Best 1447 quotes in «coffee quotes» category

I do not question anyone anymore. I drink coffee and I live.

I don't drink coffee I take tea my dear I like my toast done on one side ..." (Englishman in New York)

i don't know. i don't care. all i know is when you pay for something that's supposed to give you a cup of coffee, you deserve to get your fucking cup of coffee.

I don't know how you drink this straight. You're badass." "That's why I am your boss-

I don’t see the point in caffeine without coffee. Or coffee without caffeine, for that matter.

I don’t see the point in caffeine without coffee. Or coffee without caffeine, for that matter,” I informed him.

I envy the cup of coffee that gets to kiss your sleepy lips awake every cold and bitter morning.

If a boy can manage to have coffee with me during the apocalypse, I know he cares. There’s not a speck of doubt in my mind. He must care.

if coffee or tea become best friends who open your morning, then put intention, prayer and passion as your partner throughout the day.

If drinking alcohol gives people Dutch courage, then drinking coffee gives me Dutch energy.

If coffee were like dreams, then I would be wired in constant bliss, never needing sleep to live out my dreams.

if he was my cup of tea, then you are my cup of coffee.   tea simply isn’t enough for me sometimes,   but coffee can get me through anything.   - did i make you up?

If you don’t drink coffee, you should think about two to four cups a day. It can make you more alert, happier, and more productive. It might even make you live longer. Coffee can also make you more likely to exercise, and it contains beneficial antioxidants and other substances associated with decreased risk of stroke (especially in women), Parkinson’s disease, and dementia. Coffee is also associated with decreased risk of abnormal heart rhythms, type 2 diabetes, and certain cancers.12, 13 Any one of those benefits of coffee would be persuasive, but cumulatively they’re a no-brainer. An hour ago I considered doing some writing for this book, but I didn’t have the necessary energy or focus to sit down and start working. I did, however, have enough energy to fix myself a cup of coffee. A few sips into it, I was happier to be working than I would have been doing whatever lazy thing was my alternative. Coffee literally makes me enjoy work. No willpower needed. Coffee also allows you to manage your energy levels so you have the most when you need it. My experience is that coffee drinkers have higher highs and lower lows, energywise, than non–coffee drinkers, but that trade-off works. I can guarantee that my best thinking goes into my job, while saving my dull-brain hours for household chores and other simple tasks. The biggest downside of coffee is that once you get addicted to caffeine, you can get a “coffee headache” if you go too long without a cup. Luckily, coffee is one of the most abundant beverages on earth, so you rarely have to worry about being without it. Coffee costs money, takes time, gives you coffee breath, and makes you pee too often. It can also make you jittery and nervous if you have too much. But if success is your dream and operating at peak mental performance is something you want, coffee is a good bet. I highly recommend it. In fact, I recommend it so strongly that I literally feel sorry for anyone who hasn’t developed the habit.

If this is decaf, I'm going to pour it on your head.

If you were coffee, you would be bitter and strong; the kind that makes my heart palpitate its way out of my chest -the kind that can turn my thoughts manic. Oh, just the way I would like it. I like it.

If you feel a need to get wired, take my advice. Loud, fast music coupled with strong, black coffee is the best way to go.

I grabbed a Twizzler and almost cracked a tooth biting off the stale ends. I stuck my makeshift red straw into my coffee and took a long sip and was rewarded with a dazzling smile from Maddie. "Eew. That is so gross." But she was laughing as she said it. "Yup, something's never change.

I get into beatific cornucopia when I delve into books, coffee, and wanderings!

I had a dream about you. Your skin was sandpaper and your armpits were hollow, filled with dark chocolate and prunes. You offered me coffee and when I said no you handed me black coffee with a note that read "12 reasons not to drink coffee". I knew we would get along.

I have only two wishes," said Jean. "The first is for strong coffee, and the second is for stronger coffee.

I have never been drawn to luxury. I love the simple things; coffee shops, books, and people who try to understand.

I like my coffee like I like myself....making rustling noises inside a burlap bag

I kept waiting for this momentous breakdown, with everything crashing down in some spectacular show. What I didn't recognize, is that all along I had been crumbling slowly and quietly, like unfired clay. It's almost boring how unspectacular it is. Nothing earth shattering happened, in fact that's the problem; day after day nothing happens. You just feel incapable, unfocused, disorganized, and defeated. Make some strong coffee and get to work. You're not alone.

Il est une liqueur, au poëte plus chère, Qui manquait à Virgile, et qu'adorait Voltaire ; C'est toi, divin café, dont l'aimable liqueur Sans altérer la tête épanouit le coeur.

I'll know coffee works without cream and sugar when I see people buying unsweetened bakers chocolate for Valentine's Day.

