Tea Quotes

#1. At the end of the day, despite all the other great things that literature does in society and in a person's life, I think that we read to escape. And I think that place, more than anything, provides that escape quickly, if an author is engaged with the place. #Quote by Tea Obreht

#2. The cold seemed less relentless now. The small circle of white light from my bedside lamp and its hint of the dawn to come seemed to drive the worst of the chill away and the hot tea did the rest, as I lay and read further into the life of the young woman in the bravado coat. #Quote by Jane Lovering

#3. My favorite meal would have to be good old-fashioned eggs, over easy, with bacon. Many others, but you can't beat that on a Sunday morning, especially with a cup of tea. #Quote by Gary Oldman

#4. This is an election where there is a tea seller from the Opposition, and to defeat him, everyone has come together. They say Modi should not come. This is because those who looted the nation know that after 16th May what is going to happen. #Quote by Narendra Modi

#5. The best thing is I can say 'I'm working' when I'm having a cup of tea and a cigarette and fiddling on the guitar. #Quote by Ben Howard

#6. Yes, some people are going to reject you, some people are not going to find you interesting. That's okay. There will be lots of people you encounter, that will not be your cup of tea either. #Quote by Jim Melanson

#7. Tea, for me, is one of the great subjects. It is a romatic trade, it does not pollute excessively, it has all sorts of health benefits, it calms and wakes you up at the same time. #Quote by Alexander McCall Smith

#8. It was done the day you took me to that house in Bryanston Square, she said. Or even, the time before that, when you bought me tea. We stood in the sun, and you closed your eyes and I looked at your face ... I think it was done then, Julia. #Quote by Sarah Waters

#9. Tea Party has now cost the Republicans 5 senate seats. My next donation is going to them. #Quote by Bill Maher

#10. One Bagatelle, and I'll raise you a novel," Megan had tweeted back.
"Writing for tea? Now that would have been a solution for the British empire," Laura returned.
"Writing for me," Megan had typed.
"I'll write you a tea fortune."
"No deal. I want a novel. September sounds good. #Quote by L.L. Barkat

#11. But even as I laughed, I thought about how Mamou and Mrs. Rezaei and Sohrab had danced this dance together before. How they had celebrated Nowruz together before. How Mamou had kissed Sohrab on both cheeks and invited him inside for tea before. More times than anyone could count. My chest imploded. Just a little bit. I hated how Sohrab had a larger share of my grandmother's life than I did. #Quote by Adib Khorram

#12. I dress up for awards, but only if somebody else is going to pay for the clothes. And shop for them, too! #Quote by Tea Leoni

#13. When Miss Petitfour made a fancy salad, Minky watched the way the lettuce leaves bent under the slight weight of the Parmesan; when Miss Petitfour had cheese toast for tea, Minky noticed how the cheddar melted into every little crevice and crater of the toast. She licked her whiskers greedily when Miss Petitfour lowered her hand to feed her snippets and smidgens, pinches and wedges, slices and crumbs. Minky loved all cheese--Swiss cheese, Edam cheese, Gruyere and Roquefort, Brie cheese and blue cheese, mozzarella and Parmesan, hard cheese, crumbly cheese, creamy cheese, lumpy cheese. Minky even had a cheese calendar that she kept with, which Miss Petitfour had given to her for Christmas. Each month there was a big picture of a different kind of cheese in a mouthwatering pose: blue cheese cavorting with pears, cheddar laughing with apples, Gruyere lounging with grapes, Edam joking with parsley. #Quote by Anne Michaels

#14. I like staying home, thank-you-very-much, where I know I can always find a plug point for my laptop, I'm never ten steps from a kettle to boil for tea, and I can go to sleep wrapped up in the comfort of my own duvet. #Quote by Amy Alward

#15. The talk of pale, burning-eyed students, anarchists and utopians all, over tea and cigarettes in a locked room long past midnight, is next morning translated, with the literalness of utter innocence, into the throwing of the bomb, the shouting of the proud slogan, the dragging away of the young dreamer-doer, still smiling, to the dungeon and the firing squad. #Quote by Christopher Isherwood

#16. I was once in San Francisco, and I parked in the only available space, which happened to be on the other side of the street. The law descended on me. Was I aware of how dangerous the manoeuvre I'd just made was? I looked at the law a bit blankly. What had I done wrong? I had, said the law, parked against the flow of traffic. Puzzled, I looked up and down the street. What traffic? I asked. The traffic that would be there, said the law, if there was any traffic. This was a bit metaphysical, even for me, so I explained, a bit lamely, that in England we just park wherever we can find a parking space available, and weren't that fussy about which side of the street it was on. He looked at me aghast, as if I was lucky to have got out of a country of such wild and crazy car parkers alive, and promptly gave me a ticket. Clearly he would rather have deported me before my subversive ideas brought chaos and anarchy to streets that normally had to cope with nothing more alarming than a few simple assault rifles. Which, as we know, in the States are perfectly legal, and without which they would be overrun by herds of deer, overbearing government officers, and lawless British tea importers. #Quote by Douglas Adams

#17. Stephen had just come from a class discussion in which several students believed that the right cup of herbal tea would save them from pain and sorrow. Well acquainted with pain and sorrow, Stephen did not contribute to the discussion. He merely crossed these idiots off his list of possible friends. #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#18. So she sat down to morning tea, like any other old lady with a high nose, thin cheeks, a ring on her finger and the usual trappings of rather shabby but gallant old age... #Quote by Virginia Woolf

#19. McSorely's Tea verily the finest tea in the world" -Mister Snickering. #Quote by Helen Ryan

#20. A little later Anastasia was sitting before her bedroom fire writing. It has a magic of its own - the bedroom fire. Not such a one as night by night warms hothouse bedrooms of the rich, but that which burns but once or twice a year. How the coals glow between the bars, how the red light shimmers on the black-lead bricks, how the posset steams upon the hob! Milk or tea, cocoa or coffee, poor commonplace liquids, are they not transmuted in the alembic of a bedroom fire, till they become nepenthe for a heartache or a philtre for romance? Ah, the romance of it, when youth forestalls to-morrow's conquest, when middle life forgets that yesterday is past for ever, when even querulous old age thinks it may still have its "honour and its toil"! #Quote by John Meade Falkner

#21. All previous populist movements were demanding things from governments, whereas the Tea Party is saying, 'Give us less, go away.' That's heartening to see. #Quote by P. J. O'Rourke

#22. We'll make leadplant tea instead of coffe.Just tell them it's imported." Jesse whispered.
"Mama,you taught me never to lie," LisBeth chided.
"Well,it is imported-from the prairie! #Quote by Stephanie Grace Whitson

#23. I'm good at loving books. I'm good at loving soft bed sheets. I'm good at loving coffees and teas. I am good at loving things that can't love me back, that don't have the power to leave. And maybe, that's why I love them. #Quote by Andrea Gibson

#24. The Tea Party people say they're angry about socialism, but maybe they're really angry about capitalism. If there's a sense of being looked down upon, it's that sense of failure that's built into a system that assures everyone they can make it to the top, but then reserves the top for only a tiny fraction of the strivers. #Quote by Gail Collins

#25. Give me a platter of choice finnan haddie, freshly cooked in its bath of water and milk, add melted butter, a slice or two of hot toast, a pot of steaming Darjeeling tea, and you may tell the butler to dispense with the caviar, truffles and nightingales' tongues. #Quote by Craig Claiborne

#26. Oh my God, Michelle thought, I think we're making love. It was a term everyone barfed at. No one wanted to make love, people wanted to fuck, to take each other's skin apart with knives and pin it back together with needles. #Quote by Michelle Tea

