Quote by Margaret Atwood

“The tulips along the border are redder than ever, opening, no longer wine cups but chalices; thrusting themselves up, to what end? They are,…

— Margaret Atwood

“Fill till the wine o'erswell the cup”

— William Shakespeare

“...The old bottles lay dreaming of new wine. I picked up my breast, which had gone out. By other lights I go looking for…

— W.S. Merwin

“Given a little wine, you will find folks are the same no matter what side of the railroad tracks they came from.”

— Nancy B. Brewer

“I unwind with wine—or a few counter clockwise turns.”

— Jarod Kintz

“They are not long, the days of wine and roses: Out of a misty dream Our path emerges for awhile, then closes Within a…

— Ernest Dowson

“They are not long, the weeping and the laughter, Love and desire and hate: I think they have no portion in us after We…

— Ernest Dowson

“Drink deep the cup of life; take it's dark wine into your soul. For it passes round the table only once.”

— Jack McDevitt

“The wine is drawn, M. le Marquis...we must drink it.′”

— Anonymous

“I start back, only to find the maze has changed itself around. The paths are not where they were before. Of course. It can't…

— Holly Black

“The Destiny Of A Drunkard Is In The Bottle .”

— peter irabor

“There are no more gates, only hinges clinging to the walls like broken spiders.”

— J. Anderson Coats