There is a communion of more than our bodies when bread is broken and wine drunk.

Probably one of the most private things in the world is an egg until it is broken.

Dictionaries are always fun, but not always reassuring.

There is a communion of more than our bodies when bread is broken and wine drunk.

Sharing food with another human being is an intimate act that should not be indulged in lightly.

Wine and cheese are ageless companions, like aspirin and aches, or June and moon, or good people and noble ventures.

I can no more think of my own life without thinking of wine and wines and where they grew for me and why I drank them when I did and why I picked the grapes and where I opened the oldest procurable bottles, and all that, than I can remember living before I breathed.

War is a beastly business, it is true, but one proof we are human is our ability to learn, even from it, how better to exist.

It is impossible to think of any good meal, no matter how plain or elegant, without soup or bread in it.

The smell of good bread baking like the sound of lightly flowing water is indescribable in its evocation of innocence and delight.

The smell of good bread baking like the sound of lightly flowing water is indescribable in its evocations of innocence and delight.

Cheese has always been a food that both sophisticated and simple humans love.

Probably the most satisfying soup in the world for people who are hungry, as well as for those who are tired or worried or cross or in debt or in a moderate amount of pain or in love or in robust health or in any kind of business huggermuggery, is minestrone.

I never taste the wine first in restaurants, I just ask the waiter to pour.

I'm working harder than ever now, and I'm putting on my pants the same as I always have. I just get up every day and try to do a little better than the day before, and that is to run a great restaurant with great food, great wine, and great service. That's my philosophy.

Sorrow can be alleviated by good sleep, a bath and a glass of wine.

The wine of youth does not always clear with advancing years; sometimes it grows turbid.

Wine is a turncoat; first a friend and then an enemy.

My memory of my mom is a wine glass in one hand and a cigarette in the other. She was a runway fashion model, and she was quite a glamorous woman.

Marriage is like wine. It is not be properly judged until the second glass.

Maybe it's because I'm getting older, I'm finding enjoyment in things that stop time. Just the simple act of tasting a glass of wine is its own event. You're not downing a glass of wine in the midst of doing something else.

Men are like wine - some turn to vinegar, but the best improve with age.

Truth comes out in wine.

Read as you taste fruit or savor wine, or enjoy friendship, love or life.

I would just like to say that opera is no longer about fat people in breastplates shattering wine glasses.

I am not old but mellow like good wine.

I'm like old wine. They don't bring me out very often, but I'm well preserved.

Very good wine was bought at ten pounds per pipe, the contract price; but the superior quality was fifteen pounds; and some of this was not much inferior to the best London Madeira.

Wine makes a man more pleased with himself; I do not say it makes him more pleasing to others.

Why do you have to retire at 65? Why can't you start at 70? You know, like wine. Why can't music be that way? My new band, we're playing stuff that's never been done before.

Friendship's the wine of life: but friendship new... is neither strong nor pure.

Wine hath drowned more men than the sea.

When I put my nose in a glass, it's like tunnel vision. I move into another world, where everything around me is just gone, and every bit of mental energy is focused on that wine.

Wine is constant proof that God loves us and loves to see us happy.

We have found that morals are not, like bacon, to be cured by hanging; nor, like wine, to be improved by sea voyages; nor, like honey, to be preserved in cells.

I have this beautiful antique silver wine decanter that I bought at an auction. I always pour wine from that.

It is a maudlin and indecent verity that comes out through the strength of wine.

If you go back to the Greeks and Romans, they talk about all three - wine, food, and art - as a way of enhancing life.

Whoever would have guessed that in the land of cheap sausages and mashed potatoes there could be such a change which would actually bring the French from Paris every weekend to invade Britain en masse to eat great food and drink great wine.

I wrote a book called The Taste of New Wine because I couldn't find a book that talked about the reality of the situation and how we were dishonest and afraid.

Now the restaurants have begun to catch up with the wine-making; there are numerous great restaurants in Napa Valley, and it's wonderful because the people are there for just that: great food and great wine.

My books are like water; those of the great geniuses are wine. (Fortunately) everybody drinks water.

It is time to get drunk! So as not to be the martyred slaves of Time, get drunk; get drunk without stopping! On wine, on poetry, or on virtue, as you wish.

I cook with wine, sometimes I even add it to the food.

All four elements were happening in equal measure - the cuisine, the wine, the service, and the overall ambience. It taught me that dining could happen at a spiritual level.

To buy very good wine nowadays requires only money. To serve it to your guests is a sign of fatigue.

I learned early to drink beer, wine and whiskey. And I think I was about 5 when I first chewed tobacco.

What I like to drink most is wine that belongs to others.

Most of the confidence which I appear to feel, especially when influenced by noon wine, is only a pretense.