The wine- it made her limbs loose and liquid, made her feel that a hummingbird had taken the place of her heart.
Jodi PicoultMots clés wine jodiepicoult palin-truth
And you, their best beloved one, are now to me, flesh of my flesh; blood of my blood; kin of my kin; my bountiful wine-press for awhile; and shall later on be my companion and my helper.
Bram StokerMots clés flesh wine beloved blood companion helper kin
Take a glass of wine while reading, your feet on the back of your slave. This is the best combination of pleasures that is.
Danny TyranMots clés wine reading-books pleasures
Soon you catch your first glimpse of a vineyard basking in the sun, its broad leaves silently turning sunlight into sugar, ripening vitis vinifera, the European grapes that make the world’s finest wines. For a moment you might imagine you’ve been mysteriously wafted to the French countryside, but no, this is the East End of Long Island, the most exciting new wine region in North America. You’ve reached your destination, but your journey of discovery has barely begun
Jane Taylor StarwoodMots clés food travel wine nonfiction long-island
Love is meant to be sipped, rather than chugged, like a glass of wine you drink strait from the bottle.
Dark Jar Tin ZooMots clés humor love funny wine drink
It was baking hot in the square when we came out after lunch with our bags and the rod-case to go to Burguete. People were on top of the bus, and others were climbing up a ladder. Bill went up and Robert sat beside Bill to save a place for me, and I went back in the hotel to get a couple of bottles of wine to take with us. When I came out the bus was crowded. Men and women were sitting on all the baggage and boxes on top, and the women all had their fans going in the sun. It certainly was hot. Robert climbed down and fitted into the place he had saved on the one wooden seat that ran across the top. Robert Cohn stood in the shade of the arcade waiting for us to start. A Basque with a big leather wine-bag in his lap lay across the top of the bus in front of our seat, leaning back against our legs. He offered the wine-skin to Bill and to me, and when I tipped it up to drink he imitated the sound of a klaxon motor-horn so well and so suddenly that spilled some of the wine, and everybody laughed. He apologized and made me take another drink. He made the klaxon again a little later, and it fooled me the second time. He was very good at it. The Basques liked it. The man next to Bill was talking to him in Spanish and Bill was not getting it, so he offered the man one of the bottles of wine. The man waved it away. He said it was too hot and he had drunk too much at lunch. When Bill offered the bottle the second time he took a long drink, and then the bottle went all over that part of the bus. Every one took a drink very politely, and then they made us cork it up and put it away. They all wanted us to drink from their leather wine-bottles. They were peasants going up into the hills.
Ernest HemingwayMots clés alcohol wine basque-people
One drop of wine is enough to redden a whole glass of water.
Victor HugoMots clés wine glass drop victor notre-dame hugo
The first miracle Jesus performed was instant winemaking. No wonder people loved Him! He probably received a bunch of wedding invitations after that one.
Dillon BurroughsMots clés jesus spirituality wine christianity-and-alcohol
Wer nicht liebt Wein, Weib, und Gesang,
Der bleibt ein Narr sein Lebenlang
(He who loves not Wine, Women and Song
Remains a fool his whole life long)
Mots clés love women humour song wine
This wine is grand. This poison is grand. It is fine to have good wine to drink, and good poison to kill with, is it not?
("The Wondersmith")
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