One sip of this wine and you will go mad with drunkenness. You will drop your masks and tear your clothes — destroying everything that separates you from the Lover. Once you taste the fruit of this vine, you will be kicked out of the city of yourself. You will forget the world. You will forget yourself. I tell you: you will become a madman who wanders the streets looking for the Lover once you drink this Wine of Love.
~ Kamand Kojouri
Your love was a vine - enchanting and beautiful, crawling around my heart and up my throat; then it strangled me. Your love, hauntingly tragic.
~ Melody Lee
We must continually abide in the vine, so that we can keep bearing lasting fruits
~ Lailah Gifty Akita
A vine bears three grapes, the first of pleasure, the second of drunkenness, and the third of repentance.
~ Diogenes Laërtius
Beauty is not all there is of poetry. It must contain the truth. It is not simply an oak, rude and grand, neither is it simply a vine. It is both. Around the oak of truth runs the vine of beauty.
~ Robert Green Ingersoll
