Quotes About Coffee

Hot coffee and cold winter mornings are two of the best soul mates who ever did find each other.

Coffee makes me invincible. But when the cup is empty, I return to mere mortal.

Ah well, a morning with weak coffee is still beaucoup better than a morning with no coffee.

I like my coffee black and my mornings bright.

Nothing is sad on a beautiful morning save to look down and realize you just had the last sip of coffee and the mug sits indifferently empty.

I orchestrate my mornings to the tune of coffee.

Coffee is the best thing to douse the sunrise with.

Poured a cup of hot sepia coffee in a wisteria flowered mug, dandelion sunshine spilling through the periwinkle sky.

I consider myself a kind of a nerd, because when we go to the coffee shop in the mornings, we sit there in a very neat row with our laptops. It's just like being at work, but with coffee and panini. And, of course, you don't get paid.

I'll never take another picture with a mall Santa after having a cup of joe with the confirmed real big guy.

I worked for CBS News in the aftermath of all the greatness. I actually brought coffee to Edward R. Murrow.

I wake up around nine, drink a cup of coffee, answer some emails, and ease myself into the day.

Academically, I was never that interested. I skipped classes. My biggest dream was to have a coffee shop, but I had no idea how to get the money to do that.

and at the table next to her was a little boy in a soccer uniform sitting with his mother who told him, The plural of elf is elves. A wave of happiness came over me. It felt giddy to be part of it all. To be drinking a cup of coffee like a normal person. I wanted to shout out: The plural of elf is elves! What a language! What a world!

Wait. Wait. Mackensie? The redhead you had a crush on in high school?" Defeated, Carter rubbed the spot between his eyebrows again. "I should never have told you about that. This is why I rarely drink." "But, Cart, this is like kismet." Excitement rushed through the words. "It's like return of the nerd. It's the big chance to follow up on a lost opportunity." "It's coffee," Carter muttered.

He walked outside onto the terrace and sat. Obviously settled and comfortable, he poured coffee. There were ways and ways to gain trust, he thought. With a bird with a broken wing, it took patience, care, and a gentle touch. With a high-strung horse that had been whipped, it took diligence and the risk of being kicked. With a woman, it took a certain amount of charm. He was willing to combine all three.

Nathan ran his tongue over his teeth, thought fleetingly about brushing them. After coffee. Worlds could be conquered, oceans could be crossed, women could be seduced. After coffee. Life would be worth living again. After coffee.

It really is. Come on in. Can I get you some coffee?

Tyler studied him over his coffee. From what I've seen so far you're not much of a time-waster. And you're not so bad, for a suit. With a half-laugh, David lifted his own coffee. Steam from it rose and merged with the mist. Coming from you, that's a hell of a kudo. Damn right.

have read my mind." As she moved to the coffeepot, Glenna gave Blair's arm an absent stroke. "Give you a hand?" "No, I got this. You've been taking the lion's

I'm sorry I'm late. Kay smiled and didn't look the least bit sorry. Everything takes longer then you think it does on Monday. Even if I pretend it's Tuesday It doesn't seem to help. I don't know why. Would you like some coffee?

Somehow, the disappearance of coffee feels worse than the disappearance of all humankind.

Ah. I like my coffee like I like my men. Hot, black, and coming down my throat.

Fetches cups of caf.