Never did a great man hate good wine.

Can there be any greater dotage in the world than for one to guide and direct his courses by the sound of a bell, and not by his own judgment.

I am going to seek a grand perhaps.

I drink for the thirst to come.

A man of good sense always believes what he is told, and what he finds written down.

The scent of wine, oh how much more agreeable, laughing, praying, celestial and delicious it is than that of oil!

The farce is finished. I go to seek a vast perhaps.