#27. I'm a tidy sort of bloke. I don't like chaos. I kept records in the record rack, tea in the tea caddy, and pot in the pot box. #Quote by George Harrison

#28. Well then, we went and had tea with Henry James today…and Henry James fixed me with his staring blank eye - it is like a childs marble - and said 'My dear Virginia, they tell me - they tell me - they tell me - that you - as indeed being your fathers daughter nay your grandfathers grandchild - the descendant I may say of a century - of a century - of quill pens and ink - ink - ink pots, yes, yes, yes, they tell me - ahm m m - that you, that you, that you write in short.' This went on in the public street, while we all waited, as farmers wait for the hen to lay an egg - do they? - nervous, polite, and now on this foot now on that. #Quote by Virginia Woolf

#29. Disciples and devotees ... what are most of them doing? Worshipping the teapot instead of drinking the tea! #Quote by Wei Wu Wei

#30. From now on, I don't care if my tea leaves spell 'Die, Ron, Die,' I'm chucking them in the bin where they belong. #Quote by J.K. Rowling

#31. Lewis once said, 'You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.' I'd have to agree. Wouldn't you? #Quote by Diane Moody

#32. Oh, we're playing nice now? Shall we have tea first? Brew up a nice pot of kiss-my-ass? #Quote by Julie Kagawa

#33. In the kitchen, Chris pours her a glass of sun tea. Bitter. She hates the way they make tea up here. Tea should be sweet, gritty with sugar. Up here it's like the Yankees want their tea to taste like wash water. #Quote by Chuck Wendig

#34. Moments like this act as magical interludes, placing our hearts at the edge of our souls: fleetingly, yet intensely, a fragment of eternity has come to enrich time ... When tea becomes ritual, it takes its place at the heart of our ability to see greatness in small things. #Quote by Muriel Barbery

#35. A great idea should always be left to steep like loose tea leaves in a teapot for a while to make sure that the tea will be strong enough and that the idea truly is a great one. #Quote by Phoebe Stone

#36. dozing on horseback
smoke form the tea-fires
drifts to the moon #Quote by Basho Matsuo

#37. A glass of whisky in Scotland in the thirties cost less than a cup of tea. #Quote by Catherine Helen Spence

#38. Gun stripping is the tea ceremony of America. #Quote by Steve Aylett

#39. You're not answering my question. It's getting irritating."
"Okay, serious answer. Ready? Here we go." Nora took a deep breath. She didn't want to talk about this stuff with Marie-Laure, but as long as she stayed interesting, as long as she stayed entertaining, she stayed alive. "I get off on submitting to Søren. I don't know how or why. I can't explain any more than you can explain why you like Irish breakfast tea instead of English breakfast or whatever you're drinking. It's a personal taste. I liked it. He's the most beautiful man on earth, he's got an inner drive and power that I'm drawn to, he can scare the shit out of someone with a glance, he can put someone on their knees with a word, he can see into your soul if you make the mistake of looking into his eyes. And it is a mistake because you will never want to look away again no matter how bare and naked he lays your most private self. I knelt at his feet because I felt like that's where I belonged. And no, not because I was so unworthy of him, but because he was so utterly worthy of my devotion."
A noble speech and a true one, Nora decided as her words settled into the room. True, yes, but not the whole truth. Might as well spill it all.
"Oh," she added a moment later. "And me submitting to pain gets him rock hard and the man fucks like a freight train when in the right mood. Not that you would know anything about that. #Quote by Tiffany Reisz

#40. It snowed last year too: I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down and I knocked my brother down and then we had tea. #Quote by Dylan Thomas

#41. I hope you don't mind tea in mugs,' she said, coming in with a try. 'I told you I was a slut. #Quote by Barbara Pym

#42. He said it was sweeter and thicker than cows then he wanted to milk me into the tea ... #Quote by James Joyce

#43. Tranquility is the soul of our community."
Not a quarter mile's distance away, Susanna Finch sat in the lace-curtained parlor of the Queen's Ruby, a rooming house for gently bred young ladies. With her were the room house's newest prospective residents, a Mrs. Highwood and her three unmarried daughters.
"Here in Spindle Cove, young ladies enjoy a wholesome, improving atmosphere." Susanna indicated a knot of ladies clustered by the hearth, industriously engaged in needlework. "See? The picture of good health and genteel refinement."
In unison, the young ladies looked up from their work and smiled placid, demure smiles.
Excellent. She gave them an approving nod.
Ordinarily, the ladies of Spindle Cove would never waste such a beautiful afternoon stitching indoors. They would be rambling the countryside, or sea bathing in the cove, or climbing the bluffs. But on days like these, when new visitors came to the village, everyone understood some pretense at propriety was necessary. Susanna was not above a little harmless deceit when it came to saving a young woman's life.
"Will you take more tea?" she asked, accepting a fresh pot from Mrs. Nichols, the inn's aging proprietress. If Mrs. Highwood examined the young ladies too closely, she might notice that mild Gaelic obscenities occupied the center of Kate Taylor's sampler. Or that Violet Winterbottom's needle didn't even have thread. #Quote by Tessa Dare

#44. It is all I can do not to confide to the girl closest to me: "If I should die during tea - asphyxiated by my own corset - please do not let them bury me in such a hideous dress or I shall come back to haunt you. #Quote by Libba Bray

#45. We haven't any and you're too young. #Quote by Lewis Carroll

#46. Those ignorant "masters of our destinies" who regard humans as animals or as monstrous hybrids of natural and supernatural must be dethroned by scientific education.

Humans can be literally poisoned by false ideas and false teachings. Many people have a just horror at the thought of putting poison into tea or coffee, but seem unable to realize that, when they teach false ideas and false doctrines, they are poisoning the time-binding capacity of their fellow men and women. One has to stop and think! #Quote by Alfred Korzybski

#47. Unamused, Ushara went to pull the kettle from the stove and pour the tea. "That's beside the point. And you forget that we're Andarion. We don't like scars on our males. They're hideous and gross." As she turned back, she caught the hurt and stricken expression on Jullien's face. Too late, she remembered how many scars lined his body. "Jules…"

Completely somber, he moved away from her. "I should be going. I have an early shift."

"Jullien?" But it was too late. He was out of her home before she could apologize.

"Mum? What happened?"

Furious at herself for being so thoughtless, she cupped her son's chin and sighed. "I accidentally hurt his feelings. I forgot that Jullien has a lot of scars that bother him."

"How could you forget?"

"'Cause I don't see them, Vas. They don't matter to me." She brushed the hair back to look at his brow and was about to take him to the doctor to have it stitched when she realized that Jullien had already done it. "He stitched you?"

Vas nodded. "He did it so fast, I barely felt it."

She should have known that Jullien wouldn't have left with it unfinished. Sighing, she kissed Vas's bandage and hated that she'd hurt Jullien's feelings. "Come on, honey. Let's get you cleaned up and ready for bed. #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#48. Mrs Forrester ... sat in state, pretending not to know what cakes were sent up, though she knew, and we knew, and she knew that we knew, and we knew that she knew that we knew, she had been busy all the morning making tea-bread and sponge-cakes. #Quote by Elizabeth Gaskell

#49. Anthony imagined a time before all that - a time when people sipped Earl Grey tea on a breeze cooled veranda and looked out upon endless countryside. #Quote by Alan Gibbons

#50. Do authors cry when they kill the best characters or..."

