Pure reason... dipping our toes into waters (or whiskies) we have not yet tried.
Now, if that's not a fine reason to open the bottle; perhaps even tomorrow. Thank you. :)
"All truth passes through three stages. First, it is ridiculed. Second, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as being self-evident."In the matter of opening the bottle you ought to have reached stage three by now.
Ha ha, you know your Schopenhauer.In matter of opening the very bottle I have still not reached stage three, though. :)
"Pure reason" may not really be what you find in a bottle of malt, but it may often seem that way, until the mind-misting misty Scottish ethanol metabolises off.
... and next time a verbal combatant asks me "How do you know that?" (which happens a lot) I shall just triumphantly reply "Reinen vernunft!" Thanks.
Just in case your combatant happens to be a nitpicking arrogant German teacher, don't offer him your throat by choosing the genitive. Just triumphantly say: "Reine Vernunft!"
Ah... thanks. And "a nitpicking arrogant German?" Surely not? About as unlikely as an angry miserable Scot. Oh...
Ha ha ha ha ...