A smoke, a book, a cup of coffee. These are the little things that get us through this sometimes weary world and all the rainy days.

Taste of coffee varies with the person on the other end of table.

You should be too busy to do coffee while keeping an uncluttered calendar.

The rich scent of my favorite caffeinated beverage sends trickles of pleasure across my skin as I step inside. Is there anything better than coffee? Chocolate maybe and sex ranks very close I suppose.

The only time I drink milk is when I drink coffee. I make love the same way—contributing 2% as I just sort of lay there.

The next thing I remembered was Reyes smiling down at me as the sun filtered into his apartment, his hair mussed, his lids hooded with the thick remnants of sleep. I stretched as those three...

When I dance, I’m so fluid you could drink my moves. And if you sip it with your morning coffee, you’ll be light on your feet all day.

Coffee, it’s not my cup of tea. Being in love isn’t really my cup of tea either, but when it’s steamy I’ll sip it dutifully.

I’ll put some ice in your coffee, to cover up the fact that it was already cold and old. I do this because my love for you is slightly warmer and newer.

I don’t like hot coffee that’s cold, or iced coffee that’s hot. Or leftover love in a rusty thermos.

I have a coffee table, but I don’t like it. I think it could use some more cream and sugar. Plus, it’s entirely too liquid to be a functional piece of furniture.

I had a dream about you. You made the coffee and I made love to your sister. Everybody agrees: we need more cream.

I collect kitchens, one empty coffee cup at a time. I wish they made dishwashers that cleaned with dreams, not laundry detergent.

If your breath smells like coffee, I might try to drink our conversation. Wake me up with the words you’re speaking.

I’d pour the Milky Way in my morning coffee, just to wake up my inner universe. Your love is all the sugar I’d need.

Come on, don’t you ever stop and smell the coffee?

Bob poured and brought two cups over, hardly rattling them on the saucers. “Drink up. This should restore your inner bitch.” Bailey scowled at him. “See?” he said. “It’s working already, and all you’ve had...

Americans are making coffee a bigger part of their lives, expanding attitudes and behaviors that are driving new levels of consumption.

The simple act of sitting here sipping this cappuccino is its own testament to my commitment to living the writer’s life. Which is to say: doing nothing but doing it exceedingly well.

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

People like to cry over spilled milk, but I cry every time I spill my coffee.

Almost all the world is natural chemicals, so it really makes you re-think everything. A cup of coffee is filled with chemicals. They’ve identified a thousand chemicals in a cup of coffee. But we only...

I am clumsy, drop glasses and get drunk on Monday afternoons. I read Seneca and can recite Shakespeare by heart, but I mess up the laundry, don’t answer my phone and blame the world when...

I told the joke, but someone else got the high five. That’s like me drinking a cup of coffee and a guy in a coma waking up. Go back to bed, buddy.

Her cold, dead body was as stiff as a mannequin, but that didn’t stop me from asking her to dance. I was confident that even as a corpse she’d still have more fluidity on the...

When you meet me, the first thing you’ll notice is I have a firm handshake. The second thing you’ll notice is that I’m wearing oven mitts. I like my introductions hot, like my iced coffee.

My coffee cup didn’t come with a sleeve, but that’s OK, because I’m wearing a tank top.

I like my cakes nude, like I like wearing coats made of icing. I sweat hot coffee, so I wear cream deodorant. If you’re tired, you should lick my armpits.

I like my water on the rocks, and I like those rocks to be in a mountain stream. That’s how I like my coffee too, fresh from a glass of whiskey.

I yell at yellow like I purr at pink. If they were more fluid, I’d pour meows in my morning coffee.

Coffee! Coffee!

You wanna-I dunno-get coffee or something sometime?”Justin smiled “Not coffee. But yes.””Not Coffee it is, then.””Yes, Not Coffee.

It’s just like when you’ve got some coffee that’s too black, which means it’s too strong. What do you do? You integrate it with cream, you make it weak. But if you pour too much...

Life’s too short to drink crappy coffee and cry over boys who don’t care.

A guy’s gotta live, you know, gotta make his way and find his meaning in life and love, and to do that he needs coffee, he needs coffee and coffee and coffee.

We all know how it went when Europe changed from a culture addicted to depressants to one high on stimulants […] Within two hundred years of Europe’s first cup, famine and the plague were historical...

Looks like I missed a party. Good. I wasn’t really in the mood to off demons this evening. Haven’t had my coffee yet. (Jared)You drink coffee? (Stryker)No, but it was my pathetic attempt at humor....

Writing Cave means it’s Coffee O’Clock…Who am I kidding? It’s always Coffee O’Clock!

Me invitó a café, la nueva infusión que, procedente de Turquía, se hace cada vez más popular y causa furor en toda Europa. […] Es un líquido intensamente negro, muy aromático, con un sabor amargo...

Coffee is not about having something to drink in cool weather, it’s about having something to drink when you are not sleeping

I’m 32 years old and I’m tired. It’s because I haven’t drank enough coffee. If I had, I’d probably only be 29.

I asked the girl at the coffee shop out on a date. Unfortunately she said no, probably because I asked her out to coffee.

She drowned in a coffee cup the size of a swimming pool. It really helped wake me up to my own mortality.

When I think about all the thinking I’ve done, I get sleepy, like a coffee-colored bear.

Thanks, I try to look good.

I’m 50% in love. To put that into a visual, I am a 3’ tall midget aspiring to be a 6’ tall man, with the coffee capacity of a narcoleptic camel.

I once said hello to a pack of goodbyes, but they were asleep to my coffee offering. They were running towards love, which is always running away from me.

This is like a cookie, it tastes like a cookie having sex with a doughnut.

My caution in terms of directly applying the caffeine or the coffee before sex to enhance your sexual drive or motivation would be that in this experiment, we gave only one dose of caffeine to...

Instead of cream, I like fog in my coffee. Makes me feel like I’m drinking the mystery that is love.