"They laugh and have tea with satan. #Quote by Boringmundanes And Donnermaysilee

#51. Why couldn't I be more like other girls my age? Take Mrs. Brown's niece. She spent every waking hour sizing up this beau or that, stitching tea towels and petticoats and putting aside a little each month for a set of Spode Buttercup dishes. #Quote by Kirby Larson

#52. It is customary to have vampires in stories nowadays - they are quite the norm, just like wicked stepmothers used to be. Yes, vampires have sent wicked stepmothers into retirement homes, to brew cups of tea and tend to their arthritic knees. #Quote by Jane De Suza

#53. People can be, like, "you're not really that important for me to stay." And they expect me to say things like, "I can show you how important I am, more than the others", thus expecting this whole dance-of-the-human to ensue. Listen, I don't do dance-of-the-human. I am here in this place where moonlight is the only light and I don't need to be the Sun. The Moon is okay. And some people prefer the Sun, and that's okay too. I have cozy things where I am: quietness and a cat. And big windows and tea. I can let people like other things that are not me. I'm not going to be doing that dance with you. If you want to stay with me, it's going to be because you want to be near me and if you don't want to be near me then that means you want to be near someone or something else. That's okay. I don't have to be everything. I only have to be me. #Quote by C. JoyBell C.

#54. The work of the philosophical policeman," replied the man in blue, "is at once bolder and more subtle than that of the ordinary detective. The ordinary detective goes to pot-houses to arrest thieves; we go to artistic tea-parties to detect pessimists. The ordinary detective discovers from a ledger or a diary that a crime has been committed. We discover from a book of sonnets that a crime will be committed. We have to trace the origin of those dreadful thoughts that drive men on at last to intellectual fanaticism and intellectual crime. We were only just in time to prevent the assassination at Hartlepool, and that was entirely due to the fact that our Mr. Wilks (a smart young fellow) thoroughly understood a triolet. #Quote by G.K. Chesterton

#55. While we got hotter and thirstier as the heat beat down on us. The somebody would call in a voice full of elation #Quote by Arthur Godfrey

#56. She tilts her head to the side after taking a sip of her tea, studying us. "You know, I can't get over how beautiful you two are together. One of those couples you love to follow on Instagram, you know, the really cute ones that are so sickening in love that you can't get enough of them."

Way to drop the love bomb, Mom.

Jesus.

Thankfully Emory doesn't show any kind of hatred for the term but instead says, "Like Jennifer Lopez and A-Rod?"

"Yes," my mom answers with excitement. "Oh my gosh, I'm obsessed with watching their stories. The little videos they do together, I just can't get enough of them. J-Rod," my mom says dreamily. "Oh gosh, what would your couple name be?" She thinks about it for a second. "Emox . . . or Knemory. Oh I love Knemory. Sounds so poetic."

"Knemory does have a nice ring to it," I add.

"I don't know, what about Emorox?"

"Ohhh, that sounds like a name that belongs in The Game of Thrones." Taking on a more masculine voice, my mom says, "Look out, Jon, Emorox is coming over the hill, with her fire-spitting dragons, Knemory and George."

"George?" Emory laughs out loud, covering her mouth. "Why George?"

"Well, look at the names they have in that show? They're all exotic names you've never heard before - Cersei, Gregor, Arya - and then in waltzes good old Jon Snow. It's only fair that the dragons have a lemon in the bunch as well."

"Uh, Jon is anythin #Quote by Meghan Quinn

#57. I immediately correct him. 'The word is not idiot but illeist. Illeist is a person who talks in the third person, whereas an idiot just talks; though they sound similar, they cannot be used in place of each other.' Shrugging his shoulders and giving me a goofy grin, he retorts, 'I don't know what an illeist is but I know an idiot when I see one.' The baby immediately stops playing with her tea set, looks up and says, 'Where idiot? Show me! #Quote by Twinkle Khanna

#58. Twinkle, twinkle little bat How I wonder what you're at! Up above the world you fly, Like a tea-tray in the sky. #Quote by Lewis Carroll

#59. When I go about my own politics, I meet Tea Party supporters who I can work with in Congress, that I find common ground with. I find Tea Party supporters who won't let me get a sentence out without judging me. To say that there is a 'Tea Party supporter' is a gross generality. #Quote by Cory Booker

#60. I like tea and yoga, but I don't do yoga. #Quote by Moby

#61. A cat purring on your lap while you sip hot tea, is there anything better? Oh, and you're floating in a zero gravity environment. #Quote by Jarod Kintz

#62. They were living exciting, crazy, queer lives full of poetry and camaraderie and heart-seizing crushes. I mean, not that night, but generally. That night they were bored. #Quote by Michelle Tea

#63. There is not enough tea in the world to calm me. #Quote by Elizabeth May

#64. There's always time for tea.
Lily #Quote by Seanan McGuire

#65. I'd been deeply affected by my contact with the miners, not only because of their kindness, but because they'd taken this potentially hellish place and made it, if not heaven, at least human; through their simple rituals of eating, drinking tea, smoking tobacco, praying, playing, and talking, they'd created civilization in one of the most impossible places to imagine it. And what seemed like a miracle to me was, to them, just another day at work! #Quote by Michael Benanav

#66. Well you know I'm very supportive of what the Tea Party is trying to do. They're very concerned with spending, the deficit, the bailouts, you know all of those kinds of things. But I really think that the strength of the Tea Party is being a grassroots movement. #Quote by John Boozman

#67. You can kill me when I no longer enjoy a cup of tea #Quote by Carrie Tiffany

#68. Drinking a cup of green tea, I stopped the war. #Quote by Paul Reps

#69. Now, there is no harm in a teapot, even if it contains tea, if it is let alone. #Quote by Brigham Young

#70. When the girl returned, some hours later, she carried a tray, with a cup of fragrant tea steaming on it; and a plate piled up with very hot buttered toast, cut thick, very brown on both sides, with the butter running through the holes in great golden drops, like honey from the honeycomb. The smell of that buttered toast simply talked to Toad, and with no uncertain voice; talked of warm kitchens, of breakfasts on bright frosty mornings, of cosy parlour firesides on winter evenings, when one's ramble was over and slippered feet were propped on the fender, of the purring of contented cats, and the twitter of sleepy canaries. #Quote by Kenneth Grahame

#71. I do no writing while I'm in Belgrade visiting my grandma. #Quote by Tea Obreht

#72. Researching Dad's life, I've made contact with his old colleagues and friends and others we knew - people like Joyce Jenkins of Poetry Flash; and Jimmy Siegel, who owns Distractions; and Sean, the smiling Southerner who worked at Coffee Tea & Spice. Speaking with them, I got to hear three powerful words, three words I didn't know I so badly needed to hear: "I remember you." With these words, the lights switch on. The music plays. The carousel starts up again and those glittery and colorful horses move up and down and around, delighting my every sense. For a moment, I get to be a child again. I feel wholly me. #Quote by Alysia Abbott

#73. Ah'll clean 'em, you fry 'em and let's eat,' he said with the assurance of not being refused. They went out into the kitchen and fixed up the hot fish and corn muffins and ate. Then Tea Cake went to the piano without so much as asking and began playing blues and singing, and throwing grins over his shoulder. The sounds lulled Janie to soft slumber and she woke up with Tea Cake combing her hair and scratching the dandruff from her scalp. It made her more comfortable and drowsy. #Quote by Zora Neale Hurston

#74. Sex and violence was never really my cup of tea; I was always more into sax and violins. #Quote by Wim Wenders

#75. Let us be clear about one thing: The tea party movement is not seeking a junior partnership with the Republican Party, but a hostile takeover of it. #Quote by Matt Kibbe

#76. Coffee is for winners, go-getters, tea-ignorers, lunch-cancellers, early-risers, guilt-ridden strivers, money obsessives and status-driven spiritually empty lunatics. It is an enervating force. We should resist it and embrace tea, the ancient drink of poets, philosophers and meditators. #Quote by Tom Hodgkinson

