Quotes About Coffee

If the coffee can taste so good with nothing else in it, then that's a good cup of coffee.

I'm always working on a few different stories at once, so there's always some really big coffee table book I'm carrying around.

World barista champions use the AeroPress to make coffee on the folding tray tables of airplanes.

Starbucks was founded around the experience and the environment of their stores. Starbucks was about a space with comfortable chairs, lots of power outlets, tables and desks at which we could work and the option to spend as much time in their stores as we wanted without any pressure to buy. The coffee was incidental.

Do Lipton employees take coffee breaks?

When I first got the call to do 'Britain's Got Talent', it was actually Amanda who was one of the first people to reach out to me and suggest we go out for a coffee and have a conversation. And we did, and it was great.

We talked about politics constantly in my family growing up in North Carolina. There were always debates. Being of Greek background, it's in our blood to drink coffee and talk politics.

As you get a little older and start drinking a bit more coffee, you start talking about big-boy things a little more.

I got invited to the Playboy Mansion with the Lonely Island guys after their first season on 'SNL,' and I sat in the corner drinking coffee and talking to Akiva Schaffer about what aspect ratio he was going to shoot 'Hot Rod' in. Like, that's what we talk about.

A topologist enters a coffee shop, orders coffee and a doughnut, and is served. Preoccupied with topological theorems, he takes a bite out of his coffee cup and has to finish his thoughts in a nearby emergency ward. His mistake is somewhat understandable as a doughnut and coffee cup are topologically equivalent

I once considered learning to love iced coffee, but then I remembered I'd have to kill myself, so I gave up the idea.

I taste my espresso. It's good. Dammit. How am I supposed to hate people if they make good coffee?

I still have some of Sinclair's money in my pocket so when a waitress comes over and doesn't throw me out I order coffee. That seems to confuse her and she starts naming alternatives. "Maybe you mean an Americano? Maybe a flat white or a macchiato?" "Those all sound like wrestling holds. I just want coffee.

Yes," she says, still smiling at me. "It's the one in the little cups." "Great. I'll take four of those." She raises one eyebrow at me. "Let me guess. You're a late riser or you tied one on last night." "Yes and yes. I had a little accident and my hosts didn't have Vicodin, so I had to make do with bourbon." "Sounds a lot like my house. Only we always have Vicodin around.

The goddamn Air Force was probably taking a coffee break. That's how they worked—like union bus-drivers—most of the time. Six or seven hours of flight time (not to exceed this or that altitude, of course), and then it was bye-bye for a didy change, a nap, and a cup of cocoa.

Morning plus coffee equals comfort, or some nonsensical equation.

Until I met Timmy I'd always thought coffee was a mineral that occurred in nature as tiny crystals and was mined like coal.

It's Kahlua, Sage. Packed with sugar and coffee flavor.

Sydney sighed and stood up, smoothing her rumpled clothes with dismay. 'I need a coffee shop or something.' 'I think I saw one in a cave down the road,' I said. That almost got a smile from her.

In retrospect, the highlight of dating him had been free coffee and a particularly compelling discussion on the fall of the Roman Empire.

Because if something is wrong with your God, if your God is loving one second and cruel the next, if your God will punish people for all of eternity for sins committed in a few short years, no amount of clever marketing or compelling language or good music or great coffee will be able to disguise that one, true, glaring, untenable, unacceptable, awful reality.

And that ended the broadcast. The next time I saw him was less than a week later and he obviously hadn't had his shot for the day. He came over to me in a coffee shop and the transformation was shocking. The Buddha-like eyes were frantic, the voice had a whine, and "facts" now had a very emotional meaning for him.

I ate in the silence and drank my coffee and looked occasionally at Susan's picture on my desk. Let us be true to one another, dear.

I was in my office tilted back in my chair with my feet up drinking a cup of coffee and eating my second corn muffin