“Anni, amori e bicchieri di vino, nun se contano mai.”’ ‘“Years, lovers and glasses of wine; these things must not be counted.”

“A wine shop was open and I went in for some coffee. It smelled of early morning, of swept dust, spoons in coffee-glasses and the wet circles left by wine glasses.”

“The age-old faith of lovers and poets in the power of love, stronger than death, that Finis vitae sed non amoris [Life ends but not love], is a lie, useless and not even funny.”

“A bottle of wine begs to be shared; I have never met a miserly wine lover”

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

“One drop of wine is enough to redden a whole glass of water.”

“The wine glasses are empty except for that one undrinkable red spot at the bottom.”

“We are all mortal until the first kiss and the second glass of wine.”

“I felt once more how simple and frugal a thing is happiness: a glass of wine, a roast chestnut, a wretched little brazier, the sound of the sea. Nothing else.”

“I was once the wine, and you the wineglass.
I was once alive, when you held me.
God became the glass:
All things left were emptiness.”