“What a madly gay little wine, my dear!" M. Cliquot said, repressing, but not soon enough, a grimace of pain. "One would say a Tavel of a good year," I cried, "if one were a complete bloody fool." I did… — A.J. Liebling Copy Share Image
“Khrushchev, too, looks like the kind of man his physicians must continually try to diet, and historians will some day correlate these sporadic deprivations,… — A.J. Liebling Copy Share Image
“What a madly gay little wine, my dear!" M. Cliquot said, repressing, but not soon enough, a grimace of pain. "One would say a… — A.J. Liebling Copy Share Image
“Moreover, these town toasts ate magnificently, and boasted of the quality of the meals their admirers provided for them. It was the age not… — A.J. Liebling Copy Share Image
“... in the youth of middle age--square-shouldered, stocky, decisive, blatantly virile-- ...” — A.J. Liebling Copy Share Image
