Und der Becher Pharaos war in meiner Hand; ich nahm die Trauben, drückte sie aus in Pharaos Becher und gab den Becher Pharao in die Hand.
On Dreams
Again, the cup of Pharaoh, the receptacle of senselessness and wine-frenzy and ceaseless life-long intoxication, is, he says, “in my hand” (Gen. 40:11), that is, in the enterprises which I take in hand, in my projects and faculties, for without the activities of my mind passion by itself will make little headway.