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

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.

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

That’s what I do: I make coffee and occasionally succumb to suicidal nihilism. But you shouldn’t worry — poetry is still first. Cigarettes and alcohol follow

Hello lover.

Flower coffee—less caffeinated, more romantic. I wanted to be with her, but when I was, I felt like I’d rather wither.

Instant gratification is like instant coffee, only it won’t keep you up all night.

I don’t know where my ideas come from. I will admit, however, that one key ingredient is caffeine. I get a couple cups of coffee into me and weird things just start to happen.

I think now is the best time to be in love. No other time in history is more perfect than right now. Especially since I’m currently drinking coffee.

I’m so tired I could drink a cup of coffee as deep as the Grand Canyon. But I couldn’t take the first sip, because I’m too afraid of heights to get close to the lip.

Ask the police, and they’ll tell you I have a mug shot. They watched me take the picture before drinking the coffee out of the mug.

My farts smell like coffee. Drink them up. But slowly, because they’re hot.

I sing karaoke like I drink coffee. If my words come out a bit gargled, relax, that’s precisely how Hootie and the Blowfish is supposed to sound.

Snuggle time is my favorite time. Well, that and 12:34 and 3:33. And the time between when I take my first sip of coffee at 8 AM and when I finally wake up, at 5:00...

Nick drank the coffee, the coffee according to Hopkins. The coffee was bitter. Nick laughed. It made a good ending to the story. His mind was starting to work. He knew he could choke it...

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

All the best days start with a latte and a time trip.

Fueled by my inspiration, I ran across the room to steal the cup of coffee the bookshelf had taken prisoner. Lapping the black watery brew like a hyena, I tossed the empty cup aside. I...

A silent yawn is a scream for coffee

Coffee and doughnuts are great. But he needs to stop aiding and abetting illegal immigrants. That would be the kindest thing he could do.

Never say no to coffee

The staying awake was a great self-sacrificaing gesture of friendship, and wonderfully in keeping with our current mood of intense friendship and religious fervour. We were all in a state of shock. We engaged in...

Coffee and donuts go together like government policy and subsequent poverty.

I’ve got two jobs to do. One of those jobs is to not cry. It’s not a job, but it is in its isn’tness. I could go for either a cup of coffee, or an...

When I saw a murder taking place, I almost didn’t have time to make coffee before stopping it. But thank God I did, because otherwise somebody would have died—and even worse, I’d be tired.

I wear brown shirts to protect against the combination of coffee and clumsiness.

She’s the kind of woman where if you give her an inch, she’ll take the whole penis. She took all I had, and she didn’t even take me out to coffee.

I drink coffee the way most men tie their shoes, and I’m liable to slip on a sip if I don’t follow their lead.

My high-performance hair is shaped like a sports car, and when I chug coffee it sounds like a jet engine. Women don’t find me attractive, but only because women don’t find me (I’m living off...

I treat strangers like friends, friends like family, and family like strangers. And I make love like a cup of coffee that likes a cup of tea.

I sell sex by the coffee cup. I don’t go by small, medium, or large, I go by deep, deeper, and deepest.

I’ll eat this world like coffee-flavored bubblegum. I’ll chew thoroughly before I swallow.

She put her cup down and sighed again with pleasure. “I can’t think how the Nonconformists have failed to discover coffee.” “Discover it?””Yes. As a snare. It does far more for one than drink. And...

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...

She didn’t know what Liam made his coffee with, but it had to be magical sparkles and crack beans, because it was the most delicious stuff she’d ever tasted.

And thus Charles found himself wandering around a hotel, trailing federal agents as he held a cardboard coffee cup holder in each hand, instead of out killing misbehaving werewolves.

‘Venti caramel macchiato, please,’ he said. ‘Hold the snobbery.’ The barista laughed and hit buttons on his register. ‘You sure? We’re having a sale on social mobility. The longer your coffee order takes to place,...

Marry the person who gives you the same feeling you get when you take the very first sip of COFFEE in the morning!

Blind dates are treacherous. You don’t know who this person is. You wonder, ‘Should I call my grandma during coffee to get out of this?’

Vamos al Kiko’s a tomar un café. Todavía no tengo ganas de encerrarme.

The seasonal urge is strong in poets. Milton wrote chiefly in winter. Keats looked for spring to wake him up (as it did in the miraculous months of April and May, 1819). Burns chose autumn....

No matter what historians claimed, BC really stood for “Before Coffee.

Her love was like cigarette smoke stirred into coffee. I drank it so fast it made me cough, but she’s not offering a refill at any price.

I think Starbucks would go out of business if more people were to Superglue their eyelids open when they felt tired.

I love Blue Ribbon coffee, and she loves Red Ribbon coffee. I don’t love her, because how could I love someone who loves losers?

I would be out of town, but every time I move, my home keeps relocating to where I’m at. My coffee is caffeinated, and my friends are either decaffeinated or nonexistent.

I bought a five-pound sack of sugar. Now I just need to buy a cup of coffee to dump it in.

When searching for a missing person, I’ll canvas the area. Like a painter. I make love like Bob Ross, only your happy tree is happier, and I’ll keep your coffee warm—in my stomach.

What the hell makes you smart?” I asked.”I wouldn’t go for coffee with you.””Listen – I wouldn’t ask you.””That,” she replied, “is what makes you stupid.

Even bad coffee is better than no coffee at all.