Cole Porter Quotes

Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That's all we shall know for truth Before we grow old and die.

It is widely held that too much wine will dull a man's desire. Indeed it will in a dull man.

He who is intoxicated with wine will be sober again in the course of the night, but he who is intoxicated by the cupbearer will not recover his senses until the day of judgement.

Wine, not too much, inspires and make the mind,to the soft joys of Venus strong inclined,which, buried in excess, unapt to love,stupidly lies and knows not hom to move

He knew that Hop-Frog was not fond of wine; for it excited the poor cripple almost to madness; and madness is no comfortable feeling.

I was enamored with him. And I was excited. And I was enjoying it.

Wine is constant proof that God loves us and loves to see us happy.

Man, being reasonable, must get drunk; the best of life is but intoxication.

Oh Cup-bearer, set my glass afire with the light of wine!

Wine gives courage and makes men more apt for passion.

Lust tastes like tequila and love tastes like whiskey. Love burns for longer and warms you up on the inside and sometimes it makes you do stupid things. Tequila makes you wasted.

I love women, I love alcohol, and I love combining the two. If God invented anything better than drunk sex with a hot girl, he kept it to himself.

Gotta love alcohol and sex hormones.

And I sat there getting drunker and drunker and more in love and more in love.

Sometimes when you get hammered till the small hours you feel pretty good in the morning, but really it's just because you're still a bit drunk. That old hangover is just toying with you, working out when to bite.

It was too much Tequila, or not quite enough.

Where there is no wine there is no love.

Maybe she was drunk - the woman never could drink. One little sniff of tequila and she was off into some blonde la-la land.

Still...you turn me on

Drink, sir, is a great provoker of three things . . . nose-painting, sleep, and urine. Lechery, sir, it provokes, and unprovokes; it provokes the desire, but it takes away the performance.

Even when I was dizzy with vodka, that smile never failed to make my heart speed up.

But then the wine came, one glass and then a second glass. And somewhere during that second drink, the switch was flipped. The wine gave me a melting feeling, a warm light sensation in my head, and I felt like safety itself had arrived in that glass, poured out from the bottle and allowed to spill out between us.

There are only three things worthwhile -- fighting, drinking, and making love.

The secret of drunkenness is, that it insulates us in thought, whilst it unites us in feeling.

I would never kiss anyone/ Who doesn't burn me like the sun.