We are all mortal until the first kiss and the second glass of wine.

The line plays on the paradox that humans are always mortal, yet certain experiences make us feel briefly immortal. The “first kiss” evokes the shock of new love—an initiation into desire and intimacy that can suspend ordinary fear and self-consciousness. The “second glass of wine” suggests a social, bodily loosening: not the first cautious sip, but the moment when inhibition fades and the world seems warmer, more forgiving, more possible. Read together, the quote celebrates small thresholds—erotic and convivial—through which everyday life is transfigured. It also hints at the fragility of that enchantment: immortality here is not literal, but a fleeting sensation produced by love, pleasure, and shared ritual.