Quotes About Tea

A quarter past three," she exclaimed, catching sight of the bedside clock. "What a time to be drinking tea!" "Anytime," Harold told her, "is time to be drinking tea.

Melrose sipped his tea and ate his bun in perfect peace. How wonderful! Solitude even at Ardry End was hard to come by. Perhaps he was fit for the life of a hermit. Give up all of his worldly possessions and go live in a hut on a shelf of rock and watch the sunrise every morning. Up before the sun! What a dreadful idea; he shuddered.

was half-past five before Holmes returned. He was bright, eager, and in excellent spirits, a mood which in his case alternated with fits of the blackest depression. 'There is no great mystery in this matter,' he said, taking the cup of tea which I had poured out for

The very idea! he said, with another big laugh. You, growing up in a dump like Yoroido. That's like making tea in a bucket!

It was an odd thing about Boston, Crown officials observed. A confidential, early-morning insinuation could blossom into common knowledge by evening. Yet when 342 crates of tea immersed themselves in water, no one had seen a thing.

I can drink tea until the cows come home and I love the atmosphere in tea-shops.

He grimaced. 'Jesus, for a girl who made tea for a living you make a terrible cup.' 'You're just used to lesbian tea,' I said. 'All that lapsang souchong herbal stuff.' 'Lesbian tea!' He almost choked. 'Well, it's better than this stair varnish. Christ. You could stand a spoon up in that.

I laughed and shook my head. 'I don't think so. My mum doesn't really go out. And it's not my cup of tea.' 'Like films with subtitles weren't your cup of tea?' I frowned at him. 'I'm not your project, Will. This isn't My Fair Lady.' 'Pygmalion.' 'What?' 'The play you're referring to. It's Pygmalion. My Fair Lady is just its bastard offspring.

Margaret laughed. "Sure thing. Sorry, Ave. I'll go and get the tea." Ave. If Avice had been feeling less awful, she would have corrected her: there was nothing worse than an abbreviated name.

Um…I'm not afraid of hard work. I'm good at dealing with all sorts of people and…and I make a mean cup of tea." I began to blather into the silence. The thought of it being her son had thrown me. "I mean, my dad seems to think that's not the greatest reference. But in my experience there's not much that can't be fixed by a decent cup of tea…" There

They sat in companionable silence, sipping their tea.

attend a tea with Mrs. Lena Nofcier, chairman

my dad seems to think that's not the greatest reference. But in my experience there's not much that can't be fixed by a decent cup of tea…

Sono poche le cose che non si possono sistemare con una tazza di tè preparata come si deve

Everyone I knew hated Monday mornings, but I never minded them. I liked arriving early at The Buttered Bun, firing up the huge tea urn in the corner, bringing in the crates of milk and bread from the backyard and chatting to Frank as we prepared to open.

Soy más fuerte de lo que aparento y preparo unos tés alucinantes. No hay muchas cosas que no arregle una buena taza de té.

They played Boston. They played at the Boston Tea Party and through an amazing chain of events I got to hang out with them backstage even though I was underage.

A warm feeling filled me. It was made of tea and biscuits and sudden gratitude.

Can I offer you some tea while you ransack our place?' Lockwood asked politely.

Making tea is a ritual that stops the world from falling in on you. Everything pauses while you do familiar things with taps and kettles; it allows you to catch your breath and become calm.

When you go out hunting wicked spirits, it's the simple things that matter most. The silvered point of your rapier flashing in the dark; the iron filings scattered on the floor; the sealed canisters of best Greek Fire, ready as a last resort… But tea bags, brown and fresh and plentiful, and made (for preference) by Pitkin Brothers of Bond Street, are perhaps the simplest and best of all.

Indeed, madam, your ladyship is very sparing of your tea: I protest, the last I took was no more than water bewitch'd.

A man without a mustache is like tea without sugar.

Well, come back and have tea with us," saidMoon-Face. "Silky's got some Pop Biscuits -andI've made some Google Buns. I don't often makethem-and I tell you they're a treat!