Quotes About Tea

Crumpets for me are the quintessence of a British afternoon tea, the ideal winter warmer that would welcome me home from school.

Lisa tried to eat me in the womb, that's the real tea.

A glass of whisky in Scotland in the thirties cost less than a cup of tea.

Not many know but I did maximum films with Sunil Dutt, who was a thorough gentleman and enthusiastic about everything. He loved making tea for everybody on the sets and that is how I formed habit of having four to five cups of tea in a day.

It has been well said that tea is suggestive of a thousand wants, from which spring the decencies and luxuries of civilization.

It's frustrating to witness how popular Fairtrade bananas, coffee and tea have become with shoppers and supermarkets while plenty of unfair trade goes on, largely unnoticed, in our own back yard.

The most trying hours in life are between four o'clock and the evening meal. A cup of tea at this time adds a lot of comfort and happiness.

We had a kettle: we let it leak: Our not repairing it made it worse. We haven't had any tea for a week.... The bottom is out of the Universe!

Oh! yetStands the church clock at ten to three?And is there honey still for tea?

Stands the Church clock at ten to three? And is there honey still for tea?

Never mind,' said Mr Kishore. 'If you're tired, I know just the thing for you—a nice cup of tea.' I think it was Malcolm Muggeridge who said that the only real Englishmen left in the world were to be found in India.

Tea! That's all I needed! Good cup of tea! Super-heated infusion of free-radicals and tannin, just the thing for healing the synapses.

crumpet then sipped her tea. After wiping her fingers on the cloth

This is what I miss, Cordelia: not something that's gone, but something that will never happen. Two old women giggling over their tea.

I finished my tea. This was the moment, I felt, when I should thank him graciously for his kindness and leave. Otherwise we would have to exchange the stories of our lives and I was too depressed about mine to want to do that.

It's always tea-time.

Yes, that's it! Said the Hatter with a sigh, it's always tea time.

I am a comfortable sort of person when alone, and found no difficulty in passing this time profitably. Being very orderly, as you must have remarked, I have everything at hand for making myself a cup of tea at any time of day or night;

I thought Mr. Millward never would cease telling us that he was no tea-drinker, and that it was highly injurious to keep loading the stomach with slops to the exclusion of more wholesome sustenance, and so give himself time to finish his fourth cup.

He got me a cup of tea with honey, toast with honey, yogurt with honey, like I was John the Baptist with the flu.

The British, they always have information. They drag their damned Indian tea and their London Times with them wherever they go.

I opened my letter to Margaret by describing the scene—I always enjoy receiving a letter when the writer locates himself or herself in a definite place, and I like to know if there is a cup of tea at hand, or how the light is falling in the room or beyond the window. Such descriptions transcend the barriers of time and space and give reader and writer the illusion that they are together.

nothing helped tea. It simply was what it was, which was boiling hot and flavorless.

Come on. Let's go up to the kitchen, make some tea. We can try another one of Zia's cupcakes. She made some with chocolate frosting. Lily froze in her tracks. I hate it, she burst out. I'm here, sipping tea and nibbling cupcakes while Bruno's out there? What, should I maybe crochet a white lace doily while I'm at it? Tam and Edie exchanged glances. Tam, spoke, her voice dry. Shot of bourbon, then?