#77. But in the midst of this decaying, burning city, there are pockets of hope. It can be found in the tiny dark rooms in underground bars, where women with short hair cheer on men in dresses. It can be felt in abandoned cinemas where anonymous strangers fall in love if only for a few moments, and in the living rooms where families crowd around, drinking sweet black tea and Skyping their homesick relatives so that together they can watch the long, rambling talk shows that go on all night. #Quote by Saleem Haddad

#78. Whether I'm making a recipe or a piece of jewelry or a white-rose-and-jasmine tea or the perfume, I like to think of myself as a happy little sorceress, and if I could just have a little general store with all that stuff and give people a sense of my taste, that would be lovely. #Quote by Padma Lakshmi

#79. The house was cozy, with a fire burning in every fireplace. The familiar scents of tea brewing in the samovar and Maman's warmed cherry brandy smelled like love to me. #Quote by Robin Bridges

#80. The NAACP believes the Tea Party is racist. The Tea Party believes the NAACP is racist. #Quote by Jim Webb

#81. You know, the Tea Party is a - first of all, it is a significant movement, and I think the media and some pundits have tried to write it off as a bunch of cranks or something. But, in fact, it's really a very legitimate and fairly significant swath of voters out there. #Quote by Mark McKinnon

#82. We stay silent for a moment. Evening is coming on; I can hardly make out the pale spot of her face. Her black dress melts with the shadow which floods the room. I pick up my cup mechanically, there's a little tea left in it and I bring it to my lips. The tea is cold. I want to smoke but I don't dare. I have the terrible feeling that we have nothing more to say to one another. #Quote by Jean-Paul Sartre

#83. Mr. J.L.B. Matekoni was not a lazy man, but it was remarkable to reflect how most men imagined that things like tea and food would simply appear if they waited long enough. There would always be a woman in the background--a mother, a girlfriend, a wife--who would ensure that those needs would be met. #Quote by Alexander McCall Smith

#84. I remember there was always a girl with a secret, with something furtive and broken in her, and walking through the village with Aimee, entering people's homes, shaking their hands, accepting their food and drink, being hugged by their children, I often thought I saw her again, this girl who lives everywhere and at all times in history, who is sweeping the yard or pouring out tea or carrying somebody else's baby on her hip and looking over at you with a secret she can't tell. It #Quote by Zadie Smith

#85. Sipping tea
with glee
beneath a gooseberry tree.

I wish Alice were here.
Oh, my dear,
do not fear,
she will be. #Quote by Richelle E. Goodrich

#86. The Republicans are not anti-Latinos. You know, I tell the story all the time that the Tea Party is the one that has actually brought out the Latinos. Look at Idaho. I actually ran against a person in my primary who was born and raised in Idaho who happened to be Caucasian, and they elected the guy who was from Puerto Rico with an accent. #Quote by Raul Labrador

#87. 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. #Quote by Jonathan Richman

#88. Most Tea Party activists consider Obama a big-spending liberal. Some even question his eligibility to be president. #Quote by Ron Fournier

#89. To tea, without which I would likely be dead. #Quote by Tara Sim

#90. 2-Make eye contact. When someone is speaking, keep your eyes on him or her at all times. If someone makes a comment, turn and face that person.

3-During discussions, respect other students' comments, opinions, and ideas. When possible, make statements like, "I agree with John, and I also feel that…" or "I disagree with Sarah. She made a good point I feel that…" or "I think Victor made an excellent observation, and it made me realize…"

4-If you win or do well at something, do not brag. If you lose, do not show anger. Instead, say something like, "I really enjoyed the competition, and I look forward to playing you again," or "good game," or don't say anything at all. To show anger or sarcasm, such as "I wasn't playing hard anyway" or "You really aren't that good," shows weakness.

5-"When you cough or sneeze or burp, it is appropriate to turn your head away from others and cover your mouth with the full part of your hand. Using a fist is not acceptable. Afterward, you should say, "Excuse me."

6- "Do not smack your lips, tsk, roll your eyes, or show disrespect with gestures."

7-"Always say thank you when I give you something.

8-"Surprise others by performing random acts of kindness. Go our of your way to do something surprisingly kind and generous for someone at least once a month."

9-"You will make every effort to be as organized as possible."

10-"Quickly learn the name of other tea #Quote by Ron Clark

#91. Why do they always put mud into coffee on board steamers? Why does the tea generally taste of boiled boots? #Quote by William Makepeace Thackeray

#92. It's nice coming to Nashville, and we have four-bedroom house and a dog, and we go swimming a lot. We get down here and spread out a lot, and I miss my sweet tea and my cornbread and my good southern cooking - but I'm down here eating pretty for two weeks and I'm ready to go back to New York City. #Quote by Justin Townes Earle

#93. Take off your shoes," Jake said after the kids disappeared up the stairs. Meridith eyed her leather loafers. For some reason, she was reluctant to part with them. Not to mention she needed every inch of height. "You're still wearing yours." "I'm not planning on trampling your feet." She removed her shoes and set them by the wall, taking her time. "You want something to drink? I made coffee. Or there's always tea or soda if you prefer." He tucked the corner of his lip. "No, thanks. You want to come closer? I can't teach you from over there." She inched closer. "I'm really bad." "So you said." He gestured to the blue box. "We'll start with a basic box step. Ballroom dancing is counted off like this: one-two-three, one-two-three. Max said he knows how to lead, so I'll teach you to follow." "Good luck with that." "Stand #Quote by Denise Hunter

#94. My parents bedroom was now draped in damask, air heavy with the scent of incense sticks displayed in ornate stands. On the dressing table, a selection of exotic massage oils and a pamphlet on Tantric Breathing techniques. All this from my mother. A woman who called green tea, 'hippy juice. #Quote by Patricia Caliskan

#95. Emotional excitement reaches men through tea, tobacco, opium, whisky, and religion. #Quote by George Bernard Shaw

#96. He was unmistakably sipping iced tea with the hatters and the hares. #Quote by Tony Vigorito

#97. Well, if it's any consolation, you look awful." He took a long pull of his tea.
"Thanks."
"That's it?" He made a small noise of disapproval. "Those Oridians must have knocked the vinegar out of you."
She looked at him askance. "You know, for such a short man, you're awfully brave."
"That's more like it. #Quote by Erin Lindsey

#98. As she said this, she tossed him one of her blue-and-gray-checked tea towels to use as an apron. She was wearing a blue summer dress and tucked her towel-apron into her red belt. Today he could see that her blond hair was tinged with silver at the temples and that the former confusion and terror had left her eyes.
Soon the windowpanes had misted up; the gas flames were hissing under pots and pans; the white wine, shallots and cream sauce was simmering; and in a heavy pan the olive oil was browning potatoes sprinkled with rosemary and salt.
They were chatting away as if they'd known each other for years and had simply lost touch for a while. About Carla Bruni, and about how male sea horses carried their young around in a pouch on their stomachs. They talked about fashion and about the trend for salt with added flavorings, and of course they gossiped about their neighbors. #Quote by Nina George

#99. The magnificent houses, the three old-money brick houses, each with a small turret and a wraparound porch, had been built uptown near the churches when the town was younger and smaller, before the Great War. The wraparound porches were there to hold rainy-day children and morning tea carts and quiet late-evening converstion, cosy, discreet conversation which could not easily take place in front rooms or kitchens or bedrooms, certainly not on the street. #Quote by Bonnie Burnard

#100. I decided the least I could do was to sit with Mrs. Anderson. Heading to the dining car, I ordered my third pot of tea (my first three-pot problem - Mr. Holmes would be so proud) to be delivered to her compartment rather than mine. #Quote by Angela Misri