I like to go to Starbucks and watch the intellectuals. I observe them and their intellectualness. They in turn observe me drinking coffee and being a creeper.

I'll share my life with you. But, not my doughnuts.

I love America for its bourgeois comfort. If I was as heavily in debt as they are, I wouldn't be drinking tea or coffee anywhere. I would be sipping tap water from an old bottle and serving others tea or coffee in a cafe somewhere.

I love coffee. I sometimes get excited at night thinking of the coffee I’ll get to drink in the morning. Coffee is reason to wake up. There are other reasons, of course. But coffee is the incentive, at the very least.

I love that there's such a rivalry. It's like, leaf water versus bean water, ya know? - Charlie

I love the smell of coffee when I wake up in the morning. It gives me the awesome feeling of hope!

I'm not a purist. Coffee drinking minus cream and sugar is an acquired taste. I'm still not sure it isn't like telling chefs to dispense with spices in cooking.

I'm a coffee expert. I'm not a medical expert, but I play one on TV. - on Oprah Winfrey interview

I'm going to buy you coffee and you're going to pretend it's truth serum and tell me everything.

I'm not everyone's cup of tea, because I'm a kick butt cappuccino with extra milk fluff and chocolate sprinkles!

I’m mesmerized by lipstick prints on coffee cups. By the lines of lips against white pottery. By the color chosen by the woman who sat and sipped and lived life. By the mark she leaves behind. Some people read tea leaves and others can tell your future through the lines on your palm. I think I’d like to read lipstick marks on coffee mugs. To learn how to differentiate yearning from satiation. To know the curve of a deep-rooted joy or the line of bottomless grief. To be able to say, this deep blue red you chose and how firmly you planted your lips, this speaks of love on the horizon. But, darling, you must be sure to stand in your own truth. That barely-there nude that circles the entire rim? You are exploding into lightness and possibilities beyond what you currently know. The way the gloss only shows when the light hits it and the coffee has sloshed all over the saucer? people need to take the time to see you whole but my god, you’re glorious and messy and wonderful and free. The deep purple bruise almost etched in a single spot and most of the cup left unconsumed? Oh love. Let me hold the depth of your ache. It is true. He’s not coming back. I know you already know this, but do you also know this is not the end? Love. This is not the end. I imagine that I can know entire stories by these marks on discarded mugs. Imagine that I know something intimate and true of the woman who left them. That I could take those mugs home one day and an entire novel worth of characters would pour out, just like that.

In a caffeinated state of mind, I talk many languages. A few hours later, I say hello to a known stranger.

I need COFFEE to help me change the things I can... and WINE to help me accept the things I can't!

I need coffee to deal with this, and I’m not getting decaf.

I need to espresso love by whatever beans necessary.

I never said I liked coffee better than sex. I said I'd had it more.

Insomniacs should not be forced to exist in a realm with reflective glass. From the first look I’m boxed in a prism, rainbows charming the other dark-circled self into sharing my prison. One eye turns on the other, each accusing the other of being responsible for an appearance oddly elfin, before exiting head and bouncing like lottery balls through the mirror walls and then drifting up and out the open and unguarded Well of the Wyrd. There, everyone with mirrors and mushrooms is waiting for me, faded and dissolved into giggles.

In this world, there are only a few things more available than gasoline: coffee, soda and beer. Oh, and bad advice.

Safety first! Just kidding. Coffee first, Safety's, like , third or fourth. -MEME

Invece eccoci qui insieme, soddisfatti e sereni, ricchi e famosi, con un rapporto col sesso decisamente normale come bere un caffè: infatti ci piaceva forte e caldo, da consumare preferibilmente parecchie volte al giorno

I ordered a single espresso because I wanted a drink I could hook up with.

I sauntered to the kitchen, where the lone pot of afternoon coffee had been reduced to thick black syrup. Glad that no one was around to watch, I filled a Styrofoam cup halfway with the molten matter, swished it, and sniffed. Nose of burning rubber, with light tar accents. I topped it off with Sparklett's, then nuked it. Kills the germs.

I ordered my favorite drink; vanilla iced blended coffee with whipped cream and caramel sauce on top. The whipped cream and caramel sauce were the best. Usually when no one was watching, I would lick the inside of the lid to get every last drop of the addictive syrup. Once, my dad caught me doing this and started laughing. I'd gotten caramel plastered over my nose. If Colt had ever seen me do this, I would never live it down. Glancing around, I indulged shamelessly and grinned." -Cheyenne

I set the coffee aside and got a cup of water instead. I could never see why people drank that stuff. It tasted like soil boiled in mud, wit a topping of dirt.

I should've suspected trouble when the coffee failed to arrive.