is what it feels like.”

“In the next room, perhaps twenty people were sitting around, drinking what looked like wine out of wine-glasses. They were the sort of people William and Louisa used to be in the habit of knowing, a crowd of elegant furniture, like the legs of a herd of gazelle taken together, and equally useless, when all things are considered.”

“It's not sipping wine. It's a mourning wine. You drain it. Like this.”