#101. I like writing books. I'd rather be at home with my wife. I can write, take a break, come out, have a glass of tea, give my wife a kiss, and go back in and write some more. It's not so bad. I am really lucky. #Quote by Gene Wilder

#102. For tea she went down to see Misses Spink and Forcible. She had three digestive biscuits, a glass of limeade, and a cup of weak tea. The limeade was very interesting. It didn't taste anything like limes. It tasted bright green and vaguely chemical. Coraline liked it enormously. She wished they had it at home.
"How are your dear mother and father?" asked Miss Spink.
"Missing," said Coraline. "I haven't seen either of them since yesterday. I'm on my own. I think I've probably become a single child family. #Quote by Neil Gaiman

#103. Raining agen it wer nex morning. Theres rains and rains. This 1 wer coming down in a way as took the hart and hoap out of you there wer a kynd of brilyants in the grey it wer too hard it wer too else it made you feal like all the tracks in the worl wer out paths nor not a 1 to bring you back. Wel of coarse they are but it dont all ways feal that way. It wer that kynd of morning when peopl wernt jus falling in to what they done naturel they had to work ther selfs in to it. Seamt like a lot of tea got spilt at breakfas nor the talk wernt the userel hummeling and mummeling there wer some thing else in it. Like when you see litening behynt the clouds. #Quote by Russell Hoban

#104. I've never been a hands-on dad. I'm not ashamed to admit it, but you can't run a restaurant and be home for tea at 4:30 and bath and change nappies. #Quote by Gordon Ramsay

#105. The rest of my family are obsessed by 'The X Factor:' I'm intrigued by it, although its musical values are far away from mine, like a cup of tea with 400 lumps of sugar in it. There's something very strange about Simon Cowell's lips, isn't there? #Quote by Charles Hazlewood

#106. At any innocent tea-table we may easily hear a man say, "Life is not worth living." We regard it as we regard the statement that it is a fine day; nobody thinks that it can possibly have any serious effect on the man or on the world. And yet if that utterance were really believed, the world would stand on its head. Murderers would be given medals for saving men from life; firemen would be denounced for keeping men from death; poisons would be used as medicines; doctors would be called in when people were well; the Royal Humane Society would be rooted out like a horde of assassins. Yet we never speculate as to whether the conversational pessimist will strengthen or disorganize society; for we are convinced that theories do not matter. #Quote by G.K. Chesterton

#107. He felt that alcohol, cigarettes and the occasional cannabis joint was quite enough. There was no need to add caffeine to the list of health risks he put his body through."-Drake Kingsley's reason for not drinking tea or coffee, The Venetian Violinist. #Quote by Marcio Goncalves

#108. If you look underneath the surface of the Tea Party movement, on the other hand, you will find that it is not sophisticated. It's not like these people have read the economist Friedrich August von Hayek. #Quote by Karl Rove

#109. I dare not drink before a gig because I'll get tired and blow it. So I have to sit drinking tea in a caravan. #Quote by John Bonham

#110. Stormy lived more life in one night than most people do their whole lives. She was a force of nature. She taught me that love--" My eyes well up and I start over. "Stormy taught me that love is about making brave choices every day. That's what Stormy did. She always picked love; she always picked adventure. To her they were one and the same. And now she's off on a new adventure, and we wish her well."
From his seat on the couch, John wipes his eyes with his sleeve.
I give Janette a nod, and she gets up and presses play on the stereo, and "Stormy Weather" fills the room. "Don't know why there's no sun up in the sky…"
After, John shoulders his way over to me, holding two plastic cups of fruit punch. Ruefully he says, "I'm sure she'd tell us to spike it, but…" He hands me a cup, and we clink. "To Edith Sinclair McClaren Sheehan, better known as Stormy."
"Stormy's real name was Edith? It's so serious. It sounds like someone who wears wool skirts and heavy stockings, and drinks chamomile tea at night. Stormy drank cocktails!"
John laughs. "I know, right?"
"So then where did the name Stormy come from? Why not Edie?"
"Who knows?" John says, a wry smile on his lips. "She'd have loved your speech." He gives me a warm, appreciative sort of look. "You're such a nice girl, Lara Jean. #Quote by Jenny Han

#111. foreign Tyrants and of Nymphs at home; Here thou, great ANNA! whom three realms obey. Dost sometimes counsel take - and sometimes Tea. Hither the heroes and the nymphs resort, To taste awhile the pleasures of a Court; 10 In various talk th' instructive hours they past, Who gave the ball, or paid the visit last; One speaks the glory of the British Queen, And one describes a charming Indian screen; A third interprets motions, looks, and eyes; 15 At ev'ry word a reputation dies. #Quote by Alexander Pope

#112. I wish the English still possessed a shred of the old sense of humour which Puritanism, and dyspepsia, and newspaper reading, and tea-drinking have nearly extinguished. #Quote by Norman Douglas

#113. My presence in the social media and on the Internet is much bigger than many of the other candidates, including Mitt Romney. So, when you take the social media and you take the Tea Party citizens movement, you have a combination there that, quite frankly, 10 years ago, I wouldn't have had a chance. #Quote by Herman Cain

#114. On the hob was a little brass kettle, hissing and boiling; spread upon the floor was a warm, thick rug; before the fire was a folding-chair, unfolded and with cushions on it; by the chair was a small folding-table, unfolded, covered with a white cloth, and upon it were spread small covered dishes, a cup and saucer, and a tea-pot; on the bed were new, warm coverings, a curious wadded silk robe, and some books. The little, cold, miserable room seemed changed into Fairyland. It was actually warm and glowing. #Quote by Frances Hodgson Burnett

#115. Nay, father.
Some of us have been killing giants today and aren't in the mood to have a tea party.
- Thor, God of Thunder #Quote by Matt Fraction

#116. It will make the Tea Party look like a tea party. #Quote by Russ Feingold

#117. When your fight has purpose - to free you from something, to interfere on the behalf of an innocent - it has a hope of finality. When the fight is about unraveling - when it is about your name, the places to which your blood is anchored, the attachment of your name to some landmark or event - there is nothing but hate, and the long, slow progression of people who feed on it and are fed it, meticulously, by the ones who come before them. Then the fight is endless, and comes in waves and waves, but always retains its capacity to surprise those who hope against it. #Quote by Tea Obreht

#118. Alternative Anthem.


Put the kettle on
Put the kettle on
It is the British answer
to Armageddon.

Never mind taxes rise
Never mind trains are late
One thing you can be sure of
and that's the kettle, mate.

It's not whether you lose
It's not whether you win
It's whether or not
you've plugged the kettle in.

May the kettle ever hiss
May the kettle ever steam
It is the engine
that drives our nation's dream.

Long live the kettle
that rules over us
May it be limescale free
and may it never rust.

