That's what sofas are for: sit down, drink a cup of tea, talk of literature. At least that's how I see it.
Sophie DivryTag: reading books literature tea
There is nothing so capital as a cup of tea for settling the Disheveled Nerves of Fair Ladies.
Joan Bassington-FrenchHer face was like a pot of tea about to whistle.
Carolyn TurgeonTag: tea
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. Longfellow liked the month of September. Shelley flourished in the hot months. Some poets, like Wordsworth, have gone outdoors to work. Others, like Auden, keep to the curtained room. Schiller needed the smell of rotten apples about him to make a poem. Tennyson and Walter de la Mare had to smoke. Auden drinks lots of tea, Spender coffee; Hart Crane drank alcohol. Pope, Byron, and William Morris were creative late at night. And so it goes.
Helen BevingtonTag: poetry writing writers night apple poets winter seasons tea april spring alcohol fall morris coffee autumn pope apples burns keats insomnia longfellow tennyson shelley hart-crane may milton september season auden nocturnal wordsworth byron de-la-mare schiller spender
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.
Samuel JohnsonTag: autobiography tea teaism kettle
No, she did not want to go to hospital. Yes, she would like a cup of tea. Only then did she begin to think rationally again.
Stieg LarssonTag: tea
Этот чай действительно показался Свану, совершенно так же, как и Одетте, необыкновенно изысканным, и любовь чувствует такую потребность находить себе подкрепление, гарантию длительности, в наслаждениях, которые, напротив, без любви не существовали бы и прекращаются вместе с концом ее, что, покинув ее в семь часов, чтобы возвратиться домой и переодеться к вечеру, он не мог сдержать радости, доставленной ему часами, проведенными у Одетты, и всю дорогу повторял себе, сидя в своей двухместной карете: «Как приятно, однако, было бы иметь вот такую особу, у которой всегда можно было бы найти столь редкую вещь, как действительно вкусный чай».
Марсель ПрустDo ghosts drink tea?
They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be lovely.
nothing helped tea. It simply was what it was, which was boiling hot and flavorless.
Shana AbeTag: tea
Charming, charming,' the lawyer said at intervals.
Guy de MaupassantTag: tea
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