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Add Anchovies To Almost Anything, In Moderation, And It Will Taste Better.

If It's Red, French, Costs Too Much, And Tastes Like The Water That's Left In The Vase After The Flowers Have Died And Rotted, It's Probably Burgundy.

Bottles Of Wine Aren't Like Paintings. At Some Point You Have To Consume Them. The Object In Life Is To Die With No Bottles Of Wine In Your Cellar. To Drink Your Last Bottle Of Wine And Go To Sleep That Night And Not Wake Up.

The Capacity For Friendship Is God's Way Of Apologizing For Our Families.

There's A Socialist Bias To The Consensus Of The Literary World: A '30s Mentality That Says Factory Workers Are More Worthy Of Our Attention.