Author: ERIC NEUHOFF
Champagne is like happiness. It is its close cousin, its indispensable complement. There is never enough of it. One must not try to define it. The first thing that disappears with champagne is time. You stop looking at your watch. Consequently, you start saying foolish things. You believe yourself to be desperately intelligent. Life regains its rights. Everything becomes lively, becomes fascinating. Champagne makes life plural. It is a drink that hates the present. Magic is not absent from the process. Today fades away. It is already tomorrow. It is still yesterday. You hold centiliters of hope or nostalgia between your fingers, your choice.
Publisher: ALBIN MICHEL (12/1997), 15x19 cm, 75 pages, paperback.