“The French are often, when it comes to wine, so formal that they border on the ridiculous.”
“Hey, Bubu, a bottle of good French wine...Sip it slowly, do you most good. You'll sleep. Be happy. And if you want to come downstairs, dance and sing, talk, ok. Do what you want. Here's the wine.”
“In a world of travail and cheap wine the ridiculous becomes sublime”
“When it comes to wine and buttocks, the redder, the better.”
“When the wine goes in, strange things come out.”
“A border--the perimeter of a single massive or stretched-out use of territory--forms the edge of an area of 'ordinary' city. Often borders are thought of as passive objects, or matter-of-factly just as edges. However, a border exerts an active influence.”