Sing it on the beaches
Sing it from the housetops
The sun may set on empire
but the kettle never stops. #Quote by John Agard

#119. He loved happiness like I love tea. #Quote by Eudora Welty

#120. There was carpet under Blanchefleur's feet and the scent of clean and delicate things in her nostrils - perfume, babies, soap, and tea. Homesickness hit her like a clenched fist; this was worse than memory. #Quote by Suzannah Rowntree

#121. The look in Marlee's eyes was triumphant, and the smile hiding behind her cup of tea said, 'Gotcha'! #Quote by Kiera Cass

#122. With iPhones, nobody has an excuse for writer's block. If you're at Whole Foods getting your green tea extract and you have a melody, you just drop it into your voice memo and save it for later. #Quote by Ryan Tedder

#123. I'm very interested in tea. I wouldn't mind being involved in some aspect of the tea industry. #Quote by Alexander McCall Smith

#124. I, my own damn self, am not a Tea Party supporter. I disagree with them on social liberties, our overseas wars, Obama's birthplace, Sarah Palin, and the conspicuous absence of tea at their rallies. #Quote by Penn Jillette

#125. It's one thing to have your partner tell you he or she has multiple personalities, and it's another to walk in on your partner and find him or her sitting on the bedroom floor, speaking in a child like voice, having a tea party with stuffed animals. #Quote by Tracy Alderman

#126. Oh, God above, if heaven has a taste it must be an egg with butter and salt, and after the egg is there anything in the world lovelier than fresh warm bread and a mug of sweet golden tea? #Quote by Frank McCourt

#127. Being Southern isn't talking with an accent...or rocking on a porch while drinking sweet tea, or knowing how to tell a good story. It's how you're brought up -- with Southerners, family (blood kin or not) is sacred; you respect others and are polite nearly to a fault; you always know your place but are fierce about your beliefs. And food along with college football -- is darn near a religion. #Quote by Jan Norris

#128. Those Tea Party people are crazy. I mean, they're lunatics. They close down the government, throw people out of their jobs - hundreds of thousands of people - and they say that they're doing it ultimately in the interest of creating jobs. #Quote by George Takei

#129. Three things in this world he loved:

Evensong, white peacocks
And worn maps of America.

He didn't like crying children,
Tea with raspberry jam
Or hysterical women.

And I was his wife. #Quote by Anna Akhmatova

#130. My eyes dawdled across the missalette. I had never noticed before that the official title of the 'Lord have mercy' prayer was the gracious phrase 'Invitation to Sorrow'. Hey there, Sorrow, how've you been keeping? Come on in. If your bike doesn't have lights you can always crash on our sofa tonight. Oh, so you'll be staying a while, Sorrow? Planning to get to know me better? Grand, so. There's tea in the pot. All #Quote by Emma Donoghue

#131. I had a cup of tea, thought about my day and mostly about the horse whom, though I'd only known him a short time, I called my friend. I have few friends and am glad to have a horse for a friend. After the meal I smoked a cigarette and mused on the luxury it would be to go out, instead of talking to myself and boring myself to death with the same endless stories I'm forever telling myself. I am a very boring person, despite my enormous intelligence and distinguished appearance, and nobody knows this better than I. I've often told myself that if only I were given the opportunity, I'd perhaps become the centre of intellectual society. But by dint of talking to myself so much, I tend to repeat the same things all the time. But what can you expect? I'm a recluse. #Quote by Leonora Carrington

#132. My flat's about half a mile away, and you know what I'd like most of all in the world? I'd like a cup of tea. Come on, let's go and put the kettle on. #Quote by Philip Pullman

#133. Another novelty is the tea-party, an extraordinary meal in that, being offered to persons that have already dined well, it supposes neither appetite nor thirst, and has no object but distraction, no basis but delicate enjoyment. #Quote by Jean Anthelme Brillat-Savarin

#134. Ungrateful little twit." The egg-man scowls at me. "Looking a gift spider in the fangs. See if you're invited to tea again. #Quote by A.G. Howard

#135. I promptly forgot about him and prepared a blend of Creativi-Tea, since I had some fantasy role-players coming in for their weekly dungeon crawl, and the DM always wanted a little something extra to keep him on top of his players. #Quote by Kevin Hearne

#136. Without elders, much of our history has been formed by juniors reacting, overreacting, and protecting their own temporary privilege, with no deep-time vision like the Iroquois Nation, which considered, "What would be good for the next seven generations?" Compare that to the present "Tea Party" movement in America. #Quote by Richard Rohr

#137. A high-pitched sound, like steam escaping from a kettle whistles through the dark room. But nobody's making tea. We both turn toward the source of the eerie noise.
A weak stream of unearthly light seeps through the window near the corner of the room and pours onto the floor. Its consistency seems to lie somewhere between a liquid and a solid, like mercury, only blue. Out of the gleaming, wobbly puddle, a phosphorescent vapor rises up. The ghost we thought was Daniel materializes and looms over us for two seconds before he lunges and wraps his hands around Wyatt's neck. #Quote by Alyson Larrabee

#138. Kira closed her eyes, thought, and said them aloud. "Madder for red. Bedstraw for red too, just the roots. Tops of tansy for yellow, and greenwood for yellow too. And yarrow: yellow and gold. Dark hollyhocks, just the petals, for mauve ... "
"Broom sedge," she added, still remembering. "Goldy yellows and browns. And Saint Johnswort for browns too, but it'll stain my hands.
"And bronze fennel
leaves and flowers; use them fresh
and you can eat it too. Chamomile for tea and for green hues. #Quote by Lois Lowry

#139. They did not hop, even though the man had asked them to "hop in," because hopping is something done in the cheerful moments of one's life. A plumber might hop, for instance, if she finally fixed a particularly difficult leak in someone's shower. A sculptor would hop if his sculpture of four basset hounds playing cards was finally finished. And I would hop like nobody has ever hopped before, if I could somehow go back to that terrible Thursday, and stop Beatrice from attending that afternoon tea where she met Esmé Squalor for the first time.
But Violet, Klaus and Sunny did not hop, because they were not plumbers fixing leaks, or sculptors finishing works of art, or authors magically erasing a series of unfortunate events. #Quote by Lemony Snicket

#140. My experience ... convinced me that tea was better than brandy, and during the last six months in Afica I took no brandy, even when sick taking tea instead. #Quote by Theodore Roosevelt

#141. There's a fortune of Authentic Vintage French Linen Tea Towels on every clothes line. These are the exact kind of linens that specialty shops in America sell for top dollar to affluent customers who pay dearly to add that touch of French Farmhouse Fabulousness to their million-dollar McMansions.


Flaubert is so wrong.

Even wash day in Normandy is achingly chic. #Quote by Vivian Swift

#142. Astonishing how tea opens the ears. #Quote by Michelle Franklin

#143. The House Of Commons has never been a tea-party. It consists of strong-minded, often very idealistic people, who are trying to accomplish something for our country. We are inheritors of an adversarial system and that, in itself, fosters conflict. #Quote by John Allen Fraser

#144. All that matters is that I have you. The rest is background noise. It's not worth breaking a nail over, never mind losing my temper. And if it means we get to be together, I'll take it all with a smile on my face because you and me, darling, we're the real deal. You are worth fighting for. I'm not letting you go now, not for all the tea in China."

Annie smiled and let out a nervous chuckle as I sucked her bottom lip into my mouth. "That's a lot of tea."

"Fuck yeah, it is. #Quote by L.H. Cosway

#145. I'll tell you what I miss.
I miss that throbbing heart telling me to take a leap when the sky looks too dark.
I miss the walk that I took in the narrow cobblestoned pathways that fumed of history and undying stories of love and loss.
I miss the coffee that scented like mist in a frozen dream in a land of strange beauty.
I miss the afternoon tea that followed my pen to hours of happy melancholy.
I miss the muse I saw dance in a foreign land of near heart.
I miss the stranger smiling at me from a corner and teaching me his language to smile at my twinkled happiness.
I miss that symphony of mad evenings ending in a sky full of stars to fill my soul with an unknown ecstasy.
I miss that hand of an old woman trying to tell me her story.
I miss that child running up to me in a crowd of unknown faces to hand me her candy.
I miss that night where I lay back on a distant balcony gazing at the solitary moon for hours knowing that it is shining at my homeland just as bright.
I miss that stranger listening to my heart and telling me how beautiful it is.
I miss a wandering soul, who went on filling her breath with life of eternal love in the wings of Life.
And I'll tell you now when I look back I see how wonderful Time has treated me and how grateful I am to have lived in moments that roar of a beautiful Life lived with a heart throbbing to take a leap once again in that ocean of Life's beguiling journey. #Quote by Debatrayee Banerjee

