468 Quotes About Tea

He's crazy," Bruno said, twirling a finger in circles around the side of his head and whistling to indicate just how crazy he thought he was. "He went up to a cat on the street the other day and invited her over for afternoon tea." "What did the cat say?" asked Gretel, who was making a sandwich in the corner of the kitchen. "Nothing." explained Bruno. "It was a cat.

The British claim that this tea has a negligible amount of caffeine. Don't you believe it. A couple of months after moving to London, convinced I was having panic attacks, I realized it was simply overcaffeination at the hands of generous friends and colleagues. Every cup of tea I was offered, I took–it seemed rude not to–to the tune of five of seven per day. The cumulative effects were heart-pounding, hand-sweating jitters that abated as soon as I learned my limits.

According to the United Kingdom Tea Council, 96 percent of tea is consumed in the form of tea bags (an American invention), 98 percent of people take milk, and 45 percent take sugar. Residents of the United Kingdom each consume 2.3 kilos of tea per year to Americans' 0.2 kilos.

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.

Moses would probably make a pot of tea and tell him a story. And maybe that was it, maybe in the end a good story was the best anyone could do.

Malgré deux cents ans de paix avec l’Angleterre, boire du thé était toujours considéré par les Américains comme un acte de haute trahison, à tel point que le palais refusait d’en servir. On n’y trouvait que du café, pourtant lui aussi importé.

People drink democracy in a glass of teabut night falls, again.

a hardened and shameless tea-drinker, who has, for twenty years, diluted his meals with only the infusion of this fascinating plant; whose kettle has scarcely time to cool; who with tea amuses the evening, with tea solaces the midnight, and, with tea, welcomes the morning.

After lunch - one short nap:On waking up - two cups of tea.Raising my head, I see the sun's lightOnce again slanting to the south-west.Those who are happy regret the shortness of the day;Those who are sad tire of the year's sloth.But those whose hearts are devoid of joy or sadnessJust go on living, regardless of 'short' or 'long'.-After Lunch