Top 55 Champagne Quotes

I left Guiding Light so many times, they ran out of champagne.

I thrive on cheese and champagne.

My husband and I went to Bald Head Island for our four-year anniversary. We spent the night in bed with champagne, tequila and Krispy Kreme doughnuts and watched a boxing match on Showtime.

All the times being like, ‘Who rented this car and why are we going to this place?’ You take the easy route and go, ‘Oh, thanks for the champagne. I’ll have another.’

When we were writing ‘In Our Bones,’ everything was bubbly champagne all the time so that’s what ended up on the record.

There’s nothing undignified about lying about all day and being waited on by servants, sipping bloody champagne.

Whiskey’s to tough, Champagne costs too much, Vodka puts my mouth in gear. I hope this refrain, Will help me explain, As a matter of fact, I like beer.

If I could drink only one wine, it would be Champagne.

Fraud is common when you give away billions. Fraud related to Hurricane Katrina spending is estimated to top $2 billion. In addition, debit cards provided to hurricane victims were used to pay for Caribbean vacations, NFL tickets, Dom Perignon champagne, ‘Girls Gone Wild’ videos, and at least one sex change operation.

Life’s not fair, is it? Some of us drink champagne in the fast lane, and some of us eat our sandwiches by the loose chippings on the A597.

I think getting drunk is the key to flying comfortably. A couple of bloody marys or several glasses of champagne, and suddenly it’s like you’re on a roller coaster.

I’m always around people who want to drink very expensive champagne. But only when it’s a celebration of success.

The champagne was flowing like the Potomac in flood.

The champagne tastes the same if you’re sitting bolt upright or sunk back into a sofa, so you might as well be upright, because you look better.

I want to drink champagne from ladies’ shoes.

Getting hit on by both genders is such a champagne problem.

There is this image of a guy in a hot tub, drinking champagne with two buxom blondes. But that is not the real me. I am a father, and I am a grandfather, too.

My life has changed because my access has changed, and so has the level of privacy in my life, but these are champagne problems, because I wouldn’t rather be back auditioning. And change can be really good – as long as your character is intact.

Romance is quite an overblown word. This idea of chocolates and champagne and that’s it. There’s more to love than that. Romance is quite a soppy word. Love is much more important.

Some people wanted champagne and caviar when they should have had beer and hot dogs.

After all, what is your host’s purpose in having a party? Surely not for you to enjoy yourself; if that were their sole purpose, they’d have simply sent champagne and women over to your place by taxi.

‘It Girl’ is such a weird term. It implies I go to parties and drink champagne.

I’m not a super carbonated guy: some people like drinking their beer like it’s a champagne, right? It’s not my vibe.

If the Age of Sport has been all champagne and roses hitherto, then expect our love affair with its newly-acquired prominence to become increasingly tainted by scandals about cheating. Sport is losing its shine and allure.

Chocolate is maybe my only vice. In particular, Godiva’s champagne truffles. Or Dean & Deluca vanilla cupcakes. Just thinking about them – oh my gosh!

People don’t realize it, but no one lives that rock and roll life 24-7. They think it’s hundreds of bottles of champagne flowing and private jets and money. But there’s a lot of time when you’re traveling – time to think, time to be lonely. Sometimes it gets to you.

We are staunch and true and in rather a champagne mood.

I’ve worked in a call centre and as a nightclub waitress. I served champagne to Rihanna.

I am called a legend, and people see me as one, but because of that, I don’t think I should have to hide at home and only go on holidays, drink champagne, and watch TV. I am somebody that wants to impact onto people’s lives.

The oil under Libya is the champagne of oil, drop for drop the world’s most valuable.

Something that is very special today might not be special tomorrow, but to hold it, to grasp it, to keep it, to make it special, to elevate it from the ordinary, that’s when you open up the champagne. To make it sparkle.

Buying sports cars, going to expensive nightclubs, spraying people with champagne and things like that – what I learnt is that it wasn’t for me, and, in fact, I feel pretty empty after doing that.

Biggie has been the logo for success, the logo for doing it big – from popping champagne, the ladies, the fashion.

Best wine if you’re stranded on a deserted island? 1982 Salon Champagne.

I went to Floridita on Wardour Street when I was 18. All I could afford was pumpkin soup and a glass of champagne, but it was worth it.

I’m getting to the point, I’m in my 11th year, I don’t want to play 82 games and then exit to watch somebody else pop champagne I’m tired of that. I want to compete for a championship.

When I played the Sahara Hotel in Las Vegas on New Year’s Eve, I got to bring Wiley, my 85-pound black lab. He’s responsible for my favorite New Year’s memory of all: At the end of the show, he ran onstage and then out across all the tables in the showroom, sending champagne glasses and gamblers flying.

Champagne for my real friends and real pain for my sham friends.

A woman should never be seen eating or drinking, unless it be lobster salad and Champagne, the only true feminine and becoming viands.

Champagne Jerry records are definitely, in one way, on the very far end of the weird spectrum of rap music, then, in another way, very far on the weird punk spectrum.

The difference between the American version of ‘Live Aid’ and the British one – in England, if you wanted a cup of tea, you made it yourself. If you wanted a sandwich, you bought it. In typical American style, at the American concert, there were laminated tour passes and champagne and caviar.

Carbon’s eastern neighbor on the table, nitrogen, dresses up diamonds in pinks, yellows, oranges, and brownish tints known romantically as ‘champagne.’

Drinking isn’t tops on my agenda. In fact, I hate champagne… and all white wines, for that matter.

It’s not like I’m against alcohol. It’s just a decision I made, and if you’ve never had it, you don’t miss it. I’ve been drenched in champagne a few times over my career. I might have a drink if England win the World Cup. That’s one moment where I might.

Any success I have had has not happened overnight; the journey has never felt like me sitting in the back of a limousine sipping champagne. It has always been more like riding up a hill on a pushbike, and the chain has come off.

I love oatmeal. To me, it’s not boring. I agree that ordinary oatmeal is very boring, but not the steel-cut Irish kind – the kind that pops in your mouth when you bite into it in little glorious bursts like a sort of gummy champagne.

Fighting is like champagne. It goes to the heads of cowards as quickly as of heroes. Any fool can be brave on a battlefield when it’s be brave or else be killed.

There is an eternal humanity that crosses through all people, and it’s more interesting often when it’s about struggle – not people with champagne glasses.

I discovered Boulder not through cycling but skiing. I was recruited by the university for the ski team, and in my opinion, it’s the best place for skiing – you have this super-light, fluffy champagne snow.

I remember being really poor until I got my first $250,000 check from Faberge. That was pretty nice; I put it in the bank, and from that moment on, there seemed to be a lot of champagne and limousines in my life.

A cause may be inconvenient, but it’s magnificent. It’s like champagne or high heels, and one must be prepared to suffer for it.

I hate champagne more than anything in the world next to Seven-Up.

For a while we had trouble trying to get the sound of a champagne cork exploding out of the bottle. I solved the problem by sticking my finger in my mouth and popping it out.

As far as vintage Champagne goes, I loved 1990; it’s a great, great vintage. I bought a lot of 1990 Blanc de Blancs Champagne – my favorite kind – and I plan on drinking it all by 2005.

The idea that time is an illusion is an old one, predating any Times Square ball drop or champagne celebrations. It reaches back to the days of Heraclitus and Parmenides, pre-Socratic thinkers who are staples of introductory philosophy courses.