Top 1200 Wine Love Quotes & Sayings - Page 20

I enjoyed retirement the right way... linguine con vongole, red wine and plenty of truffle cheese.

My fantasy is to have a restaurant where there are no written menus, but where you just ask people, 'What are you in the mood for? Fish? Meat? White wine?'

Life is too short, and I'm Italian. I'd much rather eat pasta and drink wine than be a size 0.

I am thinking about launching a wine website where there is a deal and the crowd can dictate how cheap it can get.

I enjoyed retirement the right way linguine con vongole, red wine and plenty of truffle cheese.

The trouble with some cooking is that the real flavours get cancelled out by the wine, cream, and butter sauces.

I thought of calorie-counting as a budget: I was happy to skip bread at dinner so I could 'spend' on a glass of wine.

My chosen drink would be a Southern Comfort, lime and lemonade, a dry martini or a good red wine.

Cannes is a little bit like French wine. There are certain years that people prefer over others.

I like good food and decent wine as much as Roy Jenkins does, but I keep quiet about it.

Women are like wine: strong, spirited, full bodied, intoxicating, and potent. And we never cease to surprise.

Things of greatest profit are set forth with least price. Where the wine is neat there needeth no live blush.

My manner of living is plain and I do not mean to be put out of it. A glass of wine and a bit of mutton are always ready.

Love can never make you weak, and love is not restricted to opposite sex. I love my parents, I love my animals, and I love my profession.

Spritzers are festive yet economical. By adding seltzer and juice, you stretch the number of people a bottle of wine serves.

Good Chianti, that aged, majestic and proud wine, enlivens my heart, and frees it painlessly from all fatigue and sadness.

When a private talk over a bottle of wine is broadcast on the radio, what can it mean but that the world is turning into a concentration camp?

The Spanish wine, my God, it is foul, catpiss is champagne compared, this is the sulphurous urination of some aged horse.

The impression is that love is something that happens to you like magic. That love is something others do for you, but that you cannot do for yourself. Love is not something you wait for. Love doesn't just happen. Love is something you do. When you want love, give love. Moment to moment, you make the choice whether to give love and be loved.

My wife will tell you that if you feel my hands before I walk on for a performance, you could chill a bottle of wine.

French culture is known for many great attributes, some of which probably have nothing to do with food, wine, and romance.

Love, like everything else, exists in a spectrum. Love of another, love of the world, love of God, all these loves are really one love in different degrees of light and density.

The camera, you know, will never capture you. Photography, in my experience, has the miraculous power of transferring wine into water.

Better one bite at forty, of truths bitter rind, than the hot wine that gushed from the vintage of twenty.

My fantasy is to have a restaurant where there are no written menus, but where you just ask people, What are you in the mood for? Fish? Meat? White wine?

Even more importantly, it's wine, food and the arts. Incorporating those three enhances the quality of life.

I really like the melody "Red Wine Is Good For My Heart" and people respond to it. I decided to put it on the album.

If wine tells truth - and so have said the wise, It makes me laugh to think how brandy lies!

Let now the chimneys blaze And cups o'erflow with wine; Let well-tuned words amaze With harmony divine.

Branson ate his salad, and left the rest of his fish untouched, while Grace tucked into his steak and kidney pudding with relish. 'I read a while ago,' he told Branson, 'that the French drink more red wine than the English but live longer. The Japanese eat more fish than the English but drink less wine and live longer. The Germans eat more red meat than the English, and drink more beer and they live longer too. You know the moral of this story? 'No' 'It's not what you eat or drink - it's speaking English that kills you.

People mature with age and experience. I hope I more resemble a fine wine than bad vinegar.

Candlelight and red wine? I don't know. Vulnerability catches me off guard every single time.

Sir, I did not count your glasses of wine, why should you number up my cups of tea?

When you paint late at night, drinking beer or wine or both, you gotta be very careful to watch what you are doing.

The torpid artist seeks inspiration at any cost, by virtue or by vice, by friend or by fiend, by prayer or by wine.

I am grateful to have been loved and to be loved now and to be able to love, because that liberates. Love liberates. It doesn't just hold - that's ego. Love liberates. It doesn't bind. Love says, 'I love you. I love you if you're in China. I love you if you're across town. I love you if you're in Harlem. I love you. I would like to be near you. I'd like to have your arms around me. I'd like to hear your voice in my ear. But that's not possible now, so I love you. Go.'

It is the crushed grape that gives out the blood-red wine: it is the suffering soul that breathes the sweetest melodies.

I think wine is such a big universe that it's kind of like food - it's intimidating to a lot of people, myself included.

I'm just as content sitting on the floor playing Barbies with my kids as I am having a glass of wine with my girlfriends.

Pour out wine till I become a wanderer from myself; for in selfhood and existence I have felt only fatigue.

Whether love of friend, love of country, love of God, or even love of enemy—love reveals to us the truly miraculous nature of the human spirit.

I love what I do, and I only want more. I love the whole process. I love designing, I love figuring out how to make the clothes happen, I love the ad campaigns.

I love making movies. I love writing. I love acting. I love it, and I feel really blessed to be able to actually make a living with something I love doing.

I've always wanted to improve on the idea of living well, In moderation, wine is good for you - mentally, physically, and spiritually.

I threw the pearl of my soul into a cup of wine. I went down the primrose path to the sound of flutes. I lived on honeycomb.

One of my experiences around feminist risk and change is that it's difficult, if not impossible, to put new wine into old wineskins.

I was out once and had wine and I got sick to my stomach, and I vowed I would never drink again.

Be temperate in your drinking, remembering that too much wine cannot keep either a secret or a promise.

Wine gives a man nothing... it only puts in motion what had been locked up in frost.

The sight of blood to crowds begets the thirst of more, As the first wine-cup leads to the long revel.

I love, love writing about Los Angeles. I love exploring every part of it. And I find, rather than a burden, it's actually one of the most enjoyable parts of the writing process for me. I love everything about L.A. Okay, not the traffic. But I love the way it looks. I love the geography. I love the diversity.

If you are poor, avoid wine as a costly luxury; if you are rich, shun it as a fatal indulgence. Stick to plain water.

Long before I became 'rich and famous' I just sat round drinking wine and staring at the walls.

The problem is that many MPs never see the London that exists beyond the wine bars and brothels of Westminster.

I love my job. I love fighting for what I believe in. I love having fun while doing it. I love reporting stories that the Complex refuses to report. I love fighting back, I love finding allies, and - famously - I enjoy making enemies.

I love places that have an incredible history. I love the Italian way of life. I love the food. I love the people. I love the attitudes of Italians.

I like to keep things simple. It's really about the wine, food and the beach view. Nothing can beat that.

Even if I overcompensate, nobody will ever want me. Not Seth. Not my folks. You can’t kiss someone who has no lips. Oh, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me. I’ll be anybody you want me to be

Reserve is no more essentially connected with understanding than a church organ with devotion, or wine with good-nature.

I told my wife a man is like wine, he gets better with age. She locked me in the cellar.