quote by Alexander Fleming

Penicillin cures, but wine makes people happy.

— Alexander Fleming

Most Powerful Vineyards quotations

Unless man is committed to the belief that all mankind are his brothers, then he labors in vain and hypocritically in the vineyards of equality.

Behold the rain which descends from heaven upon our vineyards;

there it enters the roots of the vines, to be changed into wine; a constant proof that God loves us, and loves to see us happy.

Drinking good wine with good food in good company is one of life's most civilized pleasures.

Why do strong arms fatigue themselves with frivolous dumbbells? To dig a vineyard is worthier exercise for men.

Why do strong arms fatigue themselves with frivolous dumbbells? To dig a vineyard is worthier exercise for men.

The older I get, the better I used to be.

But Portugal has a peaceful feel about it.

I sit on the terrace overlooking the vineyard there and I feel cut off from the world. You need that sort of thing.

It is well to remember that there are five reasons for drinking: the arrival of a friend, one's present or future thirst, the excellence of the cognac, or any other reason

The Italians always made good wine, but you had the impression they were friendly guys in straw hats running family vineyards with slaves or something so that the vino was never more than ten bucks a bottle.

The older I get, the better I was.

Dear brothers and sisters, after the great Pope John Paul II, the cardinals have elected me - a simple, humble worker in the vineyard of the Lord.

Wine makes every meal an occasion, every table more elegant, every day more civilized.

When it comes to wine, I tell people to throw away the vintage charts and invest in a corkscrew. The best way to learn about wine is the drinking.

When the wine is in, the wit is out.

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

Men are like a fine wine. They all start out like grapes, and it's our job to stomp on them and keep them in the dark until they mature into something you'd like to have dinner with.

The great Master Gardener, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, in a wonderful providence, with his own hand, planted me here, where by his grace, in this part of his vineyard, I grow; and here I will abide till the great Master of the vineyard think fit to transplant me.

It is better to hide ignorance, but it is hard to do this when we relax over wine.

My only regret in life is that I did not drink more wine.

Drinking wine was not a snobbism nor a sign of sophistication nor a cult;

it was as natural as eating and to me as necessary.

Bourbon's the only drink. You can take all that champagne stuff and pour it down the English Channel. Well, why wait 80 years before you can drink the stuff? Great vineyards, huge barrels aging forever, poor little old monks running around testing it, just so some woman in Tulsa, Oklahoma can say it tickles her nose.

Today, for the first time in history, a Bishop of Rome sets foot on English soil. This fair land, once a distant outpost of the pagan world, has become, through the preaching of the Gospel, a beloved and gifted portion of Christ's vineyard.

Wine rejoices the heart of man and joy is the mother of all virtues.

I work like a labourer on a farm or in a vineyard.

Things come to me slowly. My vocabulary of forms, for instance, has not been the discovery of a day. It took shape in spite of myself... That is why I am always working on a hundred different things at the same time.

I can certainly see that you know your wine.

Most of the guests who stay here wouldn't know the difference between Bordeaux and Claret.

Today I begin a new life. Today I shed my old skin which hath, too long, suffered the bruises of failure and the wounds of mediocrity. Today I am born anew and my birthplace is a vineyard where there is fruit for all.

The best way to learn about wine is in the drinking

What though youth gave love and roses, Age still leaves us friends and wine

Wine brings to light the hidden secrets of the soul.

The wine-cup is the little silver well, Where truth, if truth there be, doth dwell.

We take for granted the slow miracle whereby water in the irrigation of a vineyard becomes wine. It is only when Christ turns water into wine, in a quick motion, as it were, that we stand amazed.

Some turn to vinegar, but the best improve with age.

Wine is the most civilized thing in the world.

God made only water, but man made wine.