From wine what sudden friendship springs?

Wine makes all sorts of creatures at table.

Where the drink goes in, there the wit goes out.

The wine in the bottell doth not quench thirst. [The wine in the bottle does not quench thirst.]

A medium Vodka dry Martini--with a slice of lemon peel. Shaken and not stirred.

Bring me wine, but wine which never grew In the belly of the grape, Or grew on vine whose tap-roots, reaching through Under the Andes to the Cape, Suffered no savor of the earth to escape.