"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 vi..."
- Kamand Kojouri
"My mama is my feeding bottle... She never goes empty no matter how deep I sip! Thank you mum!"
- Israelmore Ayivor
"I forgot to supannoyancefrom his glass full ofmingled dread and rageNow let me takea small draught of solacefrom my own little cupfull of predicaments!From the poem- Draught"
- Munia Khan