Wine brings to light the hidden secrets of the soul, gives being to our hopes, bids the coward flight, drives dull care away, and teaches new means for the accomplishment of our wishes.
There are calumnies against which even innocence loses courage.
The ear of the bridled horse is in the mouth.
Let those who drink not, but austerely dine, dry up in law; the Muses smell of wine.
Money, as it increases, becomes either the master or the slave of ts owner.
Wine unlocks the breast.