#146. This is what we do. We make tea and read books and watch people die. #Quote by Megan Crewe

#147. English autumn mornings are often like mornings nowhere else in the world.
The air is cold.
The floorboards are cold.
It is perhaps this coldness which sharpens the tang of the hot cup of tea. Outside, steps on the gravel crunch a little more loudly than a month ago because of the very slight frost #Quote by John Berger

#148. Tea tasted the best at its second pouring. A #Quote by Anchee Min

#149. We owe Clint Eastwood a debt of thanks. Not only because it was truly a hilarious twelve minutes of improvised "awesome" in a week of scripted "blah".
But because it advanced our understanding.
This president has issues, and there are very legitimate debates about his policies and actions, and successes and or failures as president - I mean, tune in next week. But I could never wrap my head around why the world, and the president republicans describe, bears so little resemblance to the world and the president that I experience. And now I know why :
There is a president Obama that only republicans can see #Quote by Jon Stewart

#150. Matrick plied his knives like a parade drummer, his rhythm so fast his enemies didn't know he'd murdered them until their god asked them if they took milk in their tea #Quote by Nicholas Eames

#151. Growing up in Ireland, when my family received important news, good or bad, we would boil water and make tea. It was the first thing I did when my father died in 1984. This ritual allowed me a moment to take in the enormity of what had happened. #Quote by Roma Downey

#152. I have iced tea, dear. Or beer?"

"Maybe a saucer of milk?"

Gwen and Alla looked over at Lock and he immediately pointed at his father. "It was him," he lied. #Quote by Shelly Laurenston

#153. I have had the occasion of coming into money and spending some recklessly, like on a purse. At this point, shopping and the spending of money on things like Botox gives me the rush I used to get copping drugs on the street. Or, making other people cop drugs for me on the street. I didn't like to do that. I wanted to protect my reputation. #Quote by Michelle Tea

#154. The Tea Party is a group that rejects deep thinking, it rejects the very complex analysis that is involved in public policy, it rejects the kind of textured decision-making that Ronald Reagan prided himself on. #Quote by Eugene Jarecki

#155. Jesus, Neal, watching you eat with a spork is like seeing Helen Keller at a ladies' afternoon tea. #Quote by Douglas Coupland

#156. I'm really into rooibos tea with goat's milk and a little bit of honey. I also drink dandelion tea, Earl Grey, and sometimes a green tea. I'm very into tea. #Quote by Miranda Kerr

#157. fierce tea making

in time of war, #Quote by Geoffrey Hill

#158. Beautiful,' [his wife] would murmur, nudging Septimus that he might see. But beauty was behind a pane of glass. Even taste had no relish to him. He put down his cup on the little marble table. He looked at people outside; happy they seemed, collecting in the middle of the street, shouting, laughing, squabbling over nothing. But he could not taste, he could not feel. In the tea-shop among the tables and the chattering waiters the appalling fear came over him
he could not feel. #Quote by Virginia Woolf

#159. I think if you're everyone's cup of tea, that probably means you're a little bit boring, or you're not pushing yourself. Creativity happens where it's dangerous and scary: where you're not comfortable. #Quote by Kacey Musgraves

#160. And listening to all the things they would do if they had these things, Wang Lung heard only of how much they would eat and sleep, and of what dainties they would eat that they had never tasted,and how they would gamble in this great tea shop and in that, and what pretty women they would buy for their lust, and above all, how none would ever work again, even as they rich man behind the wall never worked. #Quote by Pearl S. Buck

#161. I do love a hotel room: adore it. What's not to love about everything you need in one room? Would you have a kettle on a tea tray with biscuits in a packet in your bedroom at home? No, you very likely wouldn't. And – please excuse me, MDRC, I'm getting a little giddy here – the kettle. The little tiny kettle on a little tiny stand! Admittedly it's hard to fill as it never quite fits under the basin taps, but that's all just part of the fun. #Quote by Miranda Hart

#162. The assaying of tea is an art and not a science. It is the man, and not his instruments, which is the most important. There can be no substitute for my experience and intuited knowledge. #Quote by Timothy Mo

#163. Sit down and tell me everything, child. Hurt feelings and hopeless despair are no match for tea and biscuits. #Quote by Elizabeth Jane Howard

#164. Tea, pa! said Charlotte, starting at the word like the old war-horse who hears the bugle; and we got down to it. #Quote by P.G. Wodehouse

#165. Every day at 4:00 PM, Thaddeus Osbert serves tea. After all, he is a very proper dragon. Two lumps, milk not cream. He hums while playing mother. I so enjoy that time together. His guests are fascinating and we often discuss impossible things. #Quote by Derek Hart

#166. I put it all to rest; my mind, my body, and all those nasty, gnawing fears. With each sip of tea, I become whole, one again, with me. #Quote by Dharlene Marie Fahl

#167. She wouldn't have sex with me in public bathrooms. Little things like this haunted me. I was only twenty-five. #Quote by Michelle Tea

#168. As for drinks, I'm a sucker for flavored teas. #Quote by Christopher Tin

#169. It's not such a bad thing, to feel powerless sometimes. It teaches us that some situations are inevitable and that we should spend what little time we have on the company of the people that matter most. Do you understand me, Tea? #Quote by Rin Chupeco

#170. Harry paused with his fork held in midair, mesmerized by the sight of her slim fingers twirling the honey stick, meticulously filling each hole with thick umber liquid. Realizing that he was staring, Harry took a bite of his breakfast. Poppy replaced the honey stick in a small silver pot. Discovering a stray drop of sweetness on the tip of her thumb, she lifted it to her lips and sucked it clean.
Harry choked a little, reached for his tea, and took a swallow. The beverage scalded his tongue, causing him to flinch and curse.
Poppy gave him an odd look. "Is there anything the matter?"
Nothing. Except that watching his wife eating breakfast was the most erotic act he had ever seen. "Nothing at all," Harry said scratchily. "Tea's hot."
When he dared to look at Poppy again, she was consuming a fresh strawberry, holding it by the green stem. Her lips rounded in a luscious pucker as she bit neatly into the ripe flesh of the fruit. Christ. He moved uncomfortably in his chair, while all the unsatisfied desire of the previous night reawakened with a vengeance. Poppy ate two more strawberries, nibbling slowly, while Harry tried to ignore her. Heat collected beneath his clothing, and he used a napkin to blot his forehead.
Poppy lifted a bite of honey-soaked crumpet to her mouth, and gave him a perplexed glance. "Are you feeling well?"
"It's too warm in here," Harry said irritably, while lurid thoughts went through his mind. Thoughts involving honey, and soft #Quote by Lisa Kleypas

#171. People who mock rap and say, "I don't like it" should go and check out Kanye [West] in the studio rapping, or Marshall, Eminem, when he's in the studio. It's a phenomenon. Don't knock it until you've seen it. It may not be your cup of tea, but don't ridicule it. #Quote by Elton John

#172. Zain poured skimmed milk over Weetabix, throwing in a handful of cashew nuts to add flavour. A glass of grapefruit juice to go with it, and green tea. He tried to avoid caffeine. Maybe the green pills were loaded with it, anyway. Alligator balls, snake venom and caffeine. He #Quote by Alex Caan

#173. American scientific companies are cross-breeding humans and animals and coming up with mice with fully functioning human brains. #Quote by Christine O'Donnell

#174. The same is true when you drink a cup of tea: if you're concentrated and you focus your attention on the cup of tea, then the cup of tea becomes a great joy. #Quote by Thich Nhat Hanh

#175. If you need true friend 'a cup of tea can be' it gives you company, listen without complain and makes you fresh anytime,anywhere #Quote by Rahul Bodkhe

#176. Extraordinary - that Willowdale Academy and Calvin Coolidge High School should both be institutions of learning! The contrast is stunning. I had a leisurely tea with the Chairman of the English Department. I saw several faculty members sitting around in offices and lounges, sipping tea, reading, smoking. Through the large casement windows bare trees rubbed cozy branches. (One of my students had written wistfully of a dream-school that would have "windows with trees in them"!) Old leather chairs, book-lined walls, air of cultivated casualness, sound of well-bred laughter. #Quote by Bel Kaufman

#177. If decorum allowed, she would take tea at the hotel. Once inside, she might run into a rich northern gentleman who had ridden in this very coach. If only she could touch something colored blue for luck before entering the building! "Touch blue and your wish will come true." That, along with the rabbit's foot she always carried in her pocket, would almost ensure such a meeting. #Quote by Karen Cecil Smith

#178. Tea is still believed, by English people of all classes, to have miraculous properties. A cup of tea can cure, or at least significantly alleviate, almost all minor physical ailments and indispositions, from a headache to a scraped knee. Tea is also an essential remedy for all social and psychological ills, from a bruised ego to the trauma of a divorce or bereavement. This magical drink can be used equally effectively as a sedative or stimulant, to calm and soothe or to revive and invigorate. Whatever your mental or physical state, what you need is 'a nice cup of tea'. #Quote by Kate Fox

#179. I'm a green-tea guy. #Quote by Billy Corgan

#180. The Tea Party has imparted political energy to common-sense American constitutionalism. #Quote by Nancy Pearcey

#181. I've brought you some camomile tea, sir," said Albert. HMM? "Sir?" SORRY. I WAS THINKING. WHAT WAS IT YOU SAID? "Camomile tea?" I THOUGHT THAT WAS A KIND OF SOAP? "You can put it in soap or tea, sir," said Albert. He was worried. He was always worried when Death started to think about things. It was the wrong job for thinking about things. And he thought about them in the wrong way. #Quote by Terry Pratchett

#182. We can't sit around discussing pure evil without tea and biscuits, Iz. It's just not done. #Quote by G.A. Aiken

#183. And there you are. In the ring. With The Terror. it's just tiny, feeble you, another student or two smarter than you, and your professor, far smarter than you. Oh sure, your professor civilly serves tea or sherry depending on the time of day, but The Terror remains.
Gradually, however, The Terror morphs into The Excitement as you being to lose yourself in the luxurious tendrils of a stimulating argument. Time always flies, the hour (or two or three) leaving you exhausted, happy, perturbed, and yet strangely satisfied by the end…. As a result, pursuing one's degree at Oxford becomes for most not a matter of prerequisite for a job, or to please one's parents, or to make minimum income bracket. Rather, the opportunity to study here seals an experience marked by intense personal growth resulting from a genuine desire to learn. A heady, hearty experience that changes you forever because it cracks you open ultimately to the humility of learning, which is where all of this wanted to take you in the first place." 56 #Quote by Carolyn Weber

#184. I did B com but realised that it was not my cup of tea. I was always fascinated by animation, and after I completed my course, I wanted to go abroad and pursue it. I used to sketch a lot and was rather serious about it. But all this was until I joined films. #Quote by Emraan Hashmi

#185. You know what, evolution is a myth ... Why aren't monkeys still evolving into humans? #Quote by Christine O'Donnell

#186. I have not yet learned to use our television DVR. One of the points of marriage is that you split labor. In the olden days that meant one hunted and one gathered; now it means one knows where the tea-towels are kept and the other knows how to program the DVR, for why should we both have to know? #Quote by Elizabeth Alexander

#187. Voters did say 'repeal health care', they did say 'reduce the size of government.' But not a single one of them from the tea party or anywhere said 'give tax breaks to the wealthiest.' #Quote by Chuck Schumer

#188. Tea-shops were to become my favourite haunts in England. #Quote by Zola Budd

#189. Harry found the [tea] ... seemed to burn away a little of the fear fluttering in his chest. #Quote by J.K. Rowling

#190. A typical workday for me is getting up at about 5:00, 5:15 in the morning, getting some coffee or tea as quickly as possible, and then getting to my desk. And ideally, I'll start writing around 5:30, 5:45, and I'll write for three, four hours, and then I'll take a break, and read over what I write. Maybe about lunchtime, I'll go exercise or get out into the day. Then I'll either read over what I wrote the day before and quit work around 3:00 or 4:00 in the afternoon and spend some time with my kids. #Quote by Eric Schlosser

#191. Tomorrow I have to break Clipper's heart. Really bust it open. - Tea #Quote by Jamie Scallion

#192. English civilization rests largely upon tea and cricket, with mighty spurts of enjoyment on Derby Day, and at Newmarket. #Quote by Agnes Repplier

#193. Why were we tortured? We were in love and life was a fast current swarming around our ankles, threatening to topple us into the wet part of the planet. It was intense, that's why we were tortured. It was enormous and exploding like palm tree. Iris was my Yuri-G, my Delilah, my Stella Marie. Strong dark women you had to love with a strong dark heart that throbbed in gorgeous pain because love is terrible. I mean, ultimately. It would go away like a needle lifting from the vinyl at the end of the song, we knew this. The music would cease, one of us would die or else we'd just break up, and this drove us to drink from each other like two twelve-year-olds sneaking vodka from the liquor cabinet, trying to get it all down, trying to get as fucked up as possible before we got caught. #Quote by Michelle Tea

#194. Okay, bag out tea. Sugar? For a moment, I'm stunned, thinking it's an endearment, but fortunately my subconscious kicks in with pursed lips. No, stupid - do you take sugar? #Quote by E.L. James

#195. I greet you as guests and so will not crush the life from you and devour your souls with peals of laughter. No, instead, I will make some tea.' Nimander #Quote by Steven Erikson

#196. I am so fond of tea that I could write a whole dissertation on its virtues. It comforts and enlivens without the risks attendant on spirituous liquors. Gentle herb! Let the florid grape yield to thee. Thy soft influence is a more safe inspirer of social joy. #Quote by James Boswell

#197. The basis of my vegetarianism is not physical, but moral. If anybody said that I should die if I did not take beef tea or mutton, even on medical advice, I would prefer death. #Quote by Mahatma Gandhi

#198. EM Forster never gets any further than warming the tea pot ... Is it not beautifully warm? Yes, but there ain't going to be no tea. #Quote by Katherine Mansfield

#199. It felt good to scrub my skin, as if I was removing everything that felt dead about me. I was the "queen of skin care." Who knew that simply exfoliating my skin until raw (which I knew better than to do but now couldn't resist) would one day be what was left of my skin care regimen? My daily cleansing and moisturizing, weekly hydrating and purifying masks, along with monthly photo facials, glycolic peels, or microdermabrasion, was down to "super-scrub Saturdays." Pampering was a thing of the past. No more sunscreen applications to guard against the "UVAging" rays that were out to get me 365 days a year. No more weekly Epsom salts hot baths to detox my body, or lathering up with my favorite vanilla-scented moisturizing cream. No more applications of extra virgin olive oil to the ends of my hair to prevent splitting. I didn't even treat myself to my bedtime chamomile tea. All that had been replaced by a new nightly ritual of passing out on the bed, face down, which went against my cardinal rule of youth maintenance. Before the deep hollow pain was born inside me, I slept on my back, at the perfect thirty-degree angle to ensure proper circulation and prevention of any unnecessary creasing or wrinkling. #Quote by Cari Kamm

#200. Usually she ordered a cup of coffee and a cup of tea, as well as a brownie, propping up her sadness with chocolate and caffeine so that it became an anxiety. #Quote by Lorrie Moore