Quotes About Tea

The assaying of tea is an art and not a science. It is the man, and not his instruments, which is the most important.

Wehehehehell, if it isn't Ollie-Ollie-oxidant-free..." You can take…all the tea in China…put it in a big brown…bag for me. He's as sweet as tupelo honey; he's an angel of the first degree. Men with insight…men in granite…knights in armor bent on…chivalry. He's as sweet as…tupelo honey; just like honey, baby…from the bee." => For those who read and liked "When Irish eyes are sparkling" Can i have a musician here?

Tea is the only simple pleasure left to us.

Oh my dear fellow...should you not be askind, 'Would the tea like the cup?

Hell, it is well known, has no fury like a woman who wants her tea and can't get it.

I expect I shall feel better after tea.

The cup of tea on arrival at a country house is a thing which, as a rule, I particularly enjoy. I like the crackling logs, the shaded lights, the scent of buttered toast, the general atmosphere of leisured cosiness.

Abandon the idea, Jeeves. I fear you have not studied the sex as I have. Missing her lunch means little or nothing to the female of the species. The feminine attitude toward lunch is notoriously airy and casual. Where you have made your bloomer is confusing lunch with tea. Hell, it is well known, has no fury like a woman who wants her tea and can't get it. At such times the most amiable of the sex become mere bombs which a spark may ignite. Bertie Wooster

When Cynthia smiles, said young Bingo, the skies are blue; the world takes on a roseate hue; birds in the garden trill and sing, and Joy is king of everything, when Cynthia smiles. He coughed, changing gears. When Cynthia frowns - What the devil are you talking about? I'm reading you my poem. The one I wrote to Cynthia last night. I'll go on, shall I? No! No? No. I haven't had my tea.

You go away and have a nice cup of hot tea,' said the agent, soothingly, 'and you'll be as right as anything in the morning.

It may work, Jeeves. It is, at least, worth trying. I shall now leave you, to prepare myself for the ordeal before me with silent meditation.' 'Your tea will be here in a moment, sir.' 'No, Jeeves. This is no time for tea. I must concentrate.

He put the good old cup of tea softly on the table by my bed, and I took a refreshing sip. Just right, as usual. Not too hot, not too sweet, not to weak, not too strong, not too much milk, and not a drop spilled in the saucer. A most amazing cove, Jeeves. So dashed competent in every respect.

Tea, pa! said Charlotte, starting at the word like the old war-horse who hears the bugle; and we got down to it.

All his life he had had a horror of definite appointments. An invitation to tea a week ahead had been enough to poison life for him. He was one of those young men whose souls revolt at the thought of planning out any definite step. He could do things on the spur of the moment, but plans made him lose his nerve.

He put the good old cup of tea softly on the table by my bed, and I took a refreshing sip. Just right, as usual. Not too hot, not too sweet, not too weak

Mr. Roddis: [Outraged at the presence of two apparent burglars (actually his in-laws) having tea in his suburban home] - And they've opened a pot of my raspberry jam. Uncle Fred: [Architect of the above missunderstanding] Ah, then you will be able to catch them red-handed. I should fetch a policman.

A ripe suggestion, I said. Where are you meeting her? At the Ritz? Near the Ritz. He was geographically accurate. About fifty yards east of the Ritz there is one of those blighted tea-and-bun shops you see dotted about all over London and into this, if you'll believe me, young Bingo dived like a homing rabbit; and before I had time to say a word we were wedged in at a table, on the brink of a silent pool of coffee left there by an early luncher.

the white bowl of the street began to fill with darkness, from the pavement upwards, like somebody pouring tea into a cup.

I shall want heaps and heaps of tea. The blow has driven me to drink.

And if you, Miss Hilary, could blow up that fire and put on a kettle, we will make her a nice cup of tea. In fact I think we all should all be the better of a nice cup of tea.

You sat in that monetary's sacrosanct library and told a bishop that his entire belief system is delusional? Langdon exclaimed. Did you expect him to serve you tea and cake?- p.56

The subtle sauce of malice is often indulged in by maidens of uncertain age, over their tea.

Never trust a man, who when left alone with a tea cosey... Doesn't try it on.

Loneliness is black coffee and late-night television; solitude is herb tea and soft music.