"Whoever has had a grief to appease, a memory to evoke, a sorrow to drown, a castle in Spain to build(??)-all have at one time invoked the mysterious god who lies concealed in the fibers of the grapevine. How radiant are those wine-induced visions, brilliantly illuminated by the inner sun!" -Charles Baudelaire, On Wine and Hashish
What prose and insight from the mind of madness gripped by opium addiction...the beauty and truth of the dignities of drink and its potential for destructiveness or transport.
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