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

When there are 16 ounces of coffee to be shared by two strangers, and only one 8-ounce cup between them, then one man must give up his coffee, and the other must formulate an alibi.

I USED TOmake love.Now IMake coffee.

I want instant coffee at the snap of my fingers that gives me more energy than that generated by a million snaps.

We walked along the beach like two coffee lovers. But we weren’t. He was a fish, and I was astonished—not that a fish was walking, but that he didn’t love coffee.

Coffee is a lot like people. In many ways, it’s deceiving. The sweetness that you smell as it brews is more often than not a fallacy. The scent of a dark roasted coffee bean promises you rich flavors with hints of chocolate and hazelnut, but if you’re not used to coffee’s deceptiveness, you’re left with...

You’ll walk in and you’ll see an atrium, a two-story atrium, … You’ll have piano bars, coffee bars, lounges.

Good coffee is a benefit, but great coffee is a reward, and the difference between good and great is just pennies a day.

Put the coffee on, bubbles, I’m coming home

We do still have coffee, though. That’s one positive.

The Arabs understandably did everything they could to protect their monopoly. Coffee beans were treated before being shipped to ensure they were sterile and could not be used to seed new coffee plants; foreigners were excluded from coffee-producing areas. First to break the Arab monopoly were the Dutch, who displaced the Portuguese as the dominant...

Ten minutes and you’re done and you can go and get a coffee.

There is a psychological high that people experience when they drink coffee.

Blood is like water, to a vampire. And coffee is like blood, to a tired mosquito. And my love is like an itch—and a scratch.

I’d row a gondola like a column is not a row. My coffee may be cold, but my love is warm. When are you going to wake up and drink it?

Those guys open up and have a cup of coffee there now, and it’s just brilliant.

I just bought a can of brown paint. It’s more expensive than coffee, but I really hit the wall after I chug it.

When I go house hunting, I use a rather large gun. You should see me fish for the best tasting Starbucks coffee. Oh, and can I borrow your plunger?

There’s nothing I like more than rewards. Well, other than awards. I also love coffee a lot too. Being rewarded with a coffee award would be the ultimate euphoria for me.

I had a dream about you. I was drinking a cup of coffee, and you were a cup of coffee in the process of taking over a man. I thought I was consuming you, but you were conquering me.

My I love you was a measured response, like one gallon of coffee in one cup of sugar. It was just overflowing with an awakening of my soul.

I am the Today Monster, and I’m hungry for yesterday. And I’m thirsty for coffee, which is like drinking tomorrow.

Denn eine Sache ist, daß der Kaffee gut ist, eine andere, daß man sich das nicht ohne weiteres als selbstverständlich anmerken lassen darf.

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.

[Given this, it’s not surprising that Volume II seems at times to be equal parts coffee-table book and environmental soap box.] I’m a lucky person, … You own your own publishing company, you get to say what you want.

Stencil had called from a Hungarian coffee shop on York Avenue known as Hungarian Coffee Shop

We live in different times. I would not have described London as a city of gun-toters but that was when Londoners still said sorry when you knock them over and called cappuccinos fluffy coffees & policemen, bobbies!

Chris, soap people are likeus-they seldom go outdoors. And when they do, we only hear about it,never see it. They loll about in living rooms, bedrooms, sit in thekitchens and sip coffee or stand up and drink martinis-but never, nevergo outside before our eyes. And whenever something good happens,whenever they think they’re finally going to...

Epitaph.Not next year, not the next one, Not the year after that. But agesFrom here,Clad in love stained sleeping bags,Dying with feet wrapped in endlessShirts and pillow cases,Crumbling with 99 flakes clutched Between thumb and palm, drippingYellow cream from twig fingers,Basking our white haired chests on Green grassed parks under purpleSkies. Laughing over coffee after...

The joke was that President Bush only declared war when Starbucks was hit. You can mess with the U.N. all you want, but when you start interfering with the right to get caffeinated, someone has to pay.

After a geological epoch passed in which single-celled organisms evolved into talk show hosts, Mr. Coffee was still holding out on me.

We made love, we drank coffee, and then we went our separate ways. I went west, and she went to hell. Or at least I hope she did.

This coffee falls into your stomach, and straightway there is a general commotion. Ideas begin to move like the battalions of the Grand Army of the battlefield, and the battle takes place. Things remembered arrive at full gallop, ensuing to the wind. The light cavalry of comparisons deliver a magnificent deploying charge, the artillery of...

I could either buy one missile, or 88,000 cups of coffee. Both would wake me up, but the coffee would also wake up North Korea. I’ll go with the coffee.

One cup of coffee is all it takes to conquer the world.

I drink coffee like I urinate—alone, or in large groups. Sometimes I wish I knew the secret handshake.

The best thing about being a writer is that ‘work’ is always something you love, plus usually accompanied by tea, coffee and cakes of some sort.

I make love like I make coffee. Tuesdays and Thursdays I offer free refills.

Your fork is my shovel. I eat real estate and I drink coffee.

I have walked into the palaces of kings and queens and into the houses of presidents. And much more. But I could not walk into a hotel in America and get a cup of coffee, and that made me mad.

I’d rather take coffee than compliments just now.

If they couldn’t make good on some coffee contracts, prices might go up.

I don’t drink coffee I take tea my dearI like my toast done on one side …”(Englishman in New York)

Coffee and chocolate are certainly wonderful, but they must forever carry tea’s silken train, ever the bridesmaids and never the bride.

What doesn’t KILL me makes me stronger… Except for the extinction of COFFEE… that might kill me.

Coffee is a girl who never tells a boy no.

[? Put the coffee on now; Kansas State kicks off Saturday at 9:30 a.m. CDT at Marshall. The response on the early hour from coach Bill Snyder was typical of a man who reportedly gets only four or five hours of sleep each night.] Young people are resilient and can get up at early times,...

Mr. Pot drank ten pots of coffee, even though I only made eight. That’s a savings of 20%!

Give me coffee or give me death. Or if not death, at least let me sleep a little bit longer.

Police work wouldn’t be possible without coffee,” Wallander said.”No work would be possible without coffee.”They pondered the importance of coffee in silence.