Most of the confidence which I appear to feel, especially when influenced by noon wine, is only a pretense.

I like my wine like my women -- ready to pass out.

People typically only buy wine in grocery stores when they already know they like it. The type they like really is based on the number of taste buds you have.

All good art is an indiscretion.

I can't stand a naked light bulb, any more than I can a rude remark or a vulgar action.

We all live in a house on fire, no fire department to call; no way out, just the upstairs window to look out of while the fire burns the house down with us trapped, locked in it.