Quotes About Coffee

Rebus was eating breakfast in the canteen and wishing there was more caffeine in the coffee, or more coffee in the coffee come to that.

Rebus drank his coffee and felt his head spin. He was feeling like the detective in a cheap thriller, and wished that he could turn to the last page and stop all his confusion, all the death and the madness and the spinning in his ears.

I wake up at 5:30, 6 in the morning, but don't head into the office right away. I like to hang out with my wife, talk about things, get some coffee, you know.

Tea, tea! What is it with tea? I have passed urine samples that are stronger than this. Gimme a coffee, now!

Take it from someone who's read the Wikipedia entry: this is how the Ottoman Empire was won: madden horsemen fueled by lethal jet-black coffee-mud.

I took a sip of my coffee, sat the folder on the counter, and began reading the newspaper. "In the cold, gray dawn of September the twenty-eighth . . ." Dickens. ". . . The slippery bank where the life of Cody Pritchard came to an ignominious end . . ." Faulkner. "Questioning society with the simple query, why?" Steinbeck. "Dead." Hemingway. Ernie

The Blue Cow had been a restaurant longer than it'd been a casino; its MONTANA BREAKFAST! SERVED ALL DAY! AS FEATURED IN READER'S DIGEST! consisted of a half pound of bacon, four jumbo eggs, twelve pancakes, three-quarters of a pound of hash browns, a pint of orange juice, and endless coffee—a western epic, well known across the high plains.

At the diner, customers used to come in all the time and say, 'I'm not a morning person.' Usually right before or right after they ordered coffee. But what? The world is divided into morning people and afternoon people and night people?

I love coming home to Melbourne. The first thing I do is have a coffee. It's just so much better here than anywhere else. It's better than in Italy and I travel a lot. I crave it.

It's a matter of invitations versus context. Twitter is really good at providing context, like, I'm having coffee at Third Rail Coffee.' Foursquare is about invitations to places. In this respect Foursquare has started to replace Yelp for me.

I believe in breakfast. It's the one meal that my kids usually eat without a fuss, so that's huge. As for myself, I can't function without it, and I see it as a great way to get some healthy greens in, some coffee, and on a good day, maybe even some news of the world via the newspaper.

I'd say my biggest vice is caffeine, tea or coffee.

So for me, my vice and big challenge is coffee intake. I drink black, organic coffee, but I drink way too much.

One of my last few vices is coffee, but with a spot of almond or soymilk, it's never tasted better!

It wasn't just coffee...it was an experience. Smooth, roasted, buttery notes gave away to a velvet finish.

I run to the coffeemaker like a soldier returning to a lost love after the war.

What is the matter?" "You stink of spirits." "I always begin the day with brandied coffee." "How do you expect to ride when you're not steady on your feet?" "The same way I always ride--badly.

She asked how I liked my tea and I told her with cream and sugar (but really, I like my tea to be coffee)

I decide to turn to my old faithful solution to all that is wrong in life. Coffee. It is my one real vice, so I figure why not indulge with an Olympic-style commitment?

I decipher the brewing machine because I am, after all, trained to save lives, and this is a life-or-death situation. We need coffee. Now. Or heads will roll.

I have a theory about pink pastry boxes. So much joy comes from those boxes. When someone walks into a room with a pink pastry box, joy immediately fills the room. World peace? Three words. Pink pastry box. I get a big cup of coffee and finalize my plans for world domination.

You have five minutes to call someone, anyone, I don't care who, and order me the finest blend of coffee that rat hole town has, and a dozen beers. If it's not sitting on this table..." a slender finger pointed furiously at the table in question,"... in one hour, you die" - Faith telling Jacob

Gubim je, pomislio je i ruka mu je nagonski krenula da je dosegne i povu?e je natrag. Ali umjesto toga je posegnuo za loncem za kavu. Napunio je sebi šalicu i bespomo?no zurio u tamnu teku?inu i u njoj vidio svoju crnu budu?nost jer joj nije bio u stanju dati ono što je željela.

She was carrying two coffees and a donut bag, and right then and there, he fell in love. -Animal Magnetism