Martha Grimes Quotes

Tea would arrive, the cakes squatting on cushions of cream, toast in a melting shawl of butter, cups agleam and a faint wisp of steam rising from the teapot shawl.

[T]ea, that uniquely English meal, that unnecessary collation at which no stimulants--neither alcohol nor meat--are served, that comforting repast of which to partake is as good as second childhood.

Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa around, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in

I love tea.

In a shooting day in the U.K., every few hours, everyone takes a bit of a tea break - not coffee, but a tea break. They bring out these little finger sandwiches with the crust cut off. Everyone sits around for a few minutes, with their pinkies in the air, drinking. It's so cultured.

There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea.

The return from the walk, and the arrival of tea, should be exactly coincident, and not later than a quarter past four.

Tea - the cups that cheer but not inebriate.

My hour for tea is half-past five, and my buttered toast waits for nobody.

It's always tea-time.

Tea is one of the main stays of civilization in this country.

Tea! Bless ordinary everyday afternoon tea!

I like to have my cup of green tea.

Crumpets for me are the quintessence of a British afternoon tea, the ideal winter warmer that would welcome me home from school.

Usually, if you stop for tea, someone will feel the desire to join you.

I always take a teapot with me on tour. I suppose it's only natural that I've just written a song called 'Where Would We Be Without Tea?'

Wouldn't it be dreadful to live in a country where they didn't have tea?

I can just imagine myself sitting down at the head of the table and pouring out the tea," said Anne, shutting her eyes ecstatically. "And asking Diana if she takes sugar! I know she doesn't but of course I'll ask her just as if I didn't know.

Some people will tell you there is a great deal of poetry and fine sentiment in a chest of tea.

In nothing more is the English genius for domesticity more notably declared than in the institution of this festival-almost one may call it-of afternoon tea...the mere chink of cups and saucers tunes the mind to happy repose.

...what I feel we ought to do at this juncture is to dash off somewhere where it's quiet and there aren't so many housesdancing the 'Blue Danube' and shove some tea into ourselves. And over the pot and muffins I shall have something veryimportant to say to you.

This was a very typical time. I was single. All you needed was a cup of tea, a light, and your stereo, you know, and that's what I had.

There's something amazing about tea. It's good before a meal, after a meal, when drunk, when taking drugs, while playing football and after being called a poof in the street.

Perhaps it is while drinking tea that I most of all enjoy the sense of leisure.

Polly put the kettle on, we'll all have tea.