Pastoral Resources

I took up French boys and wine and I studied psychology.

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

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.

Is it honest for me to go and sit there on communion day and drink the wine and eat the bread while feeling it all to be mummery?

The Wine of Life keeps oozing drop by drop, The Leaves of Life keep falling one by one.

And much as Wine has played the Infidel, And robbed me of my Robe of Honor Well, I often wonder what the Vintners buy One half so precious as the stuff they sell.

A book of verses underneath the bough, A jug of wine, a loaf of bread-and thou.

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

My books are water; those of the great geniuses are wine - everybody drinks water.

Wine hath drowned more men than the sea.

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

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

I'll tell you the truth: I had a double brandy before the game but, before, it used to be four bottles of whisky. Not any more. I was fine. I had a glass of wine after the game. But it was just a mouthful.

I love everything that's old, - old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wine.

I think that at the supper I neither receive flesh nor blood, but bread and wine; which bread when it is broken, and the wine when it is drunken, put me in remembrance how that for my sins the body of Christ was broken, and his blood shed on the cross.

You know how you wake up in the morning and sometimes you look gorgeous and other times you look like you got hit by a mack truck? I realized that my mack truck is food. If I have no sugar, yeast or wine, I have no undereye bags and my skin is perfect.

The only advice I can give to aspiring writers is don't do it unless you're willing to give your whole life to it. Red wine and garlic also helps.

I spent ninety percent of my money on wine, women and song and just wasted the other ten percent.

Hide our ignorance as we will, an evening of wine soon reveals it.