What is faith? Is it to believe that which is evident? No. It is perfectly evident to my mind that there exists a necessary, eternal, supreme, and intelligent being. This is no matter of faith, but of reason.

I die adoring God, loving my friends, not hating my enemies, and detesting superstition.

I serve your Beaune to my friends, but your Volnay I keep for myself.

Every man is a creature of the age in which he lives and few are able to raise themselves above the ideas of the time.

Wine is the divine juice of September.

God is a circle whose center is everywhere and circumference nowhere.

It is not sufficient to see and to know the beauty of a work. We must feel and be affected by it.