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

To divide one's life by years is of course to tumble into a trap set by our own arithmetic. The calendar consents to carry on its dull wall-existence by the arbitrary timetables we have drawn up in consultation with those permanent commuters, Earth and Sun. But we, unlike trees, need grow no annual rings.

My son is 7 years old. I am 54. It has taken me a great many years to reach that age. I am more respected in the community, I am stronger, I am more intelligent and I think I am better than he is. I don't want to be a pal, I want to be a father.

By the end of high school I was not of course an educated man, but I knew how to try to become one

If food is the body of good living, wine is its soul.

A sense of humor is the ability to understand a joke-and that the joke is oneself.

Cheese is milk's leap